Qian Xunji Wanted to Sleep Together

Half an hour later, the bathroom door opened.

Bibi Dong carried Qian Renxue out; both mother and daughter had changed into their pajamas.

Qian Renxue's hair was still wet, with golden strands clinging to her cheeks, which Bibi Dong carefully wiped with a dry towel.

In the room, Qian Xunji sat cross-legged on the bed, her eyes closed and her breathing long and even.

His chest rose and fell slightly, and the surrounding light elements floated slowly like fireflies, only to be absorbed into his body.

Qian Renxue glanced at her father, then whispered, "Mom, I want to go to the balcony to look at the stars."

Bibi Dong nodded and put her down.

Qian Renxue walked barefoot onto the balcony.

Immediately afterwards, she heard footsteps behind her.

Bibi Dong brought out two bamboo chairs, sat on one herself, and placed the other next to her.

Qian Renxue didn't sit down, but instead leaned on the railing, continuing to look up.

"Mom, what's that brightest star?"

Bibi Dong glanced in the direction she was pointing and said, "It should be Ziwei."

Grandpa said that everyone has a star in the sky.

What else did Grandpa say?

"They also say that if two people are destined to meet, their stars will be very close together."

"That's right."

Bibi Dong reached out and pulled Qian Renxue over, letting her sit on her lap.

Would you Ju Zi?

"Want."

Then, Bibi Dong peeled the Ju Zi and fed it to Qian Renxue.

Just then, the curtain behind them moved slightly.

Qian Xunji walked out from the inner room, her hair slightly disheveled.

He sat down on another bamboo chair, yawned, and casually picked up an Ju Zi from the small table next to him.

He broke off a piece and held it to Bibi Dong's lips.

"Wife, ah..."

Bibi Dong opened her mouth to accept being fed.

Qian Renxue immediately sat up from Bibi Dong's lap. "I want some too."

Qian Xunji broke off another piece and was about to hand it to Qian Renxue.

"I want my mom to feed me."

Why? Do you dislike me?

Qian Renxue mumbled, "Mom's food is sweeter."

Qian Xunji's hand froze in mid-air, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"What's the meaning?"

"Hehe, literally."

Qian Xunji popped the Ju Zi segment into her mouth, "It's just as sweet."

"It's different; the food Mom feeds me tastes like Mom."

"What about the ones I feed?"

"It smells bad."

Bibi Dong couldn't help herself; her shoulders trembled, and she covered her mouth with the back of her hand.

Qian Xunji pulled his chair forward, reached for an Ju Zi on the table, peeled it, broke off a segment, and held it up to Qian Renxue.

"Come on, try Dad's cooking."

Qian Renxue glanced at him, "Alright, I'll reluctantly agree."

After saying that, he opened his mouth and chewed twice.

"How about it?"

"Hmm... it still smells bad."

Qian Xunji put the remaining half of the Ju Zi on the table, got up and walked to Bibi Dong.

He bent down and brought his face close to Bibi Dong's.

Bibi Dong leaned back slightly. "What are you doing?"

"I want to eat what you feed me too, and see if yours is sweet."

Bibi Dong kicked him in the chest and pushed him backward.

"How childish! Making a scene with your daughter."

Qian Xunji was kicked back half a step, but he was not angry. Instead, he reached out and grabbed her ankle.

Bibi Dong tried to twitch, but couldn't.

"Release."

"Don't loosen it."

"Xiao Xue is still here."

Qian Renxue had already gotten off Bibi Dong's lap, resting her chin on her hands, looking like she was watching a show.

"It's okay, I don't mind."

Bibi Dong sighed helplessly and held the Ju Zi to Qian Xunji's lips.

Qian Xunji only released her ankle after eating.

"Is it sweet?" Bibi Dong asked.

"It's sweet, and the taste is quite different."

"Then sit back down."

Qian Xunji obediently sat back down on her bamboo chair.

Qian Renxue said, "Mom, I want to sleep with you tonight."

"And what about me?"

"You sleep here by yourself."

"But Dad is lonely all by himself. How about the three of us go together?"

"No," Qian Renxue shook her head, "I want to sleep with Mommy."

"Why?"

"Because Mom smells nicer and it's more comfortable to hold her."

As Qian Renxue spoke, she reached out and poked Qian Xunji's flesh, "Unlike you, so hard."

Bibi Dong finally couldn't hold back and covered her mouth to laugh out loud.

Qian Xunji looked down at himself, then rolled up his sleeves, bent his arms, and revealed his well-defined muscles.

"That's muscle, of course it's hard."

"Do you know what this means? It means safety, it means reliability."

"It represents something hard and uncomfortable to hold."

Seeing that this approach wasn't working, Qian Xunji changed her strategy.

"Dong'er, Xiao Xue is so old now, and she's still a Soul Elder. It would be better if she slept alone."

Qian Renxue immediately retorted, "I am Soul Elder, and you are Peak Douluo. According to your logic, you should sleep alone."

For a moment, Qian Xunji was unable to refute.

Bibi Dong looked helpless. "Alright, alright, I'll spend today with Xiao Xue, and tomorrow I'll spend tomorrow with you."

Qian Xunji, Qian Xunji asked, "Can't you let me join?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue pinched her chin, pretending to be deep in thought.

After a few seconds, she nodded. "It's not impossible."

"Unless—Dad lets me ride."

"You're allowed to ride?" Qian Xunji. "How do you mean by riding?"

"It's like Dad is lying on the ground and I'm sitting on his back."

That's it?

"No problem."

After Qian Xunji finished speaking, he placed his hands on the ground, knelt down, and assumed a standard "horse stance".

His back was broad, and his muscles were clearly defined in the moonlight, like a beast poised to pounce.

Qian Renxue stepped onto the bamboo stool, straddled Qian Xunji's back, wrapped her legs around his waist, and grabbed his collar with both hands.

"Drive!"

Qian Xunji responded immediately and climbed up on the balcony.

Qian Renxue giggled on his back.

"Dad, hurry up!"

Qian Xunji quickened her pace, climbing from one end of the balcony to the other, then turning back.

"Turn! Turn!"

Qian Xunji obediently turned the corner.

Qian Renxue laughed so hard she leaned all over his back, resting her chin on the back of his head.

Bibi Dong leaned back in the bamboo chair, arms crossed, watching the father and daughter play in the moonlight.

After Qian Xunji climbed three or four laps, Qian Renxue slid off his back.

"Okay, that's enough."

Qian Xunji stood up from the ground, dusted off his hands, and asked, "So I can join?"

Qian Renxue nodded. "Okay, but you have to sleep on the outermost side."

"OK."

"Also, you can't steal the blanket."

"When did I ever steal the blanket?"

"Last time you took all the blankets, and Mom and I had no blankets to cover ourselves with."

That was an accident.

"Hmph, it's always an accident."

Bibi Dong stood up from the bamboo chair. "Alright, let's go inside. It's getting chilly outside."

The three people entered the room. Qian Xunji spread out the quilt, shook it to distribute the cotton evenly.

Bibi Dong lay down first, Qian Renxue immediately snuggled into her arms.

Qian Xunji lay down on the outermost side of the bed, turned to his side, and looked at the mother and daughter.

At this moment, Qian Renxue reached out and grabbed Qian Xunji's fingers.

Goodnight, Dad.

"Good night."