"Did You Strangle The Child To Death In The Middle Of The Night?"

"..."Gu Sheng realized that the child was quite a pain in the ass.

Fortunately, he was half-drunk and half-awake at the moment, so he couldn't be bothered with the little brat.

Ye sang yawned and lay on the ground, holding her little face and staring at him for a long time.

She blinked her round cat eyes and looked at the slightly drunk Gu Sheng. She hesitated for a moment and didn't dare to touch the wine.

The little guy moved closer slowly. "Are you going to sleep?"

Gu Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly and then lowered his head slightly. His soft hair brushed across his palm. Most of his face was buried in the crook of his arms, and his mind was in a daze.

He still ignored her.

Ye sang bit her lip and rubbed her full belly. She tugged at him for a long time but did not see him move at all.

The little boy hesitated and said, "Uncle, you... Don't feel inferior."

"People have to move on."