Gu Siting strode over.
Under the silk quilt, indeed there lay a small figure asleep.
The little girl had a face as delicate as a carved gem. With her asleep, her long lashes fell down, dense and lengthy like two little fans. Her noble nose and rosy lips were as if she were a figure out of a painting, beautiful and tenderly sweet.
It was the little girl he had seen in the back garden of the Presidential Residence last time.
How did she get here?
Gu Siting soon recalled that she seemed to call Gu Yanyu Daddy?
Did Gu Yanyu really have such a tender and pink daughter?
Gu Siting was a bit skeptical and also felt a sting of jealousy!
Looking at the little girl sleeping, Gu Siting's heart inexplicably softened.
It was a strange feeling. From the first glance, he felt an affection for her.
Gu Siting couldn't help but stretch out his long palm toward the little girl's head to touch her.
Little Orange awoke with a start as Gu Siting's hand reached for her in an instant.
