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Chapter 569

Children aged two or three are the cutest and most playful, and Wangzi is an example.

He has been in great health since he was born, has a good appetite, eats deliciously, and is growing very well. His face is white and chubby, and his arms and legs are very strong, and each section looks like a lotus root.

It's tender and delicious, making people want to take a bite.

Who can blame such a juicy and fat baby?

Even a serious and mysophobic Cui Weizhen could not dislike his son's drool. Instead, he reflexively took out his son's cloth pocket and wiped the drool that kept flowing out of the corner of his mouth. In the end, he even wiped it on his face very smoothly.

After wiping it - his face was still stained by his son's saliva.

This series of movements were skillful and natural, and the flow was so smooth that it was pleasing to the eye. Ye Zhenzhen was stunned when she saw it.

Then, Cui Weizhen's action of wiping his face suddenly froze, and his eyes slowly fell on the cloth bag that was soaked with his son's saliva. His pupils shrank, and he was probably shocked by his own coquettish operation.

He actually didn't put down his cloth bag to clean himself immediately. Instead, he was a little doubtful about life. He looked at his son with incredible eyes, as if he was thinking about some world problem.

You don't need to guess to know that this nanny is probably wondering in his heart what is the charm of his son that actually turned him from an incomparably beautiful man into a sloppy and rough man.

Ye Zhenzhen was thinking very happily, and even laughed arrogantly, causing Cui Weizhen to cast a dissatisfied look.

She still remembered that she was guilty, so she immediately and diligently took the wet pocket of saliva from her son, asked a servant to bring back a basin of hot water, wet it with a handkerchief, and served him to wash his face and hands, and was very considerate.

Carefully apply fragrant facial oil and hand cream on him, as delicately as you want.

"Okay, now I'm a handsome and sweet-smelling man again."

Ye Zhenzhen kissed Cui Weizhen skillfully and met Cui Weizhen's strange gaze. She realized that the man in front of her was not her son. Maybe, should, maybe she didn't need her child-like encouragement?

Cui Weizhen stared at her for a long time, so long that Ye Zhenzhen felt panicked. Just when she was thinking about whether to say something to ease the embarrassing situation, Cui Weizhen suddenly hummed and turned around to take care of her son.

Ye Zhenzhen: "..."

This is very confusing... What does the "um" of the child's father mean?

Ye Zhenzhen thought hard, wishing she could use the energy she had in studying Chinese in high school to analyze it, so as to analyze what kind of content and thoughts and feelings Cui Weizhen's "hmm" contained.

It’s just that the more I analyze, the more I feel something is wrong, because the answer develops in the most incredible direction——

Cui Weizhen, he is like a child, and he is very happy with her exaggerated and childish praise, right?

Isn't it?

No!

Ye Zhenzhen felt that something had collapsed and something was being rebuilt. She was a little doubtful about life and wanted to recognize the facts clearly, so she went over and did an experiment: "Weizhen, I didn't notice it before, but now I realize it."

, after you became the father of his child, you became more and more charming as an adult man!"

Ye Zhenzhen had never been embarrassed to say such words before, it was too shameful, and she felt that Cui Weizhen was not such a superficial person, but...

Cui Weizhen raised his eyes slightly, an emotion called joy flashed through his sharp phoenix eyes, and his thin crimson lips pursed a faint smile. Although his chin was raised very proudly, making a disdainful gesture,

The soft hum that escaped from his throat had revealed his attitude...

What is the difference between this and a cat that has been brushed?

There is no difference at all!

Ye Zhenzhen held her forehead, and Xianyu collapsed on the bed - her youth was over.


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