Their breaths mingled at the tips of their noses.
"Wah…"
A cry suddenly pierced the air.
It startled them both awake.
Ye Muyu abruptly opened her eyes and shyly reached out to push him.
A flicker of melancholy flashed across Chu Heng's eyes before he calmly lifted his gaze to the culprit of the noise—Nuanbao.
"Nuanbao wet his pants."
Ye Muyu had already walked over to identify the cause, then turned back to Chu Heng with a playful smile: "Did he get so scared by your naughty deeds that he wet himself?"
Chu Heng, who had only just composed himself, couldn't help but let his mouth twitch at her words.
Helplessly, he stood up and took the new diaper Ye Muyu handed him, efficiently changing Nuanbao's diaper before placing the soiled one in a basin and squatting down in the room to wash it clean.
Ye Muyu crouched beside him: "Thank you for your hard work, husband."
