Itch...
There was a strange feeling on Qin Gengxin's face. He frowned in his dream when he felt something on his face, making him feel itchy and uncomfortable.
Qin Wenqian was lying face down on the soft blanket beside him due to his sudden sitting up. Qin Gengxin struggled for a long time before finally sitting up. His eyes began to ache from the harsh sunlight. He narrowed his eyes and rubbed his forehead. Then, he lowered his head to look at the bundle next to him.
At first glance, it looks like a little girl who was familiar to him. Moreover, this little girl looks exactly like the Qin Wenqian he saw in the photo. At that moment, Qin Gengxin was stunned.
"Heh heh." Qin Wenqian obediently sat down next to him, holding a watercolor pen she had gotten from an unknown place, showing her crook teeth, looking happy as she tilted her head and looked at him, "Daddy, you're up!"
