His Beloved Treasure

Mu Yichen listened to his wife’s somewhat unconvinced voice and turned to look at her, just as Qin Mu’s burning gaze met his. The two locked eyes, and for a moment, it was as if all the others sitting around them became transparent, and they only had eyes for each other.

At night, Mu Yichen was coaxing Huanhuan to sleep. Huanhuan tossed and turned next to him and then mumbled, ”I want Mommy to sleep with me!”

”Hm? Why do you suddenly want Mommy to sleep with you?”

Mu Yichen lowered his head to ask her, and Huanhuan stretched out a hand to touch her little face: ”I just want to sleep with Mommy.”

Little children always have these sudden whims.

”But Mommy is taking a bath right now, how about I call her over after she’s done?”

Mu Yichen’s hand gently held his daughter’s small one, and he looked at her with a doting expression as he asked.

”Okay then! Daddy, I want to sleep with both of you!”

Huanhuan lay next to her father, gazing at him, feeling like he loved her very much, so she added another soft sentence.

Mu Yichen...

This child really had a new idea every day.

”Then shall Daddy take you to Mommy and Daddy’s room? But just for tonight, okay?”

”Mhm-mhm!”

Huanhuan immediately turned around in his arms, waiting excitedly.

Mu Yichen helplessly raised his hand to touch her hair, then carried her to the bedroom.

When Qin Mu came out of the bathroom with her hair dry, she was naturally happy to see her daughter lying in the bed. Huanhuan giggled, ”Mimi! Huanhuan wants to sleep with you.”

”Okay!”

Qin Mu softly replied to her, climbing into bed to hold her.

Mu Yichen was on the phone by the window. Hearing their mother-daughter soft voices, he turned his head for a glance, then continued talking on the phone.

”Yes! Send it to my email.”

After Mu Yichen finished the call, he walked back to the bedside: ”She insisted on sleeping with us tonight.”

”No problem! If Huanhuan wants to sleep with Mommy and Daddy, then she will sleep with us, right?”

”Mhm-mhm!”

Huanhuan nestled in her arms, nodded vigorously, and turned to hug Qin Mu with her forehead inevitably rubbing in Qin Mu’s embrace, as if...

Qin Mu felt something was off, her face slowly reddening as she looked down to see her daughter’s forehead moving higher and those little hands crawling inside from the neckline of her pajamas.

Qin Mu...

Mu Yichen also noticed his daughter’s actions, thinking she was over three years old, but could he really stop her?

But then seeing his woman being snatched away, Mu Yichen sighed, lay back on the bed, and told himself he saw nothing.

Qin Mu didn’t look up at him but whispered softly into Huanhuan’s ear.

However, Huanhuan reluctantly withdrew her hand and still looked up to mumble softly, ”Mommy, there’s milk-milk!”

Qin Mu...

There was indeed just a little bit left.

But this little one seemed to fondly recall the days of breastfeeding.

Qin Mu, seeing the need in Huanhuan’s eyes, couldn’t help but let out a wry smile.

”No way!”

Huanhuan pouted her little mouth in a sulk.

”Really, no way!”

Qin Mu still signaled her with her eyes.

Huanhuan’s eyes began to well up with unwilling tears: ”Mimi doesn’t love Huanhuan anymore, Mimi only wants little brother.”

Qin Mu was shocked at this...

After Huanhuan fell asleep, Mu Yichen crawled behind Qin Mu to hold her: ”What’s with Huanhuan tonight?”

”I don’t know!”

Qin Mu was curious too—everything had been fine at dinner, so why the sudden clinginess?

”Sigh! A girl’s mind is really hard to guess,” Mu Yichen lamented.

Qin Mu turned to look at him, couldn’t help laughing, ”Is it?”

”Mhm!”

Mu Yichen peered into her embrace and whispered, ”Did she take her hand out?”

”No!”

Mu Yichen sighed again: ”Well, she’s the daughter, she’s the boss!”

Qin Mu laughed again at his words: ”Initially, I really didn’t think you’d be a good dad. I always felt you didn’t even like kids, let alone take care of them or have the patience for them.”

”And then?” Mu Yichen asked softly.

”I was stunned!”

Qin Mu replied to him and took the opportunity to turn around and hold him: ”Mu Yi, you’re so good!”

Mu Yichen...

”Hold me!”

Qin Mu commanded in a low voice, nestled in his embrace.

Mu Yichen wrapped his arms around her back, secretly delighted.

Because when Qin Mu turned around, that little hand was no longer in her embrace.

Meaning, he finally had her to himself.

After a while of intimacy, Mu Yichen returned to his side of the bed, still wary of Huanhuan’s slipshod sleeping habits causing her to fall off.

The next day, when Huanhuan woke up and saw her daddy sleeping beside her, her little face flushed with embarrassment and she immediately burrowed into her mother’s embrace again!