Looking at his hands, Xie Yuya fell into deep thought. He took a few deep breaths to calm himself down before looking up at the little girl again. Taking a closer look, he saw the familiar feature on this little girl's face.
"So... this is what you looked like when you were a child." He murmured in a low voice, but he didn't take his eyes off her.
Bai Qiuran woke up slowly because Xie Yuya was talking all the time. Half asleep and half awake, she rubbed her eyes, yawned and said, "Yuya, you're so noisy today. I can't even sleep peacefully."
Seeing the little girl complaining like Feng Zhijiu used to do, Xie Yuya smiled brightly. "My wife, did I wake you up?"
"Um."
