Alex felt that this method was very childish. At this moment, he happened to drop a pen. He bent down to pick it up and glanced back from his crotch. There was nothing.
"Hehe, it's indeed a fake method." Alex shook his head and put the pen away. He didn't know if it was his imagination, but he felt the tip of the pen move. He suddenly felt a chill on his back.
Alex stood up calmly and went straight to Amelia's room. He lay down and was completely relieved. As expected, the quality of the bed in his daughter's room was the best.
Amelia rolled over just in time to hug Alex. She called out groggily, "Daddy?"
Alex's voice was low. "Yes, I'm worried you so I came to see you. Go to sleep."
Amelia found it strange. She slept on her own long ago. Why was he suddenly worried? However, she was too sleepy to think too much about it. She hugged Alex and fell asleep.
