It's at least not suitable for the little one's insect-like head.

Oh, the baby's head isn't suitable either.

"How about Daddy gets some little sparkly things for the baby? The kind that can be worn on the baby's head."

The little one's eyes darted around a few times before he nodded.

Okay, okay.

My baby likes to wear sparkly things on his head.

Shen Yulou rubbed his chin absentmindedly.

I wonder what kind of clothes my little one can wear with those few strands of hair.

Make a tiny little chain and stuff some of the baby's hair inside.

Twisted into little buns, they'd look really cute too!

Thinking of the baby's adorable appearance, Shen Yulou couldn't help but smile again.

The little one blinked and felt an itch in his eyes, so he reached out to rub them, and his tiny feet curled up wildly.

Where are your hands? Where are your baby's hands?

The little guy looked down at his tiny feet and realized that even his chubby fingers were gone.

"Hmm hmm hmm?"

The little guy got anxious and made a circle in Shen Yulou's palm, spinning around and around.

My hands, my chubby hands are gone, and my paws are gone too.

What do we do with one, two, three? How does a little one count one, two, three?

Shen Yulou laughed nonstop when he heard what the little one said.

His kid is so cute, he's even trying to count to three!

"It's okay, baby, you don't need to count to three, Daddy can count."

He patted the baby's head.

"And the baby has so many feet, you can count them one, two, three with your feet."

Yes, pinch the baby's feet lots of times!

The little guy raised his nine pairs of symmetrical feet to the left and right, and started tap dancing on Shen Yulou's notebook.

The little one got confused again while jumping around.

These are the baby's feet, but where are the baby's hands?

Daddy, where are my baby's hands?

The little guy looked down and then up again, staring at Shen Yulou with his big, questioning eyes.

"Insects don't have hands, insects only have feet."

Shen Yulou spoke in a profound and enigmatic manner, his serious expression particularly convincing.

Is the little one a worm?

It will turn into a little butterfly!

The little one got excited again when he heard his father's words, looking forward to having beautiful butterfly wings in the future.

But the baby doesn't have any fur.

"Um, the baby isn't a caterpillar, so it doesn't have any hair."

"Even a baby can't turn into a little butterfly."

Shen Yulou remained silent for a few seconds before deciding to tell Zai Zai the truth.

"But the baby is super cute right now, with lots and lots of chubby cheeks."

"The baby's black is a multicolored black."

Five? Six? Colors? Black?

The little guy's brain was stuck; he couldn't understand what "colorful black" meant.

"It's a very, very beautiful black."

The little one nodded, looking confused.

That little one is a pretty little worm.

He wagged his chubby tail, deciding to roll around in his father's palm a few more times.

"The baby can climb into Daddy's pocket, and Daddy will take the baby out to play."

Shen Yulou pointed to the pocket hidden in his clothes, gesturing for the little one to climb in.

Climb?

The baby can't, the baby can't crawl.

The little guy shook his head.

"It's the caterpillar crawling, do you remember, little one? You even crawled in front of your dads."

Shen Yulou awakened the memories in the child's mind.

It's a caterpillar crawling.

The little guy remembered and stuck out his bottom, pushing forward.

Oh my, the baby's bottom swells up so easily!

The little one seemed to have discovered a new continent and quickly climbed up Shen Yulou's arm and onto him.

So fast, so fast, the little one is running so fast.

The little guy crawled into Shen Yulou's pocket and shook his little head inside.

I love how caterpillars crawl! I want my little one to crawl like a caterpillar when he/she grows up.

"Okay, Daddy will take the baby out to play."

While we're at it, let's also investigate if there are any new varieties of Gu worms.

Shen Yulou gently patted his pocket, picked up the Gu jar, and walked outside.

The little one got bored in his dad's pocket, so he climbed out of his dad's pocket and into his dad's hair.

Dad's hair smells so nice and soft, I really want to go to sleep.

The little one hid in the silver ornaments, curled up in his father's hair, and closed his eyes.