"Isla saw her brother, isn't it time to go to bed?" Lucas Scott didn't explain much, just casually opened his lips.
On his stern face, there's not much of a smile, only when facing Little Isla, there's a touch of gentleness.
"I want to sleep with Brother!" Hearing his words, Little Isla climbed down from his arms, then scurried over to Chad Yakov.
This time, she directly bypassed Chad Yakov and ran to the Bed.
She took off her small shoes, then struggled to climb onto the Bed, lay down, and covered herself with the Quilt.
Her movements were smooth, without any hesitation.
After lying down, seeing Chad Yakov standing dumbfounded, her Face turned, and she waved at him: "Brother Chad, it's late, time to sleep!"
"..."
"They say if you don't sleep after ten o'clock, you're not a good Baby, Isla wants to be a good Baby, and Brother should be a good Baby too." As Isla spoke, her small Body scooted towards the Bed edge, making space for Lucas Scott standing by.
