Chapter 89: Other People's Children

Did you see that, my daughter told him to sit... If it were Qin Morui, that stinky boy, he probably wouldn't even give him a proper glance.

The contrast was too stark, making Qin Nanyu's heart subtly harbor an inappropriate thought.

He had just reached out to rub Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling's head, but before he touched her, she had already wiggled her little bottom and snuggled into his arms.

On his lap, she found a comfortable position and nestled into his embrace.

Tilting up her little face, she smiled at him, "Daddy, hug～"

...

Qin Nanyu's body stiffened.

Even when a soft little hand grabbed his finger, he forgot how he should react.

All he felt was a daughter in his arms, acting coquettish and cute. Just one smile from her dissipated all the fatigue from his day's work.

Qin Nanyu's lips slightly pursed, trying to appear calm to avoid frightening the Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling in his arms, "You just told them your name is..."