He simply lay back, forcefully squeezing into Qin Mengying's spot and lying next to the sleeping Luoluo. Watching the little one's sweet sleeping face, he felt an inexplicable sense of calm, "What's the point in chasing? To watch them act all lovey-dovey? Might as well stay here watching Luoluo!"
Qin Mengying stood at the bedside, helplessly watching him.
After a moment of silence, Ou Mingxuan suddenly spoke seriously, "Mengying, don't go."
Qin Mengying gave him a probing look, "Give me a reason."
Ou Mingxuan rubbed Luoluo's little face, narcissistically saying, "Because Luoluo can't bear to part with me!"
"Umm... Daddy…"
Ou Mingxuan hadn't shaved for several days, and his slight stubble tickled Luoluo lightly. The little girl frowned in displeasure, her tiny fists flailing, caught in Ou Mingxuan's large palm…
The pair looked incredibly harmonious together, like a real family…
"Mengying…"
