Feng Fuce saw the situation and smiled, "Congratulations to you."
It's about to be fulfilled, just one thing missing.
Tears glistened in Zhi'er's eyes, and she took the initiative to extend her hand to hug Feng Fuce's neck.
She choked up, "Brother Fu Ce, luckily you were here..."
If he hadn't woken her up in time, she didn't know how long she would have slept in her dream.
Bai Xilie coughed twice from the side, "Zhi'er, father is still here!"
Zhi'er withdrew her hand and blinked her tearful eyes.
Seeing her so pitiful, Bai Xilie couldn't bear to stop his daughter's feelings.
He closed his eyes again, "Fine, let this brat Feng Fuce hold you a little longer, but not too long, Father will count, ten seconds is enough."
Zhi'er giggled, and for once she wasn't sad anymore.
"Father, don't overthink it, I'm just thanking Brother Fu Ce."
Bai Xilie opened his eyes, looking at Feng Fuce. Though his expression was serious, his gaze wasn't lacking in kindness and understanding.
