Click.
The door closed.
Qiao An slowly opened her eyes, extremely surprised.
He... just left like that?
Not going to sleep?
Mu Jingxi went to Little Nuomi's children's room. He sat by the bed, carefully and gently tucking in his sleeping daughter.
Little Nuomi's sleeping position, not sure who she inherited it from, was sprawled out in all directions, quite unrestrained.
Her little face was red from sleep, her rosy little mouth slightly pouted.
Utterly adorable!
Mu Jingxi gently caressed her cheek with his fingertip, slowly lowered his head, and left a kiss on her forehead.
After sitting quietly for a long time, he got up and returned to the bedroom.
At this moment, Qiao An thought he went to the study to work and was about to get up and drag him back.
Unexpectedly, she heard footsteps.
She jolted all over and immediately lay down, pretending to be asleep.
The footsteps came closer, then finally, the quilt was lifted a little, and he lay down beside her.
