He furrowed his sword-like brows in concern, leaning cautiously toward her.
"Xinxin? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
His voice was soft and full of worry as he asked gently.
Yan Xinxin let go of her hands that had been clutching her head, slowly turned her face, and looked at him with starry eyes that had a hint of daze and confusion.
"Husband, husband, Mua—one on the left, Mua—one on the right..."
"..."
Yan Xinxin suddenly started humming and singing, causing Mo Chuxi to freeze momentarily, unable to react.
"Husband, I'm tired. Can we go to sleep now?"
She blinked her glassy star-like eyes, looking pitifully at him.
Her sudden singing had indeed caught Mo Chuxi off guard earlier, but upon hearing her words now, he suddenly curved his lips into a smirk, and a sly glimmer flashed in his captivating eyes.
"Baby, are you tired?"
He leaned closer, his voice tender and soothing.
His warm palm gently stroked her blush-pink cheek, his gaze full of affection.
"Mm..."
