"So noisy... it's making my ears hurt..." Lin Jiaojiao murmured with a frown, her face pressed against the table, her eyebrows tightly knit into a 'chuan' character.
Yan Sihan gently took a seat beside the delicate figure, carefully extending a hand to encircle her waist and cradling the restless sleeper in his arms.
The face in his arms was somewhat pale, as pregnancy had not been kind to her complexion of late. Sometimes he truly wished he could take the child from the little girl's belly and carry it himself.
He knew this was a pipe dream, so he could only feel helpless and pained.
He reached out to caress her warm cheek, where her lips were slightly moist. His fingertips gently wiped it away, eliciting a pout from the little girl.
"Mmm..."
Lin Jiaojiao moaned gently, slowly opening her eyes. Her vision was foggy like mist, she could not see clearly who was in front of her, but she knew who it was.
