Although Su Yanzhi also felt that Xie Yuan didn't resemble someone ready to be a dad, he still patiently placed the child in his hands.
"The child is hungry, she needs to be fed and then she'll continue sleeping."
"If you're worried about disturbing Miaomiao, bring her out after she's fed, and we'll take care of her."
As Xie Yuan held the soft, little bundle, he felt his entire body stiffen.
Seeing him like this, Xie Yuanqiao said with a lack of sympathy.
"Are you holding a child or a landmine? Disgraceful..."
Before Xie Yuan could respond, Su Miaomiao in the room had already woken up.
"Did the child cry? Bring her in."
Xie Yuan took a deep breath and carried the little one to the bedside.
Seeing his stiff posture, Su Miaomiao couldn't help but laugh, taking the child and holding her in her arms.
"Don't be afraid, she's not any kind of dangerous item."
