Her Seven Little Bodyguards

Chapter 1072 A Draw
Only this method could bring an end to the debate between both sides.
When Vania said "sleeping together," it meant Hanson and the boys would be all sleeping in the same room as her.
Neither side had won.
The children folded their arms and snorted at Hanson. Hanson also folded his arms and snorted back at them.
It was a draw.
Inside the presidential suite was a super large bed that could accommodate their family of nine.
But when it came to sleeping spots, the father and the children got into a dispute again.
The septuplets lay in the middle of the bed and glared at Hanson. "We want to sleep next to Mommy."
Hanson did not back down. "There are seven of you. You can't all sleep next to Mommy. So you sleep on one side."
This bed was so wide that they wouldn't just fall off, so there was nothing to worry about.
Besides, he was used to cuddling his wife to sleep. Not cuddling to sleep is like sleeping in different rooms. I will not accept that.
James and Jack were dissatisfied. "If you don't cuddle Mommy, two of us can fit the spot."
They were determined to drive this man out.
Hanson couldn't believe they were fighting even for this.
Since that was the case, he couldn't give up, and he threatened, "Either sleep on one side or go out and sleep by yourselves."

They were big enough to sleep by themselves.
Upon hearing this, the children who had been staring down Hanson changed their tactics.
One by one, they all put on sad looks and began to complain in a pitiful voice, "We are still children. You can't treat us like this."
They began to accuse Hanson of bullying them.
Hanson did not expect their attitude to change so quickly. If Vania saw this, his image in her heart would definitely plummet.
So, when Vania returned from washing up, Hanson had also put on a pitiful expression.
All eight of them looked pitifully at Vania.
Vania stood at the door. "What are you guys up to?"
Did they find my weakness? They all have this kind of expression on. She couldn't handle it!
"We all want to sleep next to you."
Hanson and the babies answered in unison.
Their voices were a little deafening.
All this fighting just to sleep with me? Vania felt funny.
But there were eight of them, and she couldn't just clone herself right there and then.
How about I sleep by myself and let Hanson sleep with the babies...
However, it was just a thought for a second.

She realized that if she actually said it out loud, they would definitely protest.
She also knew that they had purposely put on such expressions—their weren't that petty.
"So, have you come up with a solution?" she asked.
"We have," her babies replied in unison. "Dad is sleeping on his own."
They were grumpily going against Hanson. Hanson immediately made a pitiful face, looking at Vania. "Without you, my dear wife,
I'll suffer from insomnia."
Insomnia wasn't a thing before, but now it was.
"In that case, I will tell you all a story," Vania suggested.
That way, when they got tired of listening, they wouldn't fight over space.
After all, the children were still young and would get tired easily, which had nothing to do with their intelligence.
Both the boys and Hanson had their own thoughts on storytelling.
The children definitely wouldn't like childish fairy tales, but they enjoyed being with Vania.
As for Hanson, he loved Vania's stories which always made him happy.