C278 Without Her Director Bo Couldn't Sleep

At night, Jing Zhiwei lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

The little intellectual beside her was sleeping soundly, his small feet were still stepping on Jing Zhiwei's stomach, looking extremely cute.

Looking at her son's tranquil sleeping face, Jing Zhiwei could not help but take out her phone and listen carefully to what was going on outside