The yandere, arrogant man is online, a green tea bitch, whispering "my darling".

Sang Wang gave the little girl some digestive pills before slowly carrying her upstairs and carefully taking her into the bathroom to wash up.

Feeling sleepy after eating, Yu Jiusi lazily leaned on Sang Wang's shoulder, yawning, and closed her eyes drowsily with her head tilted to the side.

Even when Sang Wang helped her wash her face, she only frowned slightly without opening her eyes, her fair and rosy face resting on his shoulder.

When Sang Wang carried the girl out of the bathroom, she had already fallen asleep. He carefully placed her in the quilt.

He kissed the little girl's cheek before turning and going into the bathroom to wash up. After quickly finishing, he slowly lifted the covers and lay down.

He had just lain down when the little girl next to him, drawn by the warmth, rolled over and snuggled into his arms, finding a comfortable spot to continue sleeping.

Sang Wang froze for a moment when he was suddenly hugged, and turned his head to look at the little girl who was rubbing against his shoulder looking for a place.

Sang Wang, his eyes half-closed, gazed at the top of the little girl's soft, black hair, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection, and gently rubbed his chin against it affectionately.

With a long arm, he embraced the person and closed his eyes.

The people inside had already turned off the lights and gone to sleep, while Big Yellow, who was guarding the door, was left with only the cold, hard floor.

In the middle of the night, Sang Wang, finding his arms empty, once again found the little girl curled up at the foot of the bed. As usual, he held her in his arms and comforted her for a while before slowly moving back.

He felt it was necessary to replace the bed at home with a larger one.

Otherwise, he was really afraid that the little girl with her "bold" sleeping posture would roll onto the floor one day when he wasn't looking.

The first thing Sang Baobao did when she woke up the next day was to check if the little girl was still in her arms.

My first thought was that the little girl had left again, but a few seconds later I realized something was wrong.

Look to the left, there's no one there.

Look to the right, there's a little girl who rarely gets to sleep in, hanging precariously by the bed.

With a forceful pull, Sang Wang's arm, which was pressed under the little girl's waist, easily rolled the girl, who was lying on the edge of the bed, back to him.

He picked her up, sat on the bed, and looked out the window, slowly regaining his senses.

He curled the sweet, soft little girl into his arms, rested his chin on her shoulder, leaned affectionately against her, and even rubbed against her softly.

Soft, messy hair draped over her eyelids, her beautiful, angelic face carrying a dazed, confused look, as she instinctively drew closer to the person in her arms.

About ten minutes later, the soft, motionless person in my arms started to wriggle restlessly, closing their eyes, stretching their neck, and rubbing against me affectionately.

A soft whimper escaped her throat, languid and slightly grumpy from waking up.

Having regained consciousness, Sang Wang pulled her closer to his chest, letting her rest her head weakly on his neck.

His fair, rosy cheeks were pressed against Sang Wang's shoulder, distorting his features. His delicate, handsome brows furrowed and relaxed repeatedly.

Sang Wang gently held the little girl who didn't want to get out of bed in one arm and patted her back with the other, coaxing her, "Sweetie, it's time to get up."

With a face full of grumpiness and a strong aversion to getting out of bed, Luo Bo frowned, closed her eyes, and irritably arched her head, exuding an air of impatience and irritability.

Sang Wang, whose neck was nuzzled by the fluffy head, indulged her without any principles, "Okay, I won't get up, I'll sleep a little longer."

Sang Wang put the little girl who was still in bed back into the quilt, got out of bed to wash up, and went downstairs to make breakfast when he found that Aunt Yun had returned.

So he instructed Aunt Yun to prepare two breakfasts before slowly going upstairs to wake the little girl up.

In the short time it took him to go downstairs, the little girl who was sleeping at the head of the bed rolled all the way to the foot of the bed and almost fell off.

Sang Wang's delicate features were filled with helplessness. He came to the foot of the bed, picked up the little girl, and coaxed her gently, "Sweetie, it's time to get up and have breakfast."

The little girl, who had been fast asleep, finally opened her eyes with a frown, though only a slit, which proved that she was slowly waking up.

A dazed Yu Jiusi raised her little head and stared at Sang Wang for a long time. Her slow brain only turned slowly. As if she recognized him, she slowly leaned over and pulled a handful of his hair.

Her little mouth moved slightly, as if she was saying something.

Sang Wang looked down at the little girl's mouth, which had moved but no sound came out. His large, beautiful hands, with their distinct knuckles, gently cupped her soft, delicate face. His deep, captivating eyes asked, "What are you saying, sweetie?"

His eyes dimmed slightly, and his fingertips gently traced the other person's lips, looking somewhat lost and thoughtful.

If the little girl could speak, her voice would surely be soft and lovely.

With Sang Wang supporting her face, Yu Jiusi moved her mouth again in a daze, but still no sound came out.

Sang Wang leaned close to the little girl, his eyelashes drooping to hide the sadness in his eyes. He shouldn't ask for too much.

Meeting this young girl in this second life is already a gift from heaven; he shouldn't ask for too much.

The sleepy little girl yawned and nestled in his arms. Sang Wang lowered his head and kissed the top of her head. He just sat there holding her, not doing anything else.

For some reason, I felt that holding the little girl like this would wake her up.

Silence returned to the room.

Ten minutes later, the little girl, who was still half asleep in his arms, slowly opened her eyes, stretched, and showed no intention of leaving. Instead, under Sang Wang's gaze, she slowly got out of bed and wobbled off to wash up.

Sang Wang followed, still worried, but was stopped in his tracks by the closed door as soon as he reached it.

Worried that the little girl might fall, yet hesitant about whether to go in, Sang Wang stood at the door, staring at the tightly closed frosted glass door.

"Sweetie, be careful not to fall."

One minute later.

"Have you found the toothbrush and small towel?"

Three minutes later.

"Sweetie, are you still awake?"

Five minutes later.

"good……"

Before the stay-at-home dad could finish his rambling, the tightly closed door suddenly opened, and a bright-eyed little girl stared at him expressionlessly.

The rest of his words were cut off as Sang Wang looked down and met the girl's complex gaze. The two looked at each other.

Suddenly, he raised his hand and smeared something on his face.

It has a soft and moist feel.

Sang Wang, caught off guard, kept his head down and remained motionless. He glanced at the little girl's hand and saw that it was the small towel he had specially prepared for her.

Is the little girl washing his face?

Sang Wang stood there, surprised yet obedient, letting the little girl rub her face all over him.

Yu Jiusi tried her best to raise her hand and carefully wiped her childhood friend's face. The other's obedient and gentle appearance pleased her, and her movements became much gentler.

After wiping her face, Luo Bo looked at her childhood sweetheart's fair and beautiful face, feeling a surge of pride.

Today is another beautiful day for Treasure!

After washing his face for the second time, Sang Wang looked down with a blank and innocent expression, his bangs slightly messy and sticking up, his fair and delicate skin glowing.

Lin Sen hurriedly brought over the clothes, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw his noble young master tying the little girl's hair with a comb.

Lin Sen was numb after a night of desperate self-hypnosis.