Nonsense! Long Aotian Can't Be a Sweet Bean Cub

As a seasoned novel enthusiast, Wen Shuqiao never expected to catch the transmigration trend herself. The bad news is that she transmigrated into a healing-oriented Long Aotian novel, becoming the ...

Chapter 271 Bitter Gourd Baby

"I even shared the little blanket with Uncle's tummy!" Can Can proudly raised her head: "Auntie, did I do a good job?"

For some reason, when Wen Shuqiao looked up, he saw Shen Jiazhou.

They are indeed uncle and nephew, they look exactly alike. She didn't even dare to say who resembled whom.

She nodded: "That's great, baby, you did a great job. Shall I go to your room and get a blanket for your uncle?"

“Okay, Auntie, you can look for it in my room.” Can Can was very generous.

Wen Shuqiao glanced at the sleeping Shen Jiazhou, then went to the children's room and quickly brought out a thin blanket. The blanket was too big for Cancan, but it was just right for Shen Jiazhou.

Can Can stood up and waited on the sofa for her aunt to cover her uncle with a blanket, but her eyes were still intently watching TV. It was the most exciting part of Ultraman!

But he kind of liked this monster! It could actually flatten the school! If only he could…

The system scoffed: [Dream on.]

Can Can pouted: "You don't understand the suffering we kids endure!"

[What are you complaining about? Every day at kindergarten, you just play with An'an and other kids, then eat and drink tons of milk.] The system's fist tightened: [Don't give me that!]

【Tch.】CanCan decided to ignore the system. So what if he played? So what if he ate? His aunt and uncle weren't around! He was just a bitter gourd baby!

While Can Can and the system were arguing about who was the Bitter Gourd Baby, Wen Shu Qiao had already covered Shen Jia Zhou with a thin blanket.

Shen Jiazhou's chest heaved, indicating he wasn't sleeping soundly; his brows were constantly furrowed, and it was unclear what he was dreaming about.

Wen Shuqiao raised her hand, subconsciously wanting to rub his brow to help him relax.

But her fingertips lingered on his brows and eyes, her red lips pursed slightly, and she withdrew her hand.

The hesitation from before has vanished.