Nuannuan ran excitedly to Yun Ya, holding Yun Ya's hand: "She is my godmother. Handsome brother, do you like her?"
Yan Song chuckled: "I like her."
Lin Sili was too embarrassed to look.
"But, you can't call me Brother."
"Then what should I call you?" she asked innocently with upturned eyes.
"Since you call her godmother, you can only call me godfather."
Nuannuan curiously glanced at Lin Sili; with her limited little mind, she couldn't yet comprehend such complex titles.
However, Nuannuan's emotional intelligence was impressive; she quickly shouted sweetly, godfather.
The smile on Yan Song's face became more genuine, as he ruffled her little head.
"Good girl."
Yan Song in this moment was something Yun Ya had never seen before, a serene smile graced her lips, warming her heart slightly.
In the deep, quiet night, in the depth of passion, he whispered in her ear, every word piercing her soul, tender and lingering.
"If you really like children, then let's adopt one."
