Bai Zhun reached out to extinguish the cigarette in the ashtray. He waited until the smell of the cigarette was almost gone before he returned to his bedroom.
Ajiu had already fallen asleep. Her fair and slender ankles were sticking out from under the quilt. She also had a pair of very beautiful feet. Even her toes were so shiny that it was pleasing to the eye.
This was probably the cleanness and tenderness that was unique to her youth.
Of course, this also had something to do with Bai Zhun's way of raising her.
As long as Bai Zhun was around, he would never let Ajiu's hands get dirty. Feeding her was nothing. Bai Zhun even washed her hands personally.
That was why she had such delicate and pure white skin.
Anyone who saw her would think that the child was unbelievably clean.
This was also what Bai Zhun wanted.
His Ajiu was naturally different from all the people in the world.
