Azel just put down his cell phone and the door was pushed open. Mojun came to the bed with a full body of alcohol at night, holding his son's head with his big hand.

"Why haven't you slept yet?"

Aze blinked. "I was just chatting with my mother."

Suddenly, let Mojun's eyes sink in the middle of the night, glancing over the cell phone next to him. "What did you talk about?"

"Secret!" Azel shrank and got into bed.

stinky boy!

Mojun really wanted to slap him on the buttock at night. Once his heart moved, he lay down firmly.

"Dad, this is my room."

"Never mind. I'll go when...