Zhao Gushen squinted, staring at her lips, his gaze so intense that it made Ye Fei's scalp tingle.
"Xiao Fei!" Xiao Mo's voice came at the same time as he entered the living room.
Ye Fei quickly walked over to Xiao Mo.
The living room was just that small, no matter how she tried to avoid, she couldn't bypass Zhao Gushen.
As she walked, she still felt Zhao Gushen's intense gaze fixed on her face.
Ye Fei's scalp tingled so much that she almost forgot how to walk.
She nearly started walking with both her hands and feet at the same time.
"What's wrong?" Ye Fei squatted down in front of Xiao Mo and pulled him into her arms.
The little guy rubbed his eyes, still drowsy: "I'm thirsty, I want some water."
"I'll get you some." Ye Fei said, "Is the water in your cup all gone?"
Every night, Ye Fei would fill his bottle with water so that the little guy could drink directly when he got thirsty in his sleep.
"It's all gone." Xiao Mo said.
