"Is that really true? Does Mom still love me?" Fang Yan asked, lifting her tear-streaked face.
"Of course, which mother wouldn't love her own child? Think about it again, actually, your mom didn't do anything wrong. If you can't understand, we can talk more about it," Li Chen nodded as he spoke.
"Big Pervert, you're pretty good at comforting people. I'm tired and want to sleep some more," Fang Yan said with a smile forming on her face.
The head resting on Li Chen's chest nuzzled closer, and her arms wrapped around him.
Li Chen caressed her smooth back, patted it gently, and soon, the sound of steady breathing arose, she had fallen asleep.
Her delicate face looked completely peaceful.
Li Chen watched her, utterly fascinated.
Who would have thought, when they first met on the bus last time, she was full of disdain, calling him a pervert.
Now, just a few days later, she lay naked, nestled in his arms, peacefully sleeping.
Rudely awakened early, Li Chen was also a bit tired.
