She rushed down the stairs to the boys' side, and with a glance, she ascertained that Youyou was having a relapse.
"Bring him up to the bed first; lie him flat or help him sit!"
During hyperventilation, one would often be unable to breathe, the heart would be in pain from for visiting.
The younger boy did not have many mates, so he seldom played with other children.
He had neither peers nor friends around his age.
It was his first time playing a game, but he was smart and got familiar with the rules quickly.
The weather was a little hot and sunny today.
Near the shore, where the sun was unobstructed, it was baking.
It shone directly on their skin.
Even though Little Yichen had previously applied sunblock on him, after a few rounds, Youyou still felt his heartbeat accelerating and his stamina gradually fading.
The gap in their scores increased bit by bit.
Youyou was indignant.
"This is the last round already; whoever wins gets to sleep with mommy tonight!" the older kid suddenly announced.
Displeased, the younger boy shouted his protest. "No!"
"Are you scared to lose?"
The boy was flustered as he declared, "Regardless of who's the winner, you can't sleep with mommy. Mommy is mine!"
"Then… mommy sleeps with daddy."