Rong Sinan paused, held Tang Yige's shoulders, and gently pushed her away from his embrace, his eyes narrowing as he stared at her.
"What's wrong?" Tang Yige smiled.
"Yiyi, having Little Rui is enough." Rong Sinan inhaled, tightened his grip on Tang Yige's shoulders, and pulled her back into his arms.
Tang Yige rubbed her face against his chest, "Xixi is so cute, isn't she?"
Rong Sinan remained silent.
Tang Yige was silent for a few seconds, then said, "I think if we had a daughter, she would definitely be as cute and beautiful as Xixi."
Rong Sinan's large hand on her back moved up to cradle her head, "Xixi is Mo Chen and Momo's daughter, but she's also our daughter."
Tang Yige closed her eyes, "I really like Xixi."
But it's not the same, is it?
Rong Sinan kissed her hair, "Sleep now."
Tang Yige said nothing, just nodded in his arms.
Rong Sinan lightly rested his chin on Yige's hair, his deep-set eyes resting on a certain point in the room.
