Huo Jingting went to the bathroom to wash up, then changed clothes and came out.
Little Douya was not yet full, sucking with puffy little cheeks. He came over, sat on the bed's edge, and reached out to embrace her waist.
Gu Nanqiao's heart skipped a beat, but she did not struggle.
Her gaze lowered, looking at the tender little face, she couldn't help but think, if only their lives had been smooth from the start, without those setbacks and hardships, how nice would that have been?
Perhaps they would have married as soon as they graduated from university, Little Douya would have been born early, no separation, no rape, no pain and entanglement.
If it were really like that, how nice would it be.
Gu Nanqiao leaned against his chest for a while, feeling sleepiness sweeping over her again. She moved her body a little, finding a comfortable position.
After Little Douya was full, she didn't cry anymore, instead she stared wide-eyed, amusing herself for a while.
