"Physical?" The little guy doesn't seem to understand.

"Will you grow as tall as your father?"

"Hmm...... Will be later. Jun Mo Yan responded, and sent a small cup of medicine to the little guy's mouth.

"Come, An An drank the medicine, and we went to sleep."

The little guy who was about to drink the medicine heard Jun Moyan's words, and immediately asked, "Is Dad still sleeping here in An An tonight?" ”

His eyes were full of anticipation, although he was inevitably nervous, but he still wanted to get close to Jun Moyan in his heart.

"Well, is it okay for Dad to sleep with An An these days?"

"Okay." The little one nodded happily.

"Come, drink the medicine."

The little guy came to the cup, and the two little hands followed and hugged Jun Mo Yan's hand holding the cup, helping to take the cup together.

The bitter smell of the medicine made him hesitate for a few seconds, and his little brow furrowed.

"Isn't it bitter?" Jun Mo Yan asked.

The little guy shook his head, and then with his little hand, he raised his cup and drank the medicine in a few sips.

The little guy was so drunk that his little face was wrinkled together.

Jun Moyan took the water cup to pour water for the little guy, and was pouring it, when he suddenly heard the little guy retching, he quickly poured the water back, gave the little guy a drink, and drank some warm boiled water to rinse the bitterness in his mouth, the little guy was much better.

"Is it still bitter? Why don't you get candy for you? ”

The little guy shook his head: "It's not bitter." ”

"Then go to sleep." Jun Moyan put down the water glass, picked up the little guy and put him on the bed to lie down, and covered him with a quilt.

"Then An'an will sleep first, and Dad will go take a bath."

"Okay." The little one obediently responded.

Jun Moyan stood up straight, ready to go back to the room to get his clothes, but the little guy thought he was leaving, so he immediately sat up.

"Daddy go get the clothes." Jun Moyan said.

The little one lay back down.

Jun Moyan hurriedly went to get his clothes, then came back and went into the bathroom to take a bath.

The little one was lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling, playing with his two little hands, his big eyes full of happiness.

Hearing the bathroom door open, the little guy reflexively closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep, and his two little hands didn't move.

Jun Moyan looked at the little guy and knew that he was not asleep.

He checked some of the doors and windows, turned off the lights, and lay down in bed.

The room fell into darkness, and the little guy opened his eyes and secretly looked at Jun Moyan beside him.

"It's time to go to bed." Jun Moyan lay on his side, facing the little guy to sleep.

The little guy also turned to Jun Moyan's side, he closed his eyes and didn't make a sound, and secretly said to Jun Moyan in his heart: Good night, Dad.

Jun Moyan patted the little guy on the back, as if coaxing him to sleep.

It didn't take long for the little one to fall asleep.

Jun Moyan didn't sleep, and he didn't dare to sleep, he withdrew the hand that patted the little guy's back and looked at him quietly.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the night was already deep.

Jun Moyan secretly looked at the time and found that there was still half an hour before the little guy started sleepwalking last night.

Mu Han said that sleepwalking generally has a fixed time point, and if there are no special circumstances, sleepwalkers will get up at this time on time and then do the same thing.

Jun Moyan stared at the time while looking at the little guy.

The closer he got, the more nervous he became.

He hoped that the medicine would work, that he didn't go to kindergarten today, and that he would take him for a day to soothe him a little.

But it backfired, and when the time came, the little guy who had been sleeping well suddenly got up.

Jun Moyan didn't dare to make a sound, nor did he dare to move, so he watched him get up, turn on the light, and then get out of bed and put on his shoes, and walked towards the door.