She leaned over, mumbled something, and fell asleep again while holding him face to face - after exercising and shopping during the day, he was really tired and sleepy.
Chu Rong loosened his grip on his collar, the veins on his forehead throbbed, and his muscles were almost as tight as rocks. He pulled him out again and scolded him, "Go sleep next door! That's your room."
"Don't make noise." Being woken up again, Georgia, who was as good-tempered as she was, started to lose her temper. She couldn't help but pat him with her hand and pushed harder into his arms, saying anxiously, "My room is only where you are. I'm so sleepy."
Uncle Chu's hands stiffened and his strength loosened, allowing him to stick to his body again.
Five minutes later, Georgia was already asleep again, but Chu Rong was still sitting with his muscles stiff. Another five minutes passed, and Georgia began to move around uncomfortably - his muscles were too stiff, and it was not comfortable to sleep without a mattress.
It was like a paused picture was resumed, and Chu Rong finally moved. With a sullen face, he raised his hands and put his arms around Georgia, stroked his hair soothingly, held him in his arms and lay on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and closed his eyes with a ferocious look on his face - raising a child is really troublesome!
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