The little girl who smelled like milk was like a soft and sweet marshmallow.
Lu An's face was covered in saliva from the kiss, but he didn't mind it. He just suddenly felt a sense of fatherly love from the bottom of his heart. He felt that the baby's body was filled with the sweet smell of milk.
Later on, the little girl was rejected and was unhappy. She clamored to get off Lu An's body. Lu An was still a little reluctant to let her go, so he gently pulled the little braid on her head.
After dinner, Lu An and Jin Nian went home.
"Do you think Teacher Ji's daughter is cute?" Jin Nian asked.
"So-so." Lu An's expression was indifferent.
"Then, if we give birth to a girl, will she be as cute as Teacher Ji's daughter?" Jin Nian smiled.
Lu An replied, "I'd rather she looks like you. You're cuter."
That night, Lu An dreamed that he had a daughter.
