Xu Mumu: "....." Almost forgot this little brat is just a year and a half, forgot all about bed-wetting.
Seeing the little guy sleeping so sweetly, Xu Mumu twitched her mouth but resignedly got up, fetched some water to clean him up, and then moved him to Xu Minglei's bed.
Then she came back to change the bedding. Although the quilt has been used for several years and isn't that soft anymore, Xu Mumu washed it with water and hung it out to dry on the clothes rack.
She also changed the bed mat, which she had previously put away. The old one in the room was taken out and laid down. This mat was already cleaned quite well by Qian Ying, so there was no need to clean it again before using it.
Laying on the bed, Xu Mumu soon fell asleep again, exhausted from busily working for half the morning.
When she lay down again, she glanced at her watch—it was only half-past six. This little troublemaker sure knows how to cause a ruckus, and he hadn't even woken up after being cleaned.
