No matter how hard she tried, Ou Lan couldn't wake Zhan Lingtao, so she eventually gave up, silently cursing the rascal child before slipping under the covers to sleep as well.
When the lights in the room went out and darkness enveloped the space, the little boy's face broke into a blissful smile.
He stretched out his small hand and wrapped his arms around Ou Lan's, pressing tightly against her.
...
The next morning, after breakfast, Ou Lan drove Zhan Lingtao to kindergarten.
On the way, Ou Lan made it clear, "Zhan Xiaotuo, did your dad tell you to throw a tantrum yesterday?"
Zhan Lingtao shrank his little neck. He dared not lie to Ou Xiaolan, fearing she would send him away at the slightest provocation, "Dad did suggest it, but I really wanted to do that myself, Ou Xiaolan. Baby really can't leave you, please don't send baby away."
Ou Lan curled her lip, "What else did your dad tell you to do?"
Zhan Lingtao hesitated to speak, afraid to say.
