Jian Ran held Tang Bao in her arms, sleeping soundly through the night.
When she woke up the next day, she noticed a damp patch on her chest and helplessly curved her lips into a smile.
But the little girl had no idea and clung to Jian Ran, reluctant to let go.
Jian Ran curled her lips into a smile, bent down, and kissed the little girl's lips.
"Tang Baobao, baby, good morning... time to wake up."
"Mm, Mommy, play music."
"Okay."
Jian Ran took out her phone, skillfully found the music playlist, and then found Tang Bao's favorite song.
Follow me, left hand, right hand, a slow motion, right hand, left hand, a slow motion, and repeat, this song brings you joy, have you fallen in love with me.
The familiar melody started, and Tang Bao, who was still a bit sleepy, quickly perked up.
Jian Ran couldn't help but laugh silently; it was never herself who could wake Tang Bao up.
It was...
Her favorite idol.
At the thought, Jian Ran felt a surge of jealousy.
Uh...
Feeling unhappy.