If it weren't for lack of options, she wouldn't have taken the crib sheets to make the bed.
Huo Jingting's face went completely rigid upon hearing this.
Gu Nanqiao placed Little Douya to the side, "I'm turning off the light."
"Mm."
She raised her hand to turn off the ceiling light, and the bedroom plunged into darkness. Gu Nanqiao lay down on her side and could faintly make out Huo Jingting's stiff sleeping posture by the moonlight.
The intense, nauseating smell of milk and the pink sheets and covers made him extremely uncomfortable.
The more Gu Nanqiao thought about it, the harder it was to suppress her laughter. In the end, she couldn't hold it in and let out a soft laugh.
Chengcheng's arrival had significantly improved her mood. Facing him these past few days, she no longer felt the strong resistance she once did.
Huo Jingting extended his long arm to wrap around her waist and gently called out, "Xiaoqiao."
"Mm?"
