He XiuYu saw Qiao Qingyu agree and the heavy furrow between his brows slowly unfolded, as he took He Xuerong to brush her teeth and wash her feet.
After the little girl was tidied up, she was placed back on the kang bed.
Being her uncle, there were naturally some inconveniences involved.
Qiao Qingyu couldn't help but speak up, "You go rest. I'll take care of things here."
"Thanks for your trouble."
"It's no problem."
After exchanging polite looks for a few seconds, the superficial couple averted their gazes from each other.
He XiuYu spoke softly with He Xuerong for a few moments before leaving the east room.
Qiao Qingyu had already finished washing up, and He XiuYu had thoughtfully prepared the footbath water for her.
It must be because of He Xuerong's arrival.
This was a man whose mind was delicate yet somehow not irritating.
Such a man could easily be fallen in love with.