Chapter 92

As the sky began to lighten in the east, a few birds chirped outside the window, their calls clear and melodious. The little girl opened her beautiful eyes and saw the uncle lying on the bed, fast asleep, with a wet patch on the bedsheet.

She couldn't help but giggle, "Wow, Uncle drooled so much."

Looking at the uncle's sleeping face, she thought to herself, "Uncle doesn't look handsome when he's awake, but he looks quite cute when he's asleep."

She immediately felt the uncle's large hand pressed against her small belly, warm and comforting. Thinking of this, the little girl suddenly felt a warm current spread through her body, a wave of emotion welling up, her eyes reddening, tears welling up but not falling.

Since her father left, she had become distant from her mother. It had been so long since anyone had been so wholeheartedly good to her. Her heart, which had been closed off to avoid getting hurt, now bravely pushed aside the layers of pretense, like a breath of fresh air, but was enveloped by a warm current, like the sun on a winter day, lazy and moved.

But the little girl was naturally stubborn and didn't want to appear too weak. She blinked back the tears, her nose twitching, holding back her sobs.

Looking at the sleeping uncle, his mouth wide open, his nose moving with regular breaths, making a soft snoring sound, his eyes tightly closed, his long eyelashes, which even made girls envious, fluttering.

For some reason, the little girl felt a sense of happiness, a feeling she had lost long ago. She couldn't help but playfully touch the uncle's eyelashes, then gently caressed his cheek. Looking at the sleeping uncle, who occasionally frowned, she wondered what he was thinking in his dreams.

Her movements became a bit too big, and the uncle seemed to sense it. His eyelids twitched, he grunted, and his head moved like a pig, but he continued to sleep, still not waking up.

The little girl found it very amusing and played with the uncle's eyelashes again, getting a bit carried away. The uncle sensed it and opened his eyes slightly, only to see two bright eyes staring at him. They both stared at each other, wide-eyed.

Originally, the uncle was used to getting up early to run and exercise. If he hadn't been telling stories until the early hours of the morning, he wouldn't have slept so long. It was about time for him to wake up anyway, and the little girl's fidgeting had woken him up a bit earlier.

The little girl stared at the uncle and started to laugh foolishly.

Liu Meng didn't realize he had fallen asleep by the bed. He moved his stiff body and felt his left hand, which was pressed against the little girl's belly, and his right hand, which was still being held by her. He quickly stretched out his left hand, rubbed his eyes, and asked with concern, "Yanyan, are you feeling better?"

The uncle withdrew his hand, and the little girl suddenly felt a bit cold, the warm feeling of being enveloped immediately disappearing, leaving her a bit disappointed.

The feeling of being cherished, she missed it so much.

Feeling much better, the little girl regained her playful spirit, nodded obediently, and said shyly, "Uncle, you look so funny when you sleep, like a pig!"

Liu Meng almost broke out in a cold sweat. Was this a compliment? He patted her head and laughed, "Be good, go back to sleep for a while. I'll go out to buy breakfast."

The little girl nodded obediently and smiled as she watched the uncle leave.

After quickly washing up, Liu Meng checked his phone and saw several missed calls from Donggua. He must have been in a hurry to ask Donggua how to use the night pads, but couldn't find her, so he left the phone in the living room and fell asleep in the little girl's room, not noticing the calls.

He stepped out of the neighborhood and called Donggua back. The phone rang for a long time before Donggua finally answered, her voice very lazy and sleepy, "Hello, Sanpang, calling so early?"

"It's not early, the sun is already up, it's almost nine o'clock," Liu Meng teased.

Donggua scolded him, looked up, and saw the sunlight shining through the curtains onto her buttocks. She supported herself for a while but fell back onto the bed, still half-asleep.

"Oh, I played until five in the morning last night, I'm so tired. I have some good news for you. The interview was very successful, and the tip section was very popular. You'll have another income soon. At your young age, you'll be a little tycoon, how exciting."

"Haha, it's all thanks to the great editor Donggua's influence!"

