As he cradled her, Lu Tingli softly inquired with lowered brows, "How was today, is the child still fussy?"
Meeting his concerned gaze, Xia Ningxing replied, "I'm feeling much better staying here. Lu, focus on your work, don't worry about me all the time."
Lu Tingli sighed and stretching out his hand, he tap her nose, "How could I not worry?"
She was the most important person in his life. If he didn't worry about her, who else would he concern himself with?
Her fair and slender fingers wove through his hair, gently stroking as she spoke in a soft tone, "Try to be present if you can."
Lu Tingli held her restless hand and smiled without a word.
Missing her was something he simply couldn't restrain.
Thinking of the chickens in the yard, Lu Tingli couldn't help asking, "Why did you think of raising chicks? Aren't they noisy?"
"Not at all," Xia Ningxing shook her head with a smile, meeting his anxious look, "Lu, you're overthinking it."
