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"Wah wah..."
At two o'clock in the middle of the night, Little Guoguo cried just as she usually did.
Shen Mingzhu turned on the bedside lamp, slipped into her slippers, picked up her daughter from the crib, and started to soothe her while unbuttoning her blouse.
Click click click.
Having gotten milk, Little Guoguo stopped crying, sucked vigorously with her eyes closed, her tiny mouth opening and closing like fish lips.
Creak.
The door was pushed open, and Shen Mingzhu instinctively looked back to see the man tiptoeing in, and instinctively asked, "Why are you down here?"
Pei Yang closed the door gently, approached her, his gaze resting on his daughter's face for a moment before looking up at her.
"I'm used to it, I can't sleep when I hear Little Guoguo cry; I came down to check."
