Chapter 97 Genetic Mutation?

A small hand was still holding onto his finger.

This was probably the difference between daughters and sons.

He had also put that brat to sleep before, but once the brat fell asleep, he would only turn his butt towards him.

Qin Nanyu put down the storybook, gently lifted his hand, and extracted his finger from Ji Xingyao's palm, tucking her in properly.

Sitting by the bed, staring at the Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling in the bed who looked as innocent as a little angel while sleeping, for some reason, the face of that woman Ji Weitian suddenly flashed through his mind.

Qin Nanyu was momentarily dazed for a second.

When he realized he was actually thinking about a troublemaker, his brow furrowed slightly.

Bending down, he placed a kiss on Little Glutinous Rice Dumpling's forehead and whispered with barely parted lips, "Sweetheart, good night."