Song Zhen carried Gu Xinzhou toward the bed.
It was a small bed, only one and a half meters wide.
But the child was small, and Gu Xinzhou was thin; there was enough room for the two of them to sleep.
Song Zhen looked at that delicate little face, about to bend over to put Gu Xinzhou down, but he noticed the child's large eyes rolling under the eyelids.
This is...
Awake?
Song Zhen inhaled sharply!
Anxiety surged through him!
But...
He was also looking forward to it! Ahhh!
He feigned calmness, bending over to place Gu Xinzhou on the edge of the bed, letting her lean into his embrace, and then reached for the blanket.
There was a force under the blanket, subtly resisting him.
It wasn't that he couldn't pull it away.
He was just afraid that if he pulled too hard, the child might become upset.
He furrowed his brows.
He couldn't help feeling troubled as various wild thoughts crowded his mind.