Sweet Time Only for You: The Entanglement between Mr. Lu and Miss Song Chapter 89: The Silly Son Tricks His Mommy Again!

Uh, sleep together?

Song Yinyin focused her eyes and saw that at so unknown ti, that scoundrel Lu Jihan had already lain down next to Dabai.

At this mont, those captivating eyes of his were locked onto her face, with the corners of his mouth curling into an ambiguous smile, plotting who knows what mischief!

She felt a chill run down her spine and quickly said, "No! Mommy’s going to sleep in the guest room!"

Seeing Mommy hastily leave, Song Dabai lifted his large, lively eyes and asked Lu Jihan, "Daddy, why doesn’t Mommy want to sleep with us?"

"Mommy’s not used to sleeping with Daddy yet; she needs ti to adjust."

"Oh."

The little guy replied listlessly, looking disappointed, "Is there a way to make it so Mommy and Daddy can sleep with Dabai? I want to sleep with you both."

He pouted his cute, chubby little lips, looking utterly adorable.

Lu Jihan couldn’t help but laugh, "Do you really want Daddy and Mommy to sleep together?"

"Yes." Song Dabai nodded vigorously like a little garlic clove.

Lu Jihan’s eyes lit up as he squinted his shrewd eyes and coaxed his son, "I do have a way, but it will require your cooperation."

Song Dabai blinked his starry eyes and clasped his hands together, "I will definitely cooperate with Daddy obediently!"

Lu Jihan leaned closer to his son’s ear and whispered sothing.

After listening, Song Dabai raised his hand and made a swearing gesture, cheekily saying, "Daddy, don’t worry, Dabai guarantees to complete the mission!"

"Good boy."

Lu Jihan leaned in and pecked his son on his rosy cheek.

Poor Song Yinyin had no idea she was about to be tricked by her foolish son again.

At this mont, she clutched her chest and retreated to the guest room next door, her heart still pounding rapidly.

Thinking about how she was grabbed by the small hand at the bathroom door just now, brushing against a certain area hot as an iron, she felt like her whole hand was burning up.

"I can’t! I have to wash my hands imdiately!"

She hurriedly walked into the bathroom and washed up for a whole hour.

When Song Yinyin ca out of the bathroom, she heard so rustling noises from the bed in the guest room, making her heart skip a beat.

Could it be Lu Jihan?

She quickly put on her pajamas.

Then, she quietly opened the door and picked up a toilet brush without thinking.

When she went out to check, she saw a vague silhouette on the bed, but the figure didn’t seem to be Lu Jihan, who could it be?

Could it be that a thief broke into the Lu Family Mansion?

Impossible, the place is heavily guarded, who could get in?

Besides, who would have the guts to steal from the Lu Family Mansion?

The more she thought about it, the more puzzled she beca. She tiptoed to the bedside and suddenly lifted a corner of the blanket.

At that mont, she was dumbfounded.

"Dabai?"

Seeing her son’s tender, white little face, Song Yinyin felt happy and cupped her son’s little face, giving him a big kiss.

"Why are you here?"

The little guy wrinkled his tiny nose and said, "I thought about it, and I still want to sleep with Mommy." As he spoke, he reached out with his chubby little arms and hugged Mommy’s waist.

Song Yinyin felt a surge of emotion.

Her son really didn’t grow up in vain; he still had her in his heart.

With a warm heart, she suggested, "How about Mommy tells you a bedti story like usual, okay?"

"Okay." Song Dabai nodded and snuggled into her arms.

Song Yinyin started to tell a story, "Once upon a ti, there lived a family of pigs in a farmhouse, with eldest brother, second brother, and third brother..."