Hearing this news, Liu Meng was very happy. He needed the startup funds the most, and this would give him the space to implement his ideas.

"Don't flatter me, how can I compare to a great god like you? The readers are all here for your golden name. By the way, Sanpang, what did you need last night?" Donggua was a bit more awake, her voice clearer, but still a bit lazy.

Liu Meng then explained Yanyan's situation. Donggua giggled and said, "Oh, Sanpang, I didn't know you were so experienced. You know so much about girls' things. It's her first time, so she's naturally scared. It's a good thing you were there. I'll call Yanyan later to comfort her. Don't worry, it'll be fine."

They talked about the novel updates, and Liu Meng said he would leave it entirely to Donggua, promising to hand over the remaining manuscript in two weeks. Donggua was very happy and said she wouldn't let him down.

After hanging up, Liu Meng went to buy breakfast, including millet porridge, tea eggs, and bread slices. He was still worried about leaving Yanyan alone at home, so he returned as soon as he finished buying the food.

When he got back to the Zhou family, Yanyan was already up, changed into a new set of clothes, and holding the small pants she had changed into last night, preparing to wash them. She didn't want to leave them there, but she was embarrassed when the uncle saw her, so she quickly went into the bathroom.

The sound of water worried Liu Meng. He knew she shouldn't use cold water at this time, so he knocked on the door and instructed, "Yanyan, don't use cold water to wash your hands. I've boiled some hot water for you in the kettle."

"Okay," Yanyan replied, but she continued to fill the basin with water to wash her small pants.

Liu Meng still heard the sound of running water and was worried that the little girl wouldn't listen. If she didn't handle it properly, it could cause problems in the future. He knocked on the door again and said, "Yanyan, I'll come in if you don't count to three!"

After counting to three, Liu Meng pushed the door open. Yanyan quickly hid the small basin behind her back. Liu Meng knew she was probably washing her small pants and said sternly, "I told you not to use cold water. Why didn't you listen? What if you get sick?"

The little girl, feeling her secret exposed, was very embarrassed and stood there, her voice very soft, "I just wanted to wash them, it looked so sad."

Liu Meng, afraid she wouldn't listen, took on the role of the uncle, snatched the basin, and said seriously, "There's nothing to be embarrassed about with Uncle. If you really want to wash them, I'll do it for you. Wipe your hands and go eat breakfast."

The little girl's face turned red like an apple, and she watched the uncle wash her small pants, then went to eat breakfast.

During breakfast, the little girl took a bite of bread and sneakily glanced at the uncle, who was eating his bread. She found it a bit strange and glanced a few more times. Seeing that the uncle didn't notice, she stomped her foot and said petulantly, "I'm full. I want to go out and play. Didn't Uncle promise to buy me a toy? Don't you dare break your promise, or I'll look down on you every day! Liar!"

Liu Meng, who had just taken a big bite of bread, almost choked. He knew he had to give her something to look forward to, but seeing her hopeful eyes, he didn't want to disappoint her. An idea came to him, remembering the toy plane he had played with Donggua. Given the little girl's personality, she would surely like it. He laughed and said, "Of course, Uncle always keeps his promises. Let's go out after breakfast, but you need to eat more. You need energy to play."

He then gave her another big piece of bread.

The little girl glared at the uncle, took a big bite of bread, her eyes flashing with a fierce light, as if she was biting the uncle's arm.

After breakfast, they went to the small market at Long Tower and bought a toy plane. They played all morning, and if Liu Meng hadn't been worried about her getting too tired, the little girl would have wanted to play even more.

After this, the little girl completely accepted the uncle from the bottom of her heart. The uncle's place in her heart was almost like her father's, or even replaced his shadow.

In the afternoon, Teacher Guo returned early with her luggage. Liu Meng felt a great burden lifted. Taking care of a little girl was not easy, especially during her first time.

After explaining the little girl's situation to Guo Yunting in a tactful way, Liu Meng prepared to return to school. The little girl, seeing the uncle about to leave, looked very reluctant, her lips pouting so high that a bottle could hang from them.

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