Chapter 192: I Have Ice Cream to Eat

After the meal.

Qin Guanglin sat at the head of the bed, holding a book in one hand, while the other was being held by He Fang, who gently massaged her belly.

Although the pain had subsided, it was still uncomfortable during her period, but a light press would offer a lot of relief.

"I love this part with him and the fox the most," He Fang leaned lazily against the pillow, reading "The Little Prince" with Qin Guanglin on his lap—a fairy tale written for adults that was clean and simple, yet touched the soul.

"I need to take a good look at it," Qin Guanglin gently turned to the next page, fingers caressing the old, yellowed, and somewhat frayed edges of the pages, feeling a subtle sensation in his heart.