"I want a little sister."
"You want a little sister, but have you asked how the little sister feels about it?"
Xi Yemo's words baffled the little guy, who looked at him with a confused expression.
Lan Xin Ai was also confounded.
Asked how the little sister feels? What kind of question is that?
"Okay, stop making trouble. Go back to your room and sleep."
Xi Yemo gave Lan Xin Ai a look.
Lan Xin Ai immediately understood, "Xiao Yan, let's go back to our room, take a bath, and go to sleep."
Clueless, Xiao Yan was carried back to his room by Lan Xin Ai. It wasn't until after his bath that the little one asked, "Mommy, does the little sister have to be asked before she can be born? Then why didn't you ask me back then?"
"Pfft." Lan Xin Ai almost burst out laughing. Mr. Xi's tactic was really clever, even outwitting the smart Xiao Yan.
"Yeah, if I hadn't asked you, would you have come out of mommy's tummy so obediently?"
