On Saturday morning, sunlight quietly spilled into the room through the gaps in the curtains.
No alarm clock, no work pressure, Huang Jun woke up naturally.
The moment he opened his eyes...
A deep sense of appreciation surged in his heart: Indeed, vacation days are the most pleasant.
He lay on the soft bed, slightly turned, and looked to the left...
He saw Qingqing lying quietly beside him, her small body wrapped in the quilt, like a serene little angel.
His gaze shifted to the right and saw Weiwei.
The little one's sleeping face was equally peaceful, seemingly immersed in a beautiful dream, with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth.
He quietly watched these two little cuties for a moment...
Unable to resist, he leaned over and gently kissed Qingqing's soft cheek, then turned to Weiwei, leaving the same mark on her face.
The next second...
Weiwei, who was still asleep, suddenly let out a soft "hmm," then slowly opened her eyes.
Oops, not good!
