Leo lay obediently in bed, his little hand tugging at the blanket, revealing half of his face, his big eyes rolling for a while before closing his eyelids.
Wayne Bailey came out after taking a hot bath and saw that he hadn't fallen asleep yet: "something wrong?"
"Leo wants to sleep with Daddy."
Wayne Bailey's face darkened, frowning.
He had deliberately taken a half-hour bath, thinking that once Leo fell asleep, he could...
"It's raining, baby's scared."
Wayne Bailey could only lie down next to his son, comforting him to sleep, feigning drowsiness.
Ten minutes later, even breathing could be heard from both father and son.
Wayne Bailey raised an eyebrow, about to get up, only to hear Leo's tiny voice ask, "Daddy, are you asleep?"
Wayne Bailey: ...
He pretended to sleep, not saying a word.
"Baby needs to pee."
Wayne Bailey's face turned ashen, a familiar annoyance with peeing matters.