Chapter 135 Continue to the Crematorium

Shen Chenzhou stood at the door, his cold and handsome face froze for a moment.

He seemed to want to say something and his lips moved.

Yin Shen glanced at his father, somewhat unsure of his father's attitude, but more concerned about Xingxing's needs.

Finally, he nodded to his father, walked to Xingxing, and picked up the child.

The chubby little ball lay obediently in Yin Shen's arms and glanced at Shen Chenzhou with a pout.

Xingxing realized that her father was also looking at her, so she quickly looked away and muttered softly, "Disgusting."

When Yin Shen heard this, he was stunned for a moment and looked at the stars in surprise.

How could a polite child who has always been cute and well-behaved actually say the word "hateful"?

Besides being surprised, Yin Shen also felt inexplicably happy about the misfortune.

He coughed softly and touched Xingxing's little head: "Are you sleepy? Then I'll take you to wash up."

Then, he turned to Shen Chenzhou who was standing at the door and said, "Father, please do as you please."

Shen Chenzhou walked in with an expressionless face.

As Yin Shen carried Xingxing to the bathroom, Shen Chenzhou followed behind, with his arms folded across his chest, leaning against the door frame, watching their every move with his narrow and deep eyes.

Yin Shen's back is hairy.

What has provoked my father?

Dare not ask.

He carefully carried the child to a high chair, squeezed toothpaste for her, and when he wanted to help her brush her teeth, Xingxing blushed and said she would do it herself.

So Yin Shen put another basin of warm water, added some essential oil for children, and washed the child's face after she brushed her teeth.

Finally, carefully apply baby-specific facial cream on her little face.

It felt so good when applied that Yin Shen couldn't help but pinch it a few more times.

Xingxing giggled, grabbed Yin Shen's hand, scooped a small amount of face cream and applied it on Yin Shen's nose, and said softly:

"Brother wants it too~"

Yin Shen felt soft inside and smiled, "Okay, brother wants one too."

The handsome man who seemed fierce and ruthless outside, was now so gentle that water could drip out of him.

The delicate and cute little ball was acting coquettishly and giggling.

This scene was indeed harmonious and warm, but Shen Chenzhou's brows became more and more furrowed.

He thought of the days when Xingxing lived in his house.

The child did everything by himself, eating, washing, playing, he didn't care at all.

The child even fell into the toilet...

He suddenly walked over, his voice calm and unintelligible:

"Let me do it."

Yin Shen:?

Yin Shen: “What?”

Shen Chenzhou glanced at Yin Shen indifferently, without saying a word, picked up the child's face cream, scooped a large amount and was about to apply it on the child's face.

Xingxing widened her eyes and leaned back desperately: "No, no!"

The little short hands waved, and then he simply buried his face in his hands.

Shen Chenzhou stood there stiffly, the cream on his fingertips slowly flowing down his slender knuckles...

Yin Shen coughed hard:

"Father, the stars have already been painted, there is no need for them..."

Shen Chenzhou was silent for two seconds, then he elegantly took out a tissue and slowly wiped the cream off his face, saying in a light tone:

"What else does she need?"

Yin Shen: "Well...I need a cup of hot milk and then go to sleep."

Shen Chenzhou nodded: "Where is the milk?"

Yin Shen: “I need to pay now…”

Shen Chenzhou: "How do you do it?"

A drop of cold sweat dripped from Yin Shen's forehead, and he suspected that the father standing in front of him was a fake.

However, Xingxing looked at Shen Chenzhou several times.

The round eyes were meant to look at people secretly, but the action was still obvious.

But every time Shen Chenzhou looked over, the child would immediately avert his gaze, clasp his hands, tug at Yin Shen's clothes, and simply ignore him.

Yin Shen tried hard to keep his expression calm:

"Father, I'm going to put Xingxing to bed first, and then I'm going to make some milk..."

Shen Chenzhou looked at Xingxing: "I'll hug you."

Xingxing let out a cry and held onto Yin Shen tightly, saying, "Brother, hold me!"

Shen Chenzhou stretched out his hands, his hands were empty and his movements were stiff.

Yin Shen picked up Xingxing, hurriedly said hello to Shen Chenzhou, and walked with big strides as if there was a ghost behind him to carry Xingxing to the second floor.

He gently placed Xingxing on the soft big bed, and couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, pinching Xingxing's little face:

"You hate him so much?"

Xingxing pouted and lowered her head, feeling a little depressed: "He is a bad guy, I don't want to pay attention to him..."

Yin Shen: "Then ignore it. Xingxing can do whatever she wants."

He stuffed Xingxing's favorite pink bunny into her arms.

"Brother, go make some milk for Xingxing. Xingxing can play with the little rabbit for a while first."

Xingxing nodded, watched Yin Shen leave the room, and then looked down at the little rabbit in her arms.

The little baby voice is a little confused, a little angry, and a little aggrieved:

"Why is my dad a bad guy?

"He's still a bad guy who bullies his older brothers and sisters.

"And I don't like the stars at all..."

She remembered clearly the way her father looked at Xing Xing in the hospital with that cold, dangerous murderous look.

By the end of the conversation, the child's eyes were a little red.

She rubbed her eyes hard and suppressed the unhappiness in her heart.

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Yin Shen went downstairs and was dumbfounded when he arrived in the kitchen.

Shen Chenzhou was scooping out milk powder. He directly filled half of the small pink bottle and then tried to pour boiling water into it.

Yin Shen: "!!! Oh, don't!"

Shen Chenzhou paused and turned around with a gloomy face: "What?"

Yin Shen hurried over, took the bottle from Shen Chenzhou, and coughed lightly:

"Father, this is not the way to mix milk powder. You put too much in. 20 grams is enough.

"And you can't pour boiling water. This is not making tea. The water temperature needs to be around 40 degrees."

Yin Shen spoke carefully while observing Shen Chenzhou's expression.

This was the first time in his life that he stopped his father and taught him how to do something...

In the past, he would never have dreamed that such a situation would happen.

But while he was being cautious and fearful, he somehow felt that it was not so inconsistent.

Shen Chenzhou said nothing, but stared at Yin Shen's actions with a frown.

Yin Shen poured out the milk powder in the bottle, and then carefully made the milk according to his instructions. His movements were surprisingly skillful.

Shen Chenzhou suddenly spoke, his voice sinister: "How could you?"

Yin Shen shook the bottle and answered in a low voice:

"Xingxing lived with me for a while before, so I looked up some information on how to take care of such a big child."

He had many enemies at the time and his power was not that strong, so he didn't even think about finding a nanny and did it himself.

Before I knew it, I had learned these skills.

Shen Chenzhou fell silent.

He was silent for too long today, which was unusual.

Yin Shen probably guessed that it was because of Xingxing. He was surprised at the influence Xingxing had on his father.

But then I thought, that's Xingxing, the cutest child in the world, the most amazing and special little angel. It seems reasonable that he could make his father change.

After shaking the milk powder thoroughly, Yin Shen dropped two drops on the back of his hand. The temperature was just right.

He was just about to go up to give Xingxing when he saw Shen Chenzhou stretch out his hand:

"Give it to me, I'll feed it."