Mu Yichen listened to his wife's somewhat unconvinced voice and turned to look at her, just as Qin Mu's burning gaze met his. The two locked eyes, and for a moment, it was as if all the others sitting around them became transparent, and they only had eyes for each other.
At night, Mu Yichen was coaxing Huanhuan to sleep. Huanhuan tossed and turned next to him and then mumbled, "I want Mommy to sleep with me!"
"Hm? Why do you suddenly want Mommy to sleep with you?"
Mu Yichen lowered his head to ask her, and Huanhuan stretched out a hand to touch her little face: "I just want to sleep with Mommy."
Little children always have these sudden whims.
"But Mommy is taking a bath right now, how about I call her over after she's done?"
Mu Yichen's hand gently held his daughter's small one, and he looked at her with a doting expression as he asked.
"Okay then! Daddy, I want to sleep with both of you!"