An Yizhi held a wooden doll in his small hand, wobbled over to Xiao Changyi, grinned, and opened his little arms wide, wanting Xiao Changyi to hold him.
Xiao Changyi's cold eyes were full of warmth, his stern facial contours softened, gently wrapping his arms around the little An Yizhi. The little guy was so small; he felt as if he was holding just a tiny bit, making him afraid to squeeze too hard and only hold him lightly. Meanwhile, his heart had long melted into a soft mess.
An Yiqi and An Yiqi also had a wooden doll each, but Su Yixing, their second brother, refused to take the dolls from them, so they started using their dolls to hit each other's. As An Jing cuddled them, they played joyously.
"My Lele is tired again, look at her little eyes closing. Haha, Boss, I'll take her back to sleep for a bit, then I'll come find you later." Saying this, Ye Zhi carried the tired and sleeping Gong Le back to the courtyard where she stayed.
