His fingers gently slid across her cheek.
The little girl's eyebrows... nose, lips, all looked very nice.
Especially her lips, even when she slept, they were slightly pursed... just like a little baby.
Li Yanchen couldn't resist and leaned down to peck her lips.
Su Nuannuan disapprovingly turned her head away, snuggling against him.
The rejected Li Yanchen: "..."
He silently touched his chin, indeed he had a bit of stubble, probably prickly.
Then, he heard the little girl talking in her sleep.
"Uncle, don't be afraid... I'm here with you."
"Uncle... your body is so warm, I'm not cold at all..."
"Seems like dying like this on Uncle might not be too bad..."
Obviously, she was dreaming, dreaming about the time in the pit last night.
Li Yanchen reached out, holding her a bit tighter, saying lazily, "Not too bad my foot... if possible, I just want to see you... always living well."
Always with a smile on her face.
Happily laughing foolishly.
Ah, his little girl.
