Bai Qingqing leaned against him and said, "I'm hungry."
"I'll go prepare breakfast." Parker got to his feet right away. He merely took two steps, before turning his head back to glance at her. Seeing that she was indeed alive and kicking and still breathing, his lips curled up in a grin and he headed down with a heart brimming with joy.
Winston picked up An'an, whom no one was paying any attention to. The weight in his arms was so light that he panicked. He couldn't help but lighten his breathing, fearing that if he merely breathed harder, the female baby would be blown away.
He carefully touched An'an with his coarse and large hand, a touched feeling welling up in his chest. He couldn't help but comment, "She's so pretty."
Bai Qingqing: "Err…" Is there a problem with Winston's aesthetic sense?