Claudia Ross walked over to the crib, leaning in to take a good look at her child. She hadn't had a proper look at her adorable Xixi all day and night.
Xixi slept soundly, quietly without a sound, her angelic face already taking shape.
Claudia Ross couldn't help but reach out her hand to gently stroke Xixi's soft little face. Her skin was so soft and smooth, it was irresistible.
Wyatt Perry gently wrapped his arm around her shoulder and said, "She looks a lot like you."
"She'll change as she grows. They say girls who resemble their fathers are blessed, but I'd rather she looks like you."
Claudia Ross turned her head, her eyes full of tenderness as she gazed at Wyatt Perry.
"Haha." Wyatt Perry curled his lips and tenderly kissed Claudia Ross's forehead. "You've sacrificed so much for Xixi; she should look like you."
"You work so hard to provide for us. If she looks like you, I wouldn't mind either."
