Xiao Bao was fussed over by him for a while and finally shook awake, lazily lifting his eyelids, his eyes like black agate, dark and bright.
The corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, and just as he lifted his eyelids, Xu Niannian happened to see it.
There was a kind of languid beauty that only supremely gorgeous people possess when they open their eyes.
Xu Niannian didn't know if it was just her imagination.
Jin Yu sat on the edge of the bed, a bottle in one hand, feeding Xiao Bao.
The bottle was placed to Xiao Bao's lips, and Xu Niannian saw her little treasure sniff it gently like a little puppy—as if determining it was his food—before slowly opening his mouth to begin his feeding journey.
For a moment, Xu Niannian felt like she was watching a noble from some royal court dining gracefully.
Xu Niannian was amused by this thought, shook her head, and leaned over Jin Yu's shoulder to watch Xiao Bao eat.
"Wife…" Jin Yu called out.
"Hmm, what's up?" Xu Niannian asked.
