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Lin Ye looked down at her.

The lights that occasionally flashed past the car window cast flickering shadows on his face.

He placed his palm on the back of Xiaodouzi's head, his knuckles slightly curled, and casually stroked her hair.

"It's about a little girl—her name is Flora!" Little Pocket lifted her head off his arm, waving her hands in the air.

"She's ice skating with a little penguin! The ice is so pretty—it's sparkly!" She tilted her head back, her eyes filled with longing.

"They spin around on the ice, and they even jump up and spin! Whoosh—whoosh—" she said, and she bounced on her seat herself, almost slipping off.

Lin Ye quickly reached out and caught her, his smile deepening: "That sounds interesting."

"Yes! It's super interesting!" Little Pocket nodded vigorously.

Then her voice suddenly softened, and she became quiet. Her fingers began to circle the strap of the schoolbag in her arms, round and round.

"Duoduo said she's never ice skated before..."

He lowered his head, as if talking to his backpack: "He asked if I wanted to go together on Saturday..."

After saying that, Xiao Douzi raised his eyelids and glanced quickly at Lin Ye before lowering them again.

"So what did you say?"

"I said... I'll go back and think about it." The little boy mumbled these words, his mouth full of them.

Xiao Douzi lowered her head and pursed her lips slightly.

Lin Ye turned to look at her.

Xiao Douzi had clearly seemed interested before, so what is she hesitating about?

"Little Douzi," Lin Ye bent down, looking into her eyes, "don't you want to give it a try?"

Xiao Douzi raised his head, a glint flashed in his eyes, but he quickly lowered them again, his fingers tightening the straps of his schoolbag.

"I was thinking..."

"But—" She bit her lip, raised her eyelids to look at Lin Ye, her tone somewhat bewildered.

"Ice skating looks so hard... those skates, the bottom is so narrow, just one strip..." She held up her finger to show the width, her voice filled with uncertainty.

"To wear that and spin around on the ice...I...I really can do it?"

Lin Ye looked at her longing yet apprehensive expression and couldn't help but smile.

His hand returned to the top of Xiaodouzi's head, his palm warm, his voice soft but firm.

"Of course!"

He paused, then raised the lilt at the end of his sentence: "Our little one is so smart, she'll definitely learn it quickly!"

The little boy's eyes lit up a bit from his praise, but he still kept his lips pursed.

Lin Ye bent down even lower, bringing his face close to hers, and lowered his voice, as if sharing a secret:

"And, my godfather is really good at ice skating."

Little Douzi's eyes widened in surprise. "Really?" she exclaimed.

"Of course it's true." Lin Ye remained expressionless. Although he hadn't touched it for many years, teaching a little kid was still more than enough for him.

"Godfather will go with you tomorrow, and I promise to turn our little DouDou—" He stretched out his finger and gently tapped the tip of DouDou's nose, "into an ice skating master!"

The hesitation in Xiaodouzi's eyes was completely swept away by those words, replaced by sparkling admiration.

"Godfather is so amazing! He can do everything!" She rested her chin on her fists, looking up at Lin Ye as if he were the most incredible person in the world.

"Little Douzi is going! I'll go home and arrange a time with Duoduo!"

Lin Ye nodded, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.

Xiao Douzi's emotions came and went quickly; once the ice skating arrangement was finalized, she immediately relaxed.

She leaned back against Lin Ye's arm, her legs swinging gently on the edge of the seat, and began to ramble on about kindergarten again.

"Godfather, let me tell you, Little Fatty wet the bed during his afternoon nap today."

She spoke in a low voice, as if she were conveying a major classified message, and her expression was extremely serious.

"He cried for a long, long time—" Xiao Douzi spread her arms wide, making a huge gesture.

"No matter how the teacher tried to coax him, it wouldn't work. In the end, she had no choice but to call his mother to come and pick him up."

She sighed, her expression filled with sorrow.

"Little Fatty's pants were still wet when he left, so pitiful."

Lin Ye looked down at her, a mischievous glint in his eyes, and couldn't help but tease her, "Did Xiao Douzi wet the bed?"

Little Douzi's eyes widened instantly, her face flushed red, and her voice rose: "Little Douzi is a five-year-old big kid! She wouldn't wet the bed!"

She spoke urgently and earnestly, as if afraid that Lin Ye would misunderstand that she still wet the bed.

Lin Ye was amused by her flustered appearance and chubby cheeks. He reached out and pinched her cheeks. "Really? Then our little dumpling is very capable."

The little boy's arrogance was instantly extinguished by the pinch and the compliment.

Her face turned red again.

This time it was because I was shy.

She felt a little embarrassed that she had to be praised for something so small.

But she also really liked it when Lin Ye praised her.

She finally lowered her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering twice, and with a slightly embarrassed hum, said, "No, not really..."

Despite saying that, she honestly rubbed her head against Lin Ye's palm.

Just like a little kitten.

Lin Ye felt as if his heart had been squeezed hard by an invisible hand, leaving it completely soft.

He almost couldn't resist scooping the little guy into his arms and showering his face with kisses—

But reason prevailed at the last moment, preventing him from having such a dangerous idea.

Little Douzi is too easily embarrassed; we mustn't scare her.

So he restrained himself, and simply lowered his head to give Xiaodouzi a light, fleeting kiss on the left cheek.

Xiao Douzi's face suddenly flushed red.

Her cheeks flushed red all the way down to the base of her neck, and even her earlobes turned pink.

Lin Ye was about to straighten up when his collar was gently tugged.

The little girl grabbed his collar, mustered her courage, and quickly leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.

It's soft, warm, and has a subtle milky aroma.

Then she let go, shrank to the side, and buried her face in the gap between Lin Ye's arm and the back of the seat, only revealing a bright red little ear and the back of her head.

It shrunk into an ostrich.

Lin Ye was stunned for a moment.

"A little bag?"

The little ostrich's muffled voice came from the crack: "The teacher said... when a loved one expresses affection, you should respond..."

After saying that, she buried her face even deeper, and the back of her neck turned pink.

Lin Ye looked down at the small figure huddled up, as if trying to squeeze himself into the seat, and chuckled.

He awkwardly reached out and touched the furry head, stroking it gently.

My heart felt like it had turned into a puddle of water, bubbling and gurgling.

Outside the window, the sky was a grayish-blue hue of early winter evening. The streetlights were already on, and clusters of orange light swept past the car window, flickering into the carriage.

Lin Ye leaned back in his chair and suddenly thought of Mu Chenfeng and his friends who had daughters.

No wonder they can't even call out to their daughter when they're resting, ever since they had her.

This feeling of having a precious daughter at home—

That was so awesome!