I returned to the bedroom.
Sure enough, the girls were still sleeping soundly.
With me absent from their side, the blankets on the bed were slightly messy.
Just how messy were they?
Messy enough that I nearly thought—had the girls gotten into a fight in the middle of the night while I was gone?
I walked to the bedside and cast a spell, smoothing out the bedding. Then I moved Yangyang's leg off her younger sister's stomach, found a spot where I wouldn't disturb the girls, climbed into bed, and soon fell asleep.
I slept deeply. Very deeply.
No one woke me.
On one hand, I was too tired. On the other, I truly needed to catch up on sleep.
Around seven or eight, Yangyang was the first to open her eyes.
She immediately caught her mother's scent.
Only Mother would move her around like that.
Ye Qixin also looked at little angel, who could sense Mother's presence even in her sleep and instinctively snuggle over to become a little accessory, and fell slightly silent.
When it came to being a mama's girl, her second younger sister truly took the prize. One day away from Mother, and her entire worldview would collapse.
Ye Qixin instinctively turned her head.
Ye Ranxing had her pitch-black eyes open, quietly watching her eldest sister.
Ye Qixin frowned. "What are you looking at?"
Ye Ranxing nearly blurted out, "What's it to you?"
The next second, she changed her words, sounding a little timid but not entirely so.
"Mind your own business. Take care of yourself."
"Yang Xiaomao~"
She deliberately drew out the last word.
Ye Qixin was so angry she laughed. "Fine."
"When this great cat scratches you later, I hope you won't be crying for your sister to spare you."
Out of the corner