Chapter 257: It Feels Like a Father-Son Quarrel

Watching Chu Ziyang with his proud little attitude, Yin Moran leaned to the side, his hand resting on his head, and watched the little guy with great interest.

"Oh? You won't let me sleep in your bed, so you want me to sleep in the next room?"

Chu Ziyang paused and huffed, "Definitely not! This is a deluxe ward; there is a caretaker's bed inside. Why don't you sleep there?"

"Kid, ever heard of respect for the elderly? I'm a grown man, and you want me to sleep on the caretaker's bed? If anyone should, it should be you." Yin Moran teased Chu Ziyang with all the leisure in the world.

Chu Ziyang's black eyes widened in defiance, "You big bully, ever heard of love for the young? The guardrail bed is so small—what if I accidentally roll off in the middle of the night?"

"So, see, that's why I ended up sleeping with you, right?"

Yin Moran smirked, "Last night, your sleeping habits were quite bad, always burrowing into my arms. Haven't you been weaned yet? I'm not your mommy!"