In the winter afternoon, sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling window.
Warm, just right.
Like a little kitten, Ye Anran snuggled up next to Bo Jinyu, her hands wrapped around his stomach, legs draped over his long ones, squinting her eyes like a koala as she drifted off to sleep.
She had always been a good baby that could eat and sleep well.
In Bo Jinyu's words, a young child in her twenties, carefree, would fall asleep the moment her eyes shut.
He was always enviably affected by this.
Just after couple words exchanged with her, and a glance down, indeed, she had already closed her eyes, her even breathing softly exhaling beside his ear, the warm breath brushing against it.
He, with a gentle smile, reached out and softly pinched her little ear, gently rubbing it.
Her skin, like her earlobes, was exceptionally delicate, blushing with the lightest tease, especially the ear tips, not to be touched, for they would turn red at the slightest movement, irresistibly cute.
