The next day, Qi Sheng woke up very early.
But a certain little girl was up even earlier than him.
The two of them, one big and one small, stared at each other for a moment before breaking into a smile.
"Uncle, Mommy is so lazy. She's still not awake."
Tang Guo couldn't help but whisper when she saw Liu Rong still fast asleep.
"Ahem, Mommy was probably just too tired."
Qi Sheng recalled teasing Liu Rong twice the night before and couldn't help but speak up for her.
"Mhm, then let's not bother Mommy. Uncle, can you carry me to wash up?"
Tang Guo obediently stretched out her arms, experiencing a father's love she had never felt before.
"Let's go."
Qi Sheng got dressed and carried Tang Guo out of the bedroom.
In the living room, the old couple was whispering to each other.
Seeing Qi Sheng carrying Tang Guo, Mrs. Liu hurried over with a smile. "Ah Sheng, you go wash up. Just leave this little girl to me."
"No, I want Uncle to carry me to wash up."
