When Li Yan returned home at night, it was already midnight.
When he returned to the bedroom, Qiao Mu was nowhere to be seen.
In the middle of the night, this little thing was not sleeping in bed. Where did it go?
Li Yan stood in the corridor and saw a glimmer of light in the study. He walked over and pushed open the door. He was about to teach the little one a lesson for staying up late to work, but he saw her petite body lying on the desk and sleeping.
His handsome brows furrowed, and his movements lightened. He walked to Qiao Mu's side and gently placed her in his embrace. Just as he lifted her up, the little woman in his embrace grunted and opened her eyes with narrowed eyes.
"Uncle, you're back." Qiao Mu raised her head and saw that it was Li Yan. She tilted her head and leaned against his chest.
"Why aren't you in bed? Why are you sleeping here?" Although Li Yan's tone was very light, it carried a hint of blame.