When Qiao Chengxun opened his eyes, his vision blurred for a short time.
In that moment, he saw the hazy but adorable silhouette of the young girl heading towards the bathroom.
Qiao Chengxun sat up slowly, looking around to find the bed in disarray.
He couldn't help but recall last night's childish frolics with the young girl, and his thinly sculpted lips curved into a charming smile involuntarily, a hint of doting affection barely discernible in his eyes.
Why did he suddenly feel like a dad doting on his daughter?
Rustle...
The sound of flowing water came from the bathroom; his girl was taking a shower.
That's good, so he wouldn't have to face her scolding.
Although her scolding was becoming more adorable, it was still unpleasant to be on the receiving end of such words.
Qiao Chengxun cleared his mind, got out of bed, picked up his clothes, and after getting dressed, he left.