So, as Bo Yan was soothing Zhizhi, Yuran trailed behind them like a little tail.
When Zhizhi's crying softened and then he was finally soothed by Bo Yan, sobbing himself to sleep, Yuran let out a sigh of relief from the depths of her heart.
After placing Zhizhi in his little bed, Bo Yan turned around to see the tail that had followed him the whole way. He couldn't help but chuckle, reached out a hand to pull her into his arms, resting his chin on top of her head, his voice husky, "Feeling guilty?"
Yuran nodded in his embrace, "I just suddenly feel like a failure, like I can't even take good care of Zhizhi."
Apart from giving birth to Zhizhi, there wasn't much she had offered him.
Bo Yan laughed softly, sitting on the bed with her in his arms, as both of them faced Zhizhi. Bo Yan's eyes were tender, "It's okay, in the future, I'll teach you slowly, okay?
