After waiting for only one second, Gu Yicheng answered the phone.
“An An.” Gu Yicheng on the screen looked tired, but his smile was gentle.
“Dad is on his way home.”
“Dad!”
The little dumpling said, “Mom misses Dad.”
The smile in Gu Yicheng’s eyes deepened: “Really?”
“Really.”
An An pointed the camera on the watch at Mo Sui and said, “An An and Mom miss Dad so much.”
“Okay, Dad will be home soon.”
Gu Yicheng said that they had to wait until about ten o’clock to get home.
Mo Sui pointed to the minute and second hands on the wall clock and taught An An to read the time. As she taught, she felt sleepy.
“An An usually goes to bed at nine o’clock. Go to bed first and play with Dad tomorrow morning.” Mo Sui said.
“Okay, what are we going to play now?” The little dumpling asked.
Mo Sui really didn’t have the energy to follow An An around the house.
“An An, can Mom play a game with you? The only activity area of this game is the sofa.” Mo Sui said.
“What game?”
“The wooden man game.” Mo Sui said.
“When playing this game, An An and Mom can’t move or talk.”
“One, two, three, wooden men can’t talk or move. If you move, you’ll be a little pink pig!” Mo Sui said.
An An immediately sat upright on the sofa, not moving at all.
Mo Sui played a few games with her and became even more sleepy.
It felt like when she was a child sitting in class, her mind told her not to fall asleep, but her eyelids didn’t obey.
…
At nine o’clock in the evening, Assistant Fang stopped the car: “Mr. Gu, we’re here.”
He knew that the call from An An just now made Mr. Gu eager to go home.
The original four-hour drive was shortened to more than three hours.
“Okay, you go back and have a good rest too.” Gu Yicheng opened the car door and said something before getting out of the car.
Assistant Fang was very happy.
Mr. Gu is becoming more and more humane!
At this point, Mo Sui and An An should not be asleep yet.
When he thought of the phone call just now, the corners of Gu Yicheng’s lips rose unconsciously.
His wife and daughter were waiting for him to come home.
Gu Yicheng opened the door and walked to the living room.
On the sofa, Mo Sui half leaned there, An An sat beside her, reaching for the picture book rack beside the sofa. Every time she got a book, she opened it, read the illustrations on it, and changed to the next one.
“Ye Ting called me just now and asked us to go to a barbecue, and asked if you could invite Zhou Mingmin—”
“Shh!” The little dumpling suddenly put her chubby fingers against her lips.
“What’s wrong?” Gu Yicheng walked over and whispered.
An An raised her little face and said softly, “Dad, we were playing the game of wooden man just now.”
Only then did he realize that Mo Sui was sleeping on the sofa.
Even though she was asleep, her hands were still gently holding An An’s short legs.
He laughed, “Did An An win?”
The little dumpling whispered, “Mom accidentally fell asleep, so the game is paused.”
Gu Yicheng rubbed the child’s head.
It turned out that An An knew that her mother was sleeping and that the game of wooden man was over, but she still didn’t want to wake her up.
“Dad, carry Mom back to the room to sleep.” The little dumpling said in a small voice.
“Okay.”
Gu Yicheng came over, picked up the slender Mo Sui on the sofa, and walked toward the bedroom.
His palm supported Mo Sui’s back, and his steps were light and steady.
Her hair fell down, blocking her delicate profile. She was still sleeping soundly.
The light in the room was dim, with a bit of warmth.
An An followed him like a little tail, and then she ran to the front to clear the way and open the door of the master bedroom.
“Dad, be careful.”
“Don’t let Mom fall.”
“It will hurt…”
Gu Yicheng laughed softly.
The way their baby mutters is really like a little Tang Monk.
You can support your favorite novel by buying me a cup of Ko-fi ( ˘▽˘)っ♨
I will really appreciate it. ♥️♥️♥️
