Shen Jiazhou changed into clean clothes and came out. Wen Shuqiao had already applied baby cream to Cancan and was sitting on the sofa, drying his hair with a hairdryer.

Can Can sat on his little giraffe stool, with milk in his arms and cake at his feet. After hearing the bathroom door open, he secretly turned his head to glance at Shen Jia Zhou.

But he quickly sat up straight again and obediently let his aunt blow-dry his hair.

But Shen Jiayi sensed something was off about the kid as soon as he came out. He walked over with the bag and put it on the ground.

The clothes Lin Yan took were from his office; they were still solid-colored suits.

Wen Shuqiao glanced at him and asked, "Do you want me to blow-dry his hair?"

Shen Jiazhou glanced at her; Can Can was holding the milk and looking down. What was wrong with her now? Nevertheless, he took the hair dryer from Wen Shuqiao.

Wen Shuqiao said casually, "I'll go tidy up the bathroom."

The living room space was left to the uncle and nephew.

Shen Jiazhou then sat on the sofa, reaching out to run his hand through Can Can's soft hair, which was already almost dry. He just needed to give it a quick blow-dry.

However, he still carefully checked it over and made sure it was completely dry before turning off the hairdryer and setting it aside.

Can Can just kept holding the milk without saying a word or turning her head.

Shen Jiazhou poked his left shoulder with his finger: "What's wrong?"

He's been traumatized by this silence.

The saying "When a child is quiet, they must be up to no good" is becoming increasingly prevalent.

Can Can moved her shoulder slightly, but still didn't turn her head.

Shen Jiazhou poked his right shoulder again, and Cancan moved his right shoulder again.

Shen Jiazhou raised an eyebrow and poked Cancan's back with his finger. Cancan would move every time he poked him. He poked faster and faster until he finally poked his ticklish spot.

Can Can couldn't help but laugh and accuse, "Uncle! You're cheating! Hahahaha!"

Milk was startled by their laughter. It meowed in dissatisfaction, gently tapped Can Can with its tail, jumped out of his arms, and gracefully returned to its nest. Cake looked at them, got up, and followed them back to their nest.

Can Can then stood up from the soft stool and turned around to face Shen Jia Zhou.

Shen Jiazhou crossed his arms: "What's wrong? What mischief have you gotten yourself into this time?"

It's hard not to wonder if he's up to something again.

But Wen Shuqiao didn't give him any hints just now, did she?

Can Can took a step forward and stepped between Shen Jia Zhou's legs, standing sideways with her back against his thigh, looking down and playing with her fingers.

Shen Jiazhou raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"

He simply pulled him onto his lap and sat him down: "Now tell me."

Can Can then whispered, "Uncle, I'm sorry."

He looked into Shen Jiazhou's eyes and said sincerely, "Auntie has already educated the baby."

My uncle was clearly trying to be kind by bathing the baby. Although he mentioned spanking the baby, he didn't do it.

They carefully washed the baby, but the baby still teased the uncle, making his clothes all wet.

Shen Jiazhou then realized that he had been criticized.

He leaned back against the sofa: "And then?"

Then?

Can Can looked at Shen Jia Zhou. At this moment, shouldn't her uncle say, "It's okay, baby, has your uncle forgiven you?"

What, there's more to it?

I don't know! Neither my aunt nor the system taught me!

Shen Jiazhou looked at him. Cancan thought for a moment, then climbed off his lap and sat on her uncle's stomach. She leaned down and hugged his head, rubbing her face against his forehead. "Uncle~ I won't do it again. Please forgive me, okay?"

Shen Jiazhou didn't expect Cancan to hug his head. Now his head was forced to be buried in Cancan's "broad" chest, and every breath he took was filled with the scent of milk shower gel on his body. He said helplessly, "You're suffocating me."

Can Can released Shen Jia Zhou and rested her head on his neck as usual, rubbing her soft cheeks against his neck like a kitten.

"Uncle, please forgive me. I really know I was wrong."

"Uncle~ Uncle~ Uncle~"

Shen Jiazhou slapped his butt helplessly: "I'm not dead yet, and you're already calling for my soul here."

Can Can snuggled closer to him again: "Uncle~ have you forgiven me?"

Then, realizing what Shen Jiazhou had just said, he added, "Uncle~ You can't die~ If you die, baby won't have an uncle anymore."

"I forgive you, I forgive you," Shen Jiazhou said. If he didn't forgive him, he probably wouldn't be able to leave tonight.

Can Can looked up and cupped his face in her hands: "Really?"

Shen Jiazhou nodded slightly: "Yes, really."

Can Can said, "Then how can you prove that you've forgiven me?"

Shen Jiazhou was so angry he almost laughed. Why did he have to prove himself to forgive someone?

But when he met Can Can's clear gaze, he straightened up, steadied his waist, and kissed her on the cheek: "Can you prove it now?"

Can Can reached out and covered her cheeks.

Oh dear, why is Uncle kissing the baby?

Can Can nodded shyly, "Okay~ It's proven."

Shen Jiazhou pinched his cheek: "Don't cause trouble next time, you naughty little pig."

Can Can happily nodded twice: "Okay~ Baby promises you."

Then he looked at Wen Shuqiao standing to the side: "Auntie~ did you see? Uncle has forgiven me!"

Shen Jiazhou then suddenly turned his head to look at Wen Shuqiao, who had appeared out of nowhere.

Wen Shuqiao said, "Okay, it's good that I forgive you."

She met Shen Jiazhou's gaze and added, "I didn't see anything, don't worry."

...

Thank you, but you've said that unnecessary.