At this moment, Kabuto has actually lost her hearing. Her purpose is of course not to let Toyama Mao tell her a story.

The little girl was very happy. It was great. She lay in her mother's arms and let her father tell stories. This was her biggest dream, but she didn't expect it to come true.

After Mao Toyama finished reading the seventh story, the two people on the bed closed their eyes and slept peacefully.

Doudou nestled obediently in Lanshan's arms, with a faint smile on her pink face, and her little hands grasped the skirt of Lanshan's chest, as if she was afraid that she would leave.

Toyama Mao suddenly felt sour in his heart. He thought that he might know why Jiajia liked Lanshan so much. Maybe... Lanshan gave her a feeling that made her feel like a mother.[

Although Doudou never knows what his mother's feelings are? Doudou only has the most direct and true intuition of a child.

Toyama Mao gently put down the storybook, stretched out her hand to tuck the quilt for the two of them, her eyes shifted from Doudou's face to Lanshan's face, as if she was bewitched, she reached out and gently stroked Lanshan's cheek.

From the first moment I saw Lanshan, I knew Toyama Mao was beautiful, and she always exuded her unique charm without realizing it.

Even when she was asleep, she was still charming, with pink lips and white porcelain cheeks under the light, which made Mao Toyama feel her mouth was dry.

Toyama Mao closed her eyes fiercely, straightened up, not daring to look at Lan Shan anymore, hurriedly walked out, gently closed the door, and returned to her bedroom.

That night, Lanshan hugged Doudou, like a soft little meat dumpling, and slept soundly.

She was originally worried that she would not be able to sleep in a strange place, but she didn't expect that when she woke up the next day, it was already past nine o'clock, and even Doudou had gotten up earlier than her.

Lanshan started working in a hurry and saw Doudou lying on the other side of the bed, dragging his face with his hands and blinking at Lanshan.

Seeing Lanshan sit up, he crawled over with a smile, hugged her neck, and rubbed her affectionately: "Aunt Shanshan..."

Doudou's unintentional words made Lanshan blush with embarrassment. It was so embarrassing for her to wake up so late when she was a guest at someone else's house. She stayed in bed like a child. It was so embarrassing.
Chapter completed!