Sigh, don't think about it, don't think about it anymore.
So annoying.
...
Huo Zun, busy with work until late at night, walked into the room and saw the little girl curled up completely under the covers, not coming out. His blue eyes squinted slightly, a dark light flashing through them.
He gently approached and carefully pulled down the thin blanket, revealing the small palm-sized face of the woman.
"Mmm..."
Hua Nuan slept sweetly, her peaceful appearance resembling that of an angel.
Although Hua Nuan went through a rebellious phase, constantly liking to shout obscenities.
Huo Zun knew that the woman did this on purpose.
Huo Zun affectionately raised his hand and placed it on the woman's hair, the corners of his mouth tilting upward.
"Good night, Little Nuannuan."
"Mmm."
In her dreams, Hua Nuan always felt someone with a large hand gently stroking her forehead, and the movements were incomparably gentle, almost able to drip water.
So comfortable.
