Waiting for Yun Liuli’s Arrival

Perhaps Gu Qingcheng had his doubts. But looking at the way that child Yun Liuli was acting, that doubt dissipated.

Perhaps Gu Qingcheng himself didn't wish to delve into this deeper, as he treasured such interactions with Yun Liuli.

After finishing her breakfast, Yun Liuli watched as Gu Qingcheng cleared the dishes away, then squirmed over like a little kitten, wheedling as she pressed against Gu Qingcheng's back. "Uncle Qingcheng, will you watch cartoons with me?"

Gu Qingcheng turned his head and saw Yun Liuli, who was hugging him from behind. There was anticipation in the young lady's eyes. He nodded. "You go turn on the TV, and I'll come soon!"

"Okay!" Yun Liuli obediently answered, then jogged over to the sofa and turned on the TV. She didn't forget to turn around and say to Gu Qingcheng, "Uncle Qingcheng… can you peel an apple for me!"

"Okay!" Gu Qingcheng's voice sounded indulgent.