Just as Qin Nanyu's thin lips were about to touch Ji Weitian's,
a faint noise came from the direction of the door.
A soft, squishy little figure struggled to push the door open and ran into the room, desperately shouting, "Daddy, Mommy and little sister are all gone… Eh!"
The little guy skidded to a halt, his big, pitch-black eyes incredulously staring at Qin Nanyu, who was holding Ji Weitian in front of the balcony's French windows.
Qin Nanyu, interrupted by this, didn't manage to kiss her and came back to his senses with a slight furrow between his brows.
Seeing Ji Weitian about to be awoken by the noise, he turned and glared at the loudly shouting Qin Morui.
"..."
The little guy, stared at, retreated two steps, knowing nothing and daring not to ask anything.
Feeling the murderous aura coming from Qin Nanyu, the little body shuffled to the side and stood neatly by the corner of the wall.
