"Dad, why haven't you slept yet? Didn't you say that sleeping late will cause bad skin?"
Although she didn't understand why a man like him would take such good care of his face, little Li Yao was a polite and good boy and he would show respect.
Caius tore off the mask on his face and called him to sit over. "You remember what I said very clearly."
"Is your brother asleep?"
"Um."
"Then why aren't you sleeping?"
"I can't sleep."
Didn’t I say that?
"So what are you doing sneaking here? Trying to murder me?"
Xiao Li Yao: "..."
"Dad, please don't scare me, okay?"
Caius snorted, grabbed a handful of his frizzy hair, and said in an irritable tone, "Go to bed. You have school tomorrow."
"I don't."
Little Li Yao glanced at him cautiously, "What were you doing just now? Can I play with you for a while?"
Caius was helpless.
"I'm drawing. There's nothing fun to do. Go to bed quickly, or I'll ask your mother to take you home."
"You wouldn't."
Little Li Yao was fearless, "Mom is asleep, you won't disturb her."
"Dad, I want to sleep with you tonight."
"Is there something wrong with you?"
"Um."
"What is it? Tell me."
Caius stood up and walked towards the studio. Halfway there, he stopped and turned towards the bathroom.
Wash your face first.
Little Li Yao followed, step by step.
He didn't say anything either, and went wherever Caius went.
Then, of course, I saw Caius's painting.
He looked surprised.
"Which one is this?"
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