Yunxi cleaned An'an, put on a diaper, dressed him in monk clothes, and let his son play recklessly on the bed.
He sent Qiao Yi a text: [The child is in our room, you're not here tonight, let him sleep with me. Is it convenient for a video call?]
Then, he skillfully made formula for his son.
As soon as the formula was ready, little An'an was already staring at him with shining eyes, reaching out to ask for it.
Yunxi handed the bottle to his son, heard the phone's text tone, and quickly opened it to check.
Qiao Yi: [No way, at night duty]
Yunxi frowned, looked at the time, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.
Their acquaintances came such a long way to Bi County, shouldn't they rest a bit? Still on night duty in the middle of the night?
Just about to send something else, he received another message from Qiao Yi.
