Can He Be Better-Looking Than Me?

Ye Shengge woke up early the next day.

She blinked and turned around, only to be stunned.

The two kids were sleeping on Ji Shiting. Jinchen was pressing on the man's shoulder, and half of his body was on his arm. Jinqing was lying on the man's chest, drooling.

Ji Shiting turned to look at her, probably because he had heard something. He seemed to be trying to suppress his emotions.

Ye Shengge chuckled and quickly covered her mouth.

It seemed that Ji Shiting had woken up long ago, but the two kids were pressed against him. He didn't dare move because he didn't want to wake them up, so he could only continue to lie there.

Ye Shengge couldn't help chuckling gloatingly when she saw the plea for help in his eyes.

"Shengge," Ji Shiting called her name softly.

Ye Shengge fumbled for her phone on the bed and took a photo. She then carried the two kids off him.