"So small, and already trying to steal my territory?" Dan Hanjie swept a glance at the double hospital bed, narrowing his wicked eyes.
"If he sleeps next to you, then where do I sleep?"
"The baby is so small, he won't take up much space. Otherwise, you can sleep there." Qin Youxuan pointed to the sofa nearby, saw the man's face turn instantly dark, and pursed her lips.
She fell silent.
"You have the guts to say that again, hmm?" Dan Hanjie stepped forward, one hand casually holding the child, freeing his other hand to pinch her chin.
The seductive eyes flowed with dangerous light, grinding his teeth.
"We've just had a son, and you're making me sleep on the sofa, you really dare!"
"I was just joking just now, really."
Qin Youxuan's cat-eyes shifted, nimbly taking the little one from his hands.
Once in his mother's arms, the little one perked up.
