NOVPUBChapter 488: 488, Shi Yuhuan, also has times when he can’t handle things.
Chapter 488: 488, Shi Yuhuan, also has times when he can’t handle things.
One day, the woman told her a story about a young boy and his mother. She believed this woman was not heartless, that she would return to claim her own child. 𝒏𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝙗.𝙘𝒐𝙢
Hearing this, Shi Yuhuan felt a pang of sympathy.
Glancing over at the child, he noticed that the kid was biting a pacifier, his round eyes staring right at him, his little arms fidgeting restlessly, as if he wanted to be held.
Shi Yuhuan was taken aback and looked away for a moment, only to find himself locking eyes again with the wide-eyed tyke.
The little rascal bit down on his pacifier with added vigor, his smooth, fair cheeks quivering. His rosy cheeks looked so adorable!
No wonder Qinghuan liked him so much.
Shi Yuhuan’s expression softened involuntarily, then he turned and sat down nearby.
This was ridiculous. Cute? He found a child cute?
Previously, the image of children in his mind had nothing to do with the word ‘cute’.
To him, kids were nothing but troublesome beings who could do nothing but whine.
After Qinghuan fed the baby until he was full, she played with him for a while. The baby made unintelligible noises while rolling around on the bed, nobody knew what he was saying, probably not even his own mother.
Seeing the baby getting all sweaty from playing, Qinghuan decided to give him a bath, afraid that he might catch a cold.
She was so caught up playing with the baby that she forgot about her earlier altercation with Yuhuan. Before she went to prepare the bathwater, she instructed Yuhuan to watch over the child.
Left alone, the baby continued rolling around on the bed, mumbling to himself. Suddenly, he threw away his bottle, which rolled to Yuhuan’s feet.
Yuhuan glanced at him impassively and picked up the bottle, then he moved to sit by the bed and handed the bottle back to the baby.
The baby grabbed his hand and started making noises again.
When Qinghuan came back into the room, she saw Yuhuan standing somewhat helplessly by the bed, his hands in his pockets.
It was so adorable it made her want to laugh. She playfully said, “Bring the baby over here.”
Yuhuan frowned at her before turning to look at the rolling baby. After some thought, he lifted him up rather stiffly, and before Qinghuan had a chance to undress the kid she had prepared the bath for, Yuhuan plopped him directly into the water.
Qinghuan yelped in surprise, “What are you doing? He’s still got his clothes on!”
She quickly fished the baby out of the water, stripped him down and placed him back in the bath while Yuhuan had already scooted away with a disgusted look on his face.
It seemed the baby loved bath time, splashing water everywhere with his tiny hands, leaving Qinghuan soaked. Luckily, Yuhuan had moved far away earlier, or he would have suffered a similar fate.
The little room was filled with the baby’s excited squeals. Giving him a bath felt like going into battle for Qinghuan.
However, she, like the baby, was having a great time.
After his bath and another bottle of formula, the baby, now tired, fell asleep in Qinghuan’s arms.
Qinghuan carefully laid him in his cradle, then tidied up the room.
She also planned to take a shower, but when she got to the bathroom, she realized she didn’t bring a change of clothes. Just then, the bathroom door opened, and a pair of arms wrapped around her from behind.
