Pei Chenyang didn't continue teasing her, as his daughter had woken up, mouth wide open, crying loudly... Tutu, the little friend, was very hungry, starving actually, nearly crying as soon as she arrived.
Zhao Mengmeng couldn't care less about him because the little tyrant next to her was harder to take care of than Kus.
"Be good, Tutu, mommy is going to feed you now, don't cry," Zhao Mengmeng said as she lifted the little blanket and picked up her daughter.
During this time, Tutu changed every day, becoming fairer and lovelier, showing her beautiful potential clearly.
Moreover, she resembled Pei Chenyang, having picked the best features from both her mom and dad, and even at such a young age, you could already see the outlines of a future beauty.
Pei Chenyang's heart was melting, as he hadn't seen his daughter for over a week.
People say, "A day apart seems like three autumns," but to him, it felt like decades.
