After giving birth, she felt so tired.
Ya Shitian smiled, "Sleep, I'll watch over you."
"Okay." Ye Anqi smiled and closed her eyes, quickly falling into a deep sleep.
She slept soundly, without any awareness.
She didn't know how long she slept; in a blur, she seemed to hear the sound of a kitten.
No... It wasn't a kitten, it was a baby crying.
A string in Ye Anqi's heart was plucked, and she suddenly opened her eyes—
"Wah, wah..." The baby's cries were very weak, and Ye Anqi's heart tightened instantly.
She turned her head and saw Ya Shitian gently rocking the cradle, looking a bit at a loss.
The child in the cradle had clenched fists and was crying very sadly.
Ye Anqi wanted to prop herself up; as soon as she moved, the wound hurt a lot.
"What's wrong with him?" she asked anxiously.
Seeing she was awake, Ya Shitian breathed a sigh of relief, "It's nothing, just hungry."
"Do you want me to feed him?"
