The big eyes were closed, with long eyeliner, thick eyelashes that are long and curled, showing a slightly golden brown-black color under the light. The small lips were exceedingly pink and slightly parted, revealing neat, beautiful little white teeth.
Staring at the little thing in his son's arms, Gai Wenhao suddenly recalled many years ago, when his son, who he held in his arms...
His heart suddenly felt soft.
"See me in the study later!"
The tone of this sentence was noticeably displeased, but it was clear that the voice was kept very low, clearly not wanting to wake the child.
"Okay."
Xicheng responded softly, holding the little one while going upstairs.
Back in the bedroom, he gently and quietly took off his socks and clothes, carefully placing him into the small bed.
The little one, having been fiddled with, hummed in slight displeasure. He raised his hand to gently pat the little one's bottom, and in a moment, the little one fell back to sleep peacefully.
