The winter morning gently carries thick fog, adding a sharp color to the cold morning.
Huang Tao and Xuanxuan both woke up in the warm bed simultaneously.
"Daddy, hug me~"
Xuanxuan, with her fluffy hair and sleepy eyes, snuggled into Huang Tao's arms.
"Alright, give you a hug!"
Huang Tao reached out and embraced Xuanxuan.
The little one was soft as if she had no bones, holding her felt like having the whole world, so blissful.
Feeling her dependency, the drowsiness on his face naturally turned into a smile, and the fatigue on his face seemed to have faded as well.
He gently helped Xuanxuan straighten her somewhat messy hair.
Xuanxuan obediently nestled in her dad's arms, enjoying his presence, feeling his warmth through her pajamas, like a little hamster, tightly gripping his clothes with her little hands.
So obedient and gentle.
Xuanxuan fluttered her beautiful big eyes and said sweetly, "Daddy, I dreamed about you last night."
