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 ...
Can Can opened her eyes groggily and saw her aunt's face. She subconsciously gave a bright smile, then turned over to continue sleeping. The next second, she was "dug" out of the covers.
He opened his eyes and saw it was his wicked uncle.
Can Can tried to lean back and continue sleeping, but her uncle held her back tightly, preventing her from falling down.
He said angrily, "Uncle! I'm sleeping!"
"What time is it? Still sleeping?" Shen Jiazhou gave Can Can's bottom a playful slap. "You've washed your face and brushed your teeth. Are you going to eat breakfast or not?"
Can Can touched her flat belly and decided not to sleep.
Shen Jiazhou couldn't help but click his tongue and mutter, "Cancan Pig."
Can Can confidently made a pig nose and said, "Little Uncle Pig."
He's a pig, so his uncle is a pig too!
Wen Shuqiao said, "Alright, why are you arguing as soon as you wake up? We have to go to the Water Splashing Festival later, hurry up."
Water Splashing Festival! Aww! Can Can remembered, he was traveling with his aunt and uncle!
My uncle said something about a honeymoon trip, I don't quite understand, but it's just a trip to have fun!
Can Can instantly regained consciousness. Shen Jia Zhou put him on the ground and went to get up by himself.
Cake and milk were swirling around his feet; this trip was practically a family affair.
Can Can led her two loyal followers to the bathroom to brush their teeth and wash their faces.
Wen Shuqiao bent down and straightened the blanket. Shen Jiazhou clung to her like a sticky candy, putting his arm around her waist and muttering, "You don't care about me at all."
Wen Shuqiao straightened up, and Shen Jiazhou hung up on her without saying a word.
He bent down and buried his face in the crook of her shoulder: "The little brat has started to provoke me, and you're still defending him."
Wen Shuqiao chuckled: "How old are you and how old are you? My dear friend, can you be a little more modest? Besides, when did I speak up for him? I only said one sentence."
“You said it.” Shen Jiazhou pouted very naturally, his meaning was clear.
But this time Wen Shuqiao did not do as he wished, and pried his hands that were wrapped around her waist off: "Then I said, you should stay angry first, and come to me when you're done being angry. I'm going to see Can Can."
After saying that, she went to the bathroom without any hesitation.
Shen Jiazhou stared wide-eyed at her retreating figure. Was this right?! Shouldn't she be kissing him and comforting him now?!
This trick always worked before, so why did it fail today?
Shen Jiazhou glanced at the mirror on the bedside table out of the corner of his eye. He quickly walked over, squatted down, and looked at himself from left to right. Well, being handsome was just part of his daily life.
So why did this trick stop working?
Could it be that they're tired of it?
Pshaw, no way, absolutely no way! They only got their marriage certificate on May 20th, and it's only September now. It's less than half a year, how could they be tired of each other!
Wen Shuqiao led Cancan out of the bathroom and saw Shen Jiazhou squatting in front of the mirror. She asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"
Shen Jiazhou stood up, turned around, and said with bright eyes, "I didn't do anything."
Can Can had brushed his teeth, washed his face, and applied lotion, so he was completely awake. He let go of his aunt's hand, ran up to Shen Jia Zhou, looked up, and opened his arms.
Shen Jiazhou clicked his tongue lightly: "What? I don't want to hug you right now."
You can't even imagine how fast a child grows. Can Can is as heavy as a dumbbell right now. Carrying him feels like carrying a heavy load for 100 kilometers.
King CanCan declared domineeringly: "Hug!"
Wen Shuqiao glanced at the uncle and nephew, then returned to the bathroom to wash herself.
Shen Jiazhou had no choice but to bend down and pick him up. He groaned, "Baby, your uncle really can't carry you anymore."
As he carried Can Can towards the bathroom, he said, "Your Majesty, you will have to walk independently from now on."
Can Can didn't say anything, but just puffed out one cheek, cupped her uncle's face in both hands, and looked him up and down.
Shen Jiazhou chuckled, turned around, and carried him to the sofa: "What's wrong? Why are you looking at your uncle like this today?"
Cancan moved her hand to his shoulder and said sweetly, "Uncle, I've seen my great-uncle."
Shen Jiazhou raised an eyebrow slightly: "What old uncle?"
Can Can pinched his cheek: "It's you! You old man!"
Shen Jiazhou said, "Really? How old is my uncle? Just how old is he?"
Can Can pointed to his hair: "Uncle's hair has all turned white."
He tried hard to recall, and said, "My uncle said he was forty years old!"
Forty years old? And your hair is already white?
Shen Jiazhou looked up, thinking, "No way?" He felt his hair was quite thick and black.
Can Can continued, "My youngest uncle also wears glasses."
He made circles with both hands and placed them over his eyes, using them as glasses.
The performance was so lifelike that Shen Jiazhou asked, "So what did you and your uncle do?"
"I went shopping with my uncle and brother, and we ate Ye Ye Chicken and Zai Zai Rice. My uncle even bought me some nice clothes, and I looked so pretty and beautiful in them." Can Can said with a regretful look, "But you and Auntie didn't see it."