1393: Youyou's grievous complaint!

Youyou's grievous complaint!

His father carried him to the room and switched on the wall lights along the way.1

When the cozy lights lit up, both received a wry shock when confronted by the scene before them.

Little Yichen was sleeping soundly in bed, just like his mother, except that his sleeping posture was as haphazard as before. At this moment, he was like a little octopus spreading his four limbs wide apart. He had tyrannically taken up more than half of the bed space and was even snoring lightly.

"Daddy, look at this!" Youyou complained with much grievance. "This fellow just doesn't behave in bed every night; I don't wanna share a bed with him anymore; I'm almost pushed off it come morning."

Mu Yazhe: "…"

"Daddy, was this how he slept at the Mu residence in the past?" asked the boy.

"Mhm."

"His sleeping posture is terrible," he criticized unreservedly.

Their father gave a heavy sigh. "Eh!"

This probably had to do with his usual sleeping habit.

Little Yichen's bed in his room back at the Mu residence was very spacious.

The bed was three meters wide and four meters long; therefore, the little guy had developed an unbridled sleeping habit from an early age. After all, the bed was 'vast' enough to accommodate his demands. Now that the twins were sharing a two-meter bed, he was unable to adjust his behavior appropriately.

This was different for his younger brother, of course.

He was used to sharing a bed with his mother from the start. Basically, she was a quiet sleeper and hardly fidgeted in bed. In fact, she could sleep through the night lying in the same position if there was no disturbance.

Even when the boy grew slightly older, they did not have the ability to upgrade their bed, so it had always been a 1.5-meter bed; thereby, he learned to be a considerate, sleeping companion.

With his older brother, he finally learned what an audacious sleeping style looked like.

There were times when he genuinely questioned the kind of dreams his brother had had to result in such weird and wild sleeping postures.

He was rudely awakened by his brother a couple of times, and he got so upset that he almost slapped him awake from his dreamland and pinched his cheeks ferociously as revenge.

The twins' father replied sympathetically, "Darling, I feel you."

Youyou was silent.

After a long pause, the boy suggested, "I wanna change to a stacking bed."

The kind which had two beds at different heights; he would take one, while his older brother could take the other.

His father agreed, "I'll get someone to buy one tomorrow."

"That's not necessary!"

The boy added, "I'll order one tomorrow."

There was an AI-powered children's bed manufactured by Lezhi Holdings. It had two bunks—one on top of the other—and came with a smart sleeping system. This item was very popular among the customers.

He had designed it himself.

This would be a good chance for him to test his innovation.

The man fell silent.

His son was not a typical genius.

Whereas his seven-year-old son was already testing a smart bed, which he had invented, the man did not even know how to draw at his age.

His son had surpassed him.

Nonetheless, he was proud of that!

Both his sons were terribly exceptional!

"Go to sleep!"

He carried the boy to the bed and covered him with a quilt.

The boy sneaked a peek at his brother, who was 'banished' to a corner by his father, before he softened his disdainful look.

"Then, daddy, please sleep early, too!" he urged coyly.

His father smiled, walked to his older son, and gave the same goodnight kiss on his forehead.

He switched off the lights before leaving the kids' room. He closed the door behind him and retired to his room after cleaning up at the washroom.

The sky had darkened by then.

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