"No need," Qin Yin said softly.
After pouring the water, she placed the bottle aside to let it cool.
After a while, she picked up the bottle, tested the temperature on her eyelid, and chuckled, "It's ready."
"Don't you need a thermometer?" Nan Sichen asked curiously from the side.
"No need..."
"You make raising kids seem so simple," Nan Sichen muttered.
Qin Yin chuckled, "Raising kids is just a bit tiring but not complicated. Watching your child grow day by day is a joyful thing, no matter how tiring, it doesn't feel tiring anymore."
Listening to her, watching the blissful smile on her face, Nan Sichen felt it didn't seem fake. He couldn't quite see her as the kind of woman others said, but his grandmother and Jiang Mei...
His mind started to get a bit confused.
"Have you ever held a child?" Qin Yin asked softly as she stuffed the nipple into the child's mouth.
"Yes," Nan Sichen nodded.
"How did it feel?" Qin Yin asked.
"Very troublesome, very tearful."
Qin Yin: "..."
