Zhao Gushen noticed that the little one's dazed expression upon waking up closely resembled Ye Fei.
Both seemed confused for a few seconds, unsure of where they were.
Once the little one realized he was in Zhao Gushen's arms, to Zhao Gushen's surprise, his first reaction wasn't rejection.
Instead, he snuggled a few times against him like a puppy.
In his drowsy state, he called out, "Uncle."
Then, he comfortably tilted his head onto Zhao Gushen's chest and continued sleeping.
Xiao Mo's subconscious trust response made Zhao Gushen smile uncontrollably.
Looking down at the little one sleeping soundly in his arms, Zhao Gushen couldn't help but lower his head and plant a gentle kiss on Xiao Mo's tender cheek.
Xiao Mo's face still carried a faint milky scent, which Zhao Gushen found calming and gave him a warm feeling.
Looking up again, he turned to Ye Fei, "Let's go up."
Ye Fei nodded and followed behind.
