"Do you want Mommy to tell you another story?"
Huanhuan shook her head.
Qin Mu looked at her sadly, "Why?"
"Huanhuan wants Daddy to tell it, Daddy tell!"
Remembering that Mu Yichen had asked her to call him Daddy, she repeated it.
Honestly, it wasn't as natural for Huanhuan to say Daddy as it was to say Papa.
But to make Mu Yichen happy, Huanhuan was really trying.
Qin Mu had no choice but to stand at the top of the stairs and call down, "Yichen, your daughter wants you to tell her a bedtime story, are you free?"
The man downstairs was casually flipping through channels with the remote control. Hearing the call from upstairs, he didn't even lift his head, just put the remote down, stood up, stretched out his tall figure, and took his long strides toward the staircase.
After he went upstairs, Qin Mu also stood at the top of the stairs and didn't move, deliberately blocking his path.
