Today, little Yuanyuan was wearing fluffy white pajamas, curled up at the foot of the bed like a tiny silkworm cocoon. The steady sound of Daddy’s breathing in the room was so soothing that it made her sleepy.

Just a moment ago, when she had absolutely no sleepiness, the little one now yawned, resting her head on her lion plushie and slowly drifting off.

In the darkness, someone who had been lying motionless the entire time finally stirred once the little girl had fallen asleep.

Yu Jinxiao had sensed when Yuanyuan entered the room but didn’t make a sound, curious about what she was up to.

At first, he thought the angry little one might be planning to sneak-attack him while he was “asleep” to get some revenge. He had been ready to let her do whatever she wanted, as long as it wasn’t too much, pretending to sleep through it all.

But after hearing some rustling at the foot of the bed, he soon noticed the soft sound of her steady breathing—she had fallen asleep.

What did this little ball of energy come here for?

Yu Jinxiao purposely shifted his feet under the covers, but the deeply sleeping Yuanyuan didn’t react at all, letting out a funny little snore that sounded just like a baby pig.

As his curiosity grew, Yu Jinxiao lifted himself slightly, looking down to see a small, round white bundle curled up at the foot of the bed, like a tiny kitten.

Quietly and peacefully, she lay there, her soft little back rising and falling gently with each breath, making him want to reach out and touch her.

But Yu Jinxiao didn’t want to wake her. Instead, his hand shifted course, pulling the blanket up to cover the little white ball at the foot of the bed.

For a brief moment, he considered carrying her back to her own room, but the thought disappeared as quickly as it came.

Might as well let her sleep here. After all, she’s so small—how much space could she take up?

Pulling the blanket over himself, Yu Jinxiao lay back down and closed his eyes, though sleep refused to come.

Could someone explain to him why a child’s breathing could sound like a piglet’s snuffling? And why, just as he was about to doze off, those strange little noises kept jolting him awake?

It was a long and restless night. By the time the sunlight crept into the room, Yu Jinxiao felt as if he had endured a century.

Meanwhile, the little one at the foot of the bed slept soundly, so deeply that even the sunlight warming her didn’t stir her.

Yuanyuan slept so well that even when Daddy got up, washed, and dressed, she remained blissfully unaware.

After a dreamless and restful night, Yuanyuan yawned, her nose catching a whiff of food in the air.

Her half-closed eyes fluttered open. She blinked left and right, taking in her surroundings before remembering she was in Daddy’s room.

Stretching her small limbs, she yawned again and noticed a bump under the blanket.

In her soft, sleepy voice, she called, “Daddy, wake up~”

There was no response from the pillow. Not even a rustle.

“Daddy, don’t be a sleepyhead! Yuanyuan’s already awake!” she mumbled, crawling toward the lump under the covers, giving the blanket a few gentle pats.

Still no response!!

Yuanyuan’s little brain suddenly buzzed with worry.

Could Daddy still be mad and ignoring her?

She wasn’t mad anymore, so why couldn’t Daddy… just be a little more forgiving?

Feeling anxious, Yuanyuan gave the blanket a couple more pats. “Daddy, Daddy, are you still mad at Yuanyuan?”

Still nothing.

Oh no! Daddy must be super-duper mad!!

Taking a deep breath, Yuanyuan grabbed the edge of the blanket and, with all her strength, yanked it off. “Daddy, don’t be mad anymore, Yuanyuan—!!!”

The next second, there was nothing but stunned silence.

And then, after a brief pause, an ear-splitting cry broke out:

“Oh no!!! Daddy turned into a dried fish!!!”