Chapter 173 Xing Sijue is happy to be the stepfather
"Forget it." Jiang Song rubbed the center of her eyebrows. Now she was not interested in this kind of thing at all.
All I want to do is wait for tomorrow's banquet.
Only in this way can we know what is going on.
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After a brief reminiscing about old times, Jiang Song went home. If he had no children before, he could play outside all day and night with Wen Ruyan. Now that he has a child, his thoughts are on the child.
I hurried home and played with the children.
Not long after she returned home, Xing Sijue also came back with a bag in his hand. Jiang Song didn't look carefully when he walked in.
She didn't notice until he walked up to her with the bag.
That bag looks like clothes.
Did he buy clothes?
The pink bag should not be mine.
Xing Sijue sat down from the sofa. If he had hidden his love for Wan Wan before, now he was doing it openly.
Xing Sijue directly picked up Wanwan and let Wanwan stand on his lap.
The tired expression on his face immediately relaxed.
Even the space between his eyebrows is much gentler.
He didn't speak, as if he didn't know what to say, and just looked at Wan Wan.
Wanwan also likes Xing Sijue very much. Even if she just stares at him, she can still laugh with Xing Sijue for a long time.
But the tip won't work.
Jianjian held Jiang Song's hand tightly and lay on her shoulder. He was a little scared, but he didn't cry.
It's like desensitizing people with allergies, but there are still some sequelae.
But Jianjian has eased a lot.
Jiang Song gently stroked his pointed back, trying to calm him down.
Xing Sijue placed Wanwan on the sofa, "I bought some clothes for Wanwan."
Jiang Song raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and looked at the bag.
"Do you still buy clothes for girls?" Jiang Song was surprised that this straight man could actually choose clothes for children.
She was just waiting for Xing Sijue's taste to pick some unsightly clothes.
The clothes Xing Sijue took out surprised her a little. They were all pink, tender and cute little clothes.
The clothes were chosen very well. Not only did the children see it, but she also liked it very much.
"It's quite tasteful." Jiang Song nodded, keeping his hand soothing Jianjian.
Xing Sijue took the clothes and played with them in front of Wanwan. Wanwan liked them very much and never stopped smiling.
But Xing Sijue felt that it was not enough and was going to take off Wanwan's clothes.
"What are you doing?" Jiang Song noticed it in time and stopped him.
"It seems suitable for comparison. I don't know what it looks like on, so I'll give it a try."
Jiang Song couldn't laugh or cry, "Children have delicate skin and tender flesh. Newly bought clothes must be washed before they can be worn. Moreover, you cannot take off children's clothes casually. The temperature here is low. What if you catch a cold?"
Xing Sijue's originally shrewd black eyes were confused for a moment, "Is there still such a way to say it?"
He didn't understand why he would catch a cold just by taking off his clothes, but it wouldn't be better if he just took them off after trying them on.
Master Jiu couldn't understand, but Master Jiu was a strict wife and obeyed Jiang Song's words obediently.
He stood up with Wanwan in his arms, each of them was holding a little cute baby, and the cutest Sheng Gaocha, Xing Sijue, could cover Jiang Song's entire body.
The lights in the living room were bright from top to bottom, like holy light, making this scene somewhat warm.
"Wanwan can take a shower in my room tonight." Xing Sijue looked at her and suddenly said.
Jiang Song asked, "Ah? Why do you want to go to your room?"
"Tonight, I want to give Wanwan a bath."
This was not a spur-of-the-moment idea. From the first time he held Duanwan in his arms, he had had the idea of participating in all the details of Duanwan's life.
Sometimes I would watch the nanny feeding Wan Wan in the morning, and even feed her myself.
The nanny would also say, "Master Jiu fed Miss Wanwan milk, and Miss Wanwan stopped making trouble."
It can be seen that he did so well.
Jiang Song refused without thinking, "No."
Xing Sijue instantly felt like a deflated rubber ball.
No matter how dangerous and noble a man is, no matter how shrewd and calculating an entrepreneur is, he will become a weakling in front of his family.
Xing Sijue pursed his lips, his face was stiff, and he said gloomily, "Why? It's not like my room doesn't have a bathroom."
"Brother, they are children. Your room does have a bathroom, but it is not suitable for them. They need a special small basin to take a bath, and the two babies are used to taking baths together and cannot be separated."
In fact, this matter was not dealt with so carefully. It was enough to change the place to wash and pay a little attention. But Jiang Song just didn't want Wanwan to be so close to him.
Everyone has feelings. Now that we are closer and have developed feelings, I am afraid that even the children will not be able to escape.
She thought that when she said this, Xing Sijue would quit.
She suddenly heard Xing Sijue beside her say quietly, "Then wash it in their room, but I have to help you wash it myself."
She said it so seriously, without any hint of joking, that Jiang Song felt a little embarrassed to reject him.
She felt that if she refused again, this guy would go berserk.
In desperation, Jiang Song had no choice but to agree.
But what Xing Sijue did was impressive.
Jiang Song said that the child's skin was tender, so he washed his hands three or four times before carrying Wan Wan to the bathroom.
Xing Sijue washed Wanwan, and Jiang Song washed Jianjian.
Jianjian was obviously a little scared. A stranger suddenly entered the territory he usually knew well, and he felt confused and frightened.
When he leaned against Jiang Song, his little eyes wandered around, staring at Xing Sijue.
His gaze was so intense that it even attracted Xing Sijue's attention.
Xing Sijue looked sharp, and his face instantly turned cold.
"Wow..." Jianjian burst into tears immediately.
"?" Jiang Song turned around in a strange way, and saw Xing Sijue holding Wanwan, two people, one big and one small, looking at him with innocent eyes.
Jiang Song:...Hiss, these father and daughter, don't tell me, they really look alike.
She went to the side to coax Jianjian, and then witnessed the whole process of Xing Sijue giving Wanwan a bath.
Wanwan was dishonest in bathing, and sometimes she sprayed water all over Xing Sijue, but he didn't make a sound, his face was still gentle, and he continued to do Wanwan.
Finally, after washing, I wrapped the Wanwan very quickly, wiped off the water carefully, and then carried the Wanwan out.
Jiang Song was almost confused by the whole process.
Is this Xing Sijue?
Someone must have got on top of her.
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After Jiang Song washed Jianjian, the babies drank milk and played for a while before falling asleep, and Jiang Song prepared to take a bath.
Just as he turned around, a faint voice from a man came from beside him.
"You are usually so busy that you can only rest now."
It's not a question, it's an affirmation.
Jiang Song nodded, "Why do you suddenly feel that being a mother is not easy?"
As soon as she said it, she regretted it.
Xing Sijue's mother passed away very early. It is said that this has always been a taboo in his heart. Even Mr. Xing has never mentioned it in front of him.