Because Lian Xinying didn't consider Yan Ye an outsider, she didn't knock when she came in; she simply turned the handle and walked in.
"Miaomiao isn't making noise, is she?" Lian Xinying asked as she pushed the door open.
What came into Lian Xinying's view was Yan Ye's robust back facing her.
"Yan Ye, what are you doing? Is our daughter asleep?" Lian Xinying asked, puzzled as she walked towards Yan Ye.
There was no sound coming from Miaomiao; it seemed like she was already asleep.
Internally, Yan Ye was in turmoil.
He hadn't expected Lian Xinying to arrive so quickly!
It seems like whatever one worries about always happens.
As he felt Lian Xinying's footsteps coming closer, Yan Ye pulled hard! Separating Miaomiao's small mouth from his chest!
Oh, the heartbreaking pain!
When Miaomiao was forcibly separated, she instinctively bit down hard in anger.
Yan Ye felt like he had nothing left to live for.
And Lian Xinying moved in front of the father and daughter.
