"And then, the bird mother grew old, and Chirp Chirp and Tweet Tweet were very filial, they caught bugs for her to eat... "
As the story ended, Huang Tao asked with a smile, "Xuanxuan, what would you do if daddy grows old?"
Xuanxuan blinked her big eyes and said earnestly, "I'll catch big bugs for you to eat."
Huang Tao: "..."
He accepted this filial piety, but as for the big bugs, maybe not...
He leaned down to kiss Xuanxuan on the forehead and said softly, "Alright, tonight's bedtime story is over, sleep tight! Daddy will tell you another one tomorrow night."
Xuanxuan nodded and obediently closed her eyes.
Huang Tao adjusted her quilt again.
Lying on his side next to her, he quietly gazed at her little face.
The warm orange light silently cast on the bed, illuminating Xuanxuan's little face.
The little one slept peacefully, her thin lips slightly curved, creating a gentle arc.
Watching his daughter slowly drift into a deep sleep, a tender smile formed on his own lips.
