She lay down, covered herself with the blanket, and closed her eyes, quickly dozing off.
...
"Daddy."
In his sleep, Ji Chicheng faintly felt something moving on his face. He twitched his eyelids and Fenfen's muffled voice suddenly arose by his ear.
He opened his eyes and saw the messy-haired little girl. Lazily smiling, he stretched out his arms, scooped up the little girl's small body, lifted her onto the bed, tucked her into the blankets, and then his long arms indulgently enveloped her tightly.
Smelling the milky scent on her, especially beautiful.
"Mommy..." Fenfen suddenly pouted with a look of loss.
Ji Chicheng raised his head cautiously and asked Fenfen, "What's wrong?"
"Mommy... looking..."
As the little girl spoke, she blinked, her eyes starting to redden.
Ji Chicheng's eyebrows furrowed, a flash of cold light in his eyes. He let go of Fenfen, flung off the blankets, got out of bed, and strode out of the room, barefoot.
