Thank you for insisting on giving birth to their daughter when he was the most asshole.

Also, as if it was a relief, so that for the rest of his life, he could still see his daughter, whether stupid or mutilated, or otherwise, it was his daughter, the pearl of his palm, and the person he had to make up for for the rest of his life to love her.

It seemed that after a long time, when the light outside the curtain had gradually dimmed, there was a knock on the door, it was Shen Zhiqiu's voice.

"Wake Lan Lan up, she won't want to go to bed early at night if she sleeps too long."

When the words fell, Ye Zhichen rubbed his hair and sat up, and replied in a dumb voice, "Hmm." ”

Hearing the answer, Shen Zhiqiu's voice continued, "Then I'll wait for you." ”

Let Shen Zhiqiu wait outside, Ye Zhichen naturally didn't dare to slack off, quickly got up from the bed, put on his coat, and opened the door.

On the bed, leaving her father's warm and hard embrace, Xiao Lanlan wrinkled her nose and pouted and wanted to cry.

Even if she often took her, and even many times when Lan Xianshu was in a bad state, Lan Lan slept with her, but now looking at her with a crying look, Shen Zhiqiu also softened a little.

glanced at Ye Zhichen, who was silent beside him.

Ye Zhichen's gaze also slowly turned to her face, touched his nose, moved to the edge of the bed and sat down, and pinched Lan Lan's little face with his fingers.

Maybe it was because he had found that kind of dependent temperature, Lan Lan rubbed it directly on his fingertips.

His daughter's warm and soft little face rubbed against his fingertips, so intimate, Ye Zhichen slowly opened his palm, and the blue little face rubbed against his temperature to the palm, pouted, and slept peacefully.

Ye Zhichen turned around and glanced at Shen Zhiqiu, who was standing there without speaking.

It's not that he doesn't want to wake up his daughter, it's just, it's just, she's like this, where can he bear to wake her up again?!

Shen Zhiqiu was helpless, his chin raised, "Wake up, otherwise Shu'er will go to bed very late at night." ”

The man blinked, and decisively withdrew the hand holding his daughter's small face.

It's not that he doesn't want her to continue to sleep so sweetly, it's just, it's just......

Ye Zhichen secretly felt in his heart, daughter, compared to you, Dad is still a little partial to Mommy......

Xiao Lanlan, who left the palm of her hand, wrinkled her nose again, and the wings of her nose flapped lightly twice, and then struggled to open her eyes.

His eyes poured into his eyes little by little, and his wet eyes were black as if they had been washed with water, and he looked at Ye Zhichen without blinking.

The little mouth is high, as if complaining about his father, and when she slept the most, she withdrew his warmth.

Ye Zhichen pursed his mouth and smiled at her, his eyes narrowing with a smile.

Little Lanlan turned her head abruptly, not looking at her smiling dad over there.

The daughter got angry and stopped looking at him.

Ye Zhichen blinked, she was, was she throwing a tantrum at him?

Why does he think that such a little temper is so cute that his heart is crisp?!

Shen Zhiqiu also felt a little unbelievable, Lan Lan had been a little autistic since she was born, and she had always been very indifferent to the outside world, and now, no, it was just now, the scene just now, was she coquettish to Ye Zhichen?

Is it?

Because I was woken up by my father, I got angry and ignored it, right?

Blinked, his gaze looked straight in Lan Lan's direction.

Lan Lan's little face was still carrying Ye Zhichen's back, and even the little mouth that was pouted just now was still so high......

I can't tell how I feel in my heart, watching her for three years, watching her grow almost every day, and now, now......

Is this the power of the Father's existence?

When she came in before, Lan Lan was sleeping next to him, and she couldn't see her expression from a distance, but Lan Lan was not so easy to sleep with a stranger, so is this the reason for her father's existence?

Her father gives her a sense of security, so can she be so naturally coquettish and angry?