Retracting her gaze, her eyes lingered on her son's small face for a moment, Xia Nuan nodded gently, "Then... I'll trouble you!"
Xicheng's heart lifted with joy, "So... are you going to be with Niannian, or sleep in the guest room?!"
"I... I'll stay with the child?"
"Okay... I'll... I'll get you a pillow and some sheets!" Xicheng quickly walked into the closet, carefully taking out a clean, new pillow and a quilt and placing them beside the bed, "Oh, and... there's also a towel and a bathrobe..."
Before Xia Nuan could say anything, he'd already turned back to the closet, returning with a big pile of clothes – clean towels and a bathrobe, and a set of sweatpants and a hoodie still with their tags, "I haven't worn these clothes yet, you can just manage with them... I don't have any women's clothes here."
Xia Nuan lifted her face, seeing him holding the large stack, she quickly placed her son on the pillow, stood up to take part of the load, and placed them at the foot of the bed.
