In the depths of winter, snuggling under the covers, sleeping until you woke naturally, then holding your wife and lazing in bed for ages had to be what everyone wanted most.
But that little brat was such a nuisance!
Ye Yaodong had been sleeping soundly when, in his daze, he suddenly felt something wet on him. The water spilling over him was even a little warm...
He woke and looked down. Something was pressing on his chest, and a large patch was soaked. When he lifted the covers, he found the little brat with both feet propped on his chest, his crotch soaked through, still sleeping like a log.
"Fuck..."
"What is it?"
Lying beside him, Lin Xiuqing woke at the noise too and saw the two little feet resting on his chest, along with the wet patch.
"Did our son pee?"
"The little brat peed on my chest!"
Ye Yaodong's face scrunched up. If he hadn't been afraid that his wife, sleeping on the inside, would get kicked in the belly by the two children sprawled every which way, he would never have slept beside them.
The little brat had peed all over him first thing in the morning.
Just then, Ye Chengyang seemed to feel the chill without the covers over him. He actually rolled over, sticking his bottom toward the couple, then went right on sleeping. Ye Yaodong wanted to give him a smack.
"How can he still sleep? Doesn't he feel uncomfortable...?"
With his face still scrunched up, he sat up to change his clothes, only to hear his wife say, "At least he didn't pee on the bed."
"So I'm the piss pad now?"
"Only your clothes are wet. Just wipe yourself down. If the bed got wet, what would we sleep on tonight?"
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