"Stop crying," Xiao Jinxing ordered her in a commanding tone.
The baby simply wouldn't listen, continuing to cry incessantly.
"I told you to stop crying!" Xiao Jinxing's voice grew louder.
The baby seemed not to hear, continuing to wail with her mouth wide open.
Her appearance was one of utter grievance.
Xiao Jinxing became speechless.
He really felt nothing for this child.
From the beginning, if it wasn't for Ye Qichi's insistence, he would not have agreed to keep the child close.
He felt she was a burden.
Indeed, definitely a burden.
At this moment, he even thought about turning around and leaving.
However, just as he was considering this, the image of Ye Qichi flashed through his mind.
He couldn't understand how Ye Qichi's sympathy could overflow so extensively.
Xiao Jinxing struggled for a long while.
Still, he reached out and lifted the baby from the bed.
Tiptoeing.
Not very skilled.
The baby felt someone holding her.
The crying paused for a while.
