The Anxieties of the Ancestral Master

On the following day, Zhouzhou's eyelids twitched, gradually opening as she stirred from her slumber.

Glancing out of the window, now bathed in the glow of daylight, she suddenly realized her oversight and chided herself for dozing off.

With a frustrated pat to her forehead with her chubby paw, she turned to An Ya beside her, her heart lightening upon seeing her.

Murmuring to herself, she shifted her chubby body, enfolding An Ya's face in her chubby paws and planted a kiss.

An Ya had been planning to gauge her daughter's reaction upon waking, but found herself greeted with a face full of affectionate gestures instead.

Unable to feign sleep any longer, she opened her eyes, smiling warmly at Zhouzhou. "Good morning."

"Good morning, Mommy," Zhouzhou replied in a sleepy tone, then proceeded to plant another kiss on her chin, reluctant to let go of her embrace.

Early as it was, An Ya's heart was already brimming with joy from her little princess.