Qiao Qiao giggled. "I'm like your child, because you sound like you're coaxing a child."
Shao Jingmo patted the back of her shoulder with his palm, as if it was beating a beat. "How about this? Isn't it more like it?"
Qiao Qiao nodded in his arms.
Shao Jingmo said, "I feel the most at ease now."
"Me too," she said.
Later on, Qiao Qiao fell asleep for some reason. Perhaps it was because she was very at ease in Shao Jingmo's arms, but she unknowingly felt sleepy. When she woke up, she was alone in the hospital bed. The absence of his residual warmth made her uneasy. She immediately rolled off the bed to look for him.
Because she was in such a hurry, she forgot to put on her shoes. She opened the door and was about to go out when she saw the person standing outside. She was suddenly stunned. She looked up at him, her face pale from shock. "Little Uncle…"
