Transmigrated as the Villainous Aunt of the Dragon Among Men

As a veteran novel enthusiast, Wen Shuqiao never imagined that one day she would also catch the wave of transmigrating into books. The bad news is that she transmigrated into a healing-themed '...

Chapter 372 Aladdin

Chapter 372 Aladdin

When Cancan woke up, her aunt and uncle were no longer in the room.

He tossed and turned in bed for a while. His aunt still didn't come in to see him. He felt bored lying there, so he got up and looked at the end of the bed. There was no clothes.

He walked to the bed, put down the guardrail, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and applied perfume, then walked out of the children's room in slippers.

As soon as the door opened, he was surrounded by milk and cakes. Cancan had to squat down and play with them for a while before starting to look for Wen Shuqiao.

Eh? Where's my aunt? She's not in the living room, nor in the kitchen.

Cancan looked upstairs again but still couldn't find anyone.

This is strange, did my aunt go out? Cancan went downstairs again. He was about to go find his uncle, but he happened to see his aunt coming out of his uncle's room.

His eyes lit up and he ran over quickly.

"Auntie!" Cancan hugged Wen Shuqiao and looked up and said, "I brushed my teeth and washed my face by myself, and even put on perfume."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Wen Shuqiao's red face and said, "Aunt? Do you have a cold? Why is your face red? Your mouth is red too."

Wen Shuqiao coughed lightly: "Auntie, it's okay. You have already washed your face. That's great, baby. Baby is like a little adult all of a sudden. How about I reward you with a small cake today?"

Cancan:!!!

Forgetting everything in an instant, Cancan asked in surprise: "Really? Can I really eat small cakes?"

If my aunt doesn't allow it, my uncle doesn't dare to buy it for him. He hasn't had a cake for a long time. Oh my God! What a good day today is! The kid can get a delicious cake!

Touched by milk! Touched by cake! Touched by Xiaobao!

Cancan exclaimed, "Aunt, what can I eat? Can you buy two more? I want strawberry, mango, chocolate, and Oreo, too."

Wen Shuqiao looked at him as if he was reading out the names of dishes. She calmed down a little and raised her hand to pinch his face, but then she remembered something. It seemed as if someone's body temperature was still lingering on her fingertips.

She put her hand down unnaturally: "You can only choose one. Okay, I'll take you to change clothes."

Cancan hummed twice, but after taking two steps, he seemed to remember something: "Aunt, where is uncle?"

Why is his uncle missing? He hasn’t told his uncle yet that he can have a small cake today!

Wen Shuqiao quickly glanced at the master bedroom next to her and said, "My uncle is busy. He will come out after you change your clothes."

Cancan said "oh" and didn't pay much attention to his uncle. His whole attention was on the small cake that was about to be in his mouth.

Little cake, yo hoo! Here comes the baby!

Wen Shuqiao chose a set of casual clothes for Cancan. After they left the children's room, Shen Jiazhou indeed came out of the master bedroom.

He changed his clothes and put on a black shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing his delicate collarbone. If you look from a different angle, you can also see his well-trained pectoral muscles and the unnatural red marks on them.

When she saw Shen Jiazhou like this, she didn't know where to put her eyes.

Shen Jiazhou caught her evasive gaze and completely let go. He walked over steadily and first looked down at Cancan: "Baby, wake up."

Cancan nodded and said proudly, "I brushed my teeth, washed my face, and applied perfume by myself."

Shen Jiazhou gave him a thumbs up: "You are worthy of being the cutest little treasure in our family, you are so amazing!"

Cancan was even more proud: "My aunt also promised to buy me a small cake today as a reward for me."

Shen Jiazhou said, "That's really good."

Wen Shuqiao's eyelids twitched, and he always felt that Shen Jiazhou had some bad intentions.

Sure enough, the next second, his eyes moved away from Cancan and placed them on her.

Shen Jiazhou asked innocently: "What about my reward?"

Wen Shuqiao didn't dare to look him in the eye. She said seriously, "I'll go to the kitchen to see what to eat this morning. Baby, add some grain to the milk and cake."

Cancan accepted the task, saluted, and went to work happily, with her mind full of cakes.

As soon as Cancan left, Wen Shuqiao also went to the kitchen, but Shen Jiazhou quickly caught her and asked with a smile: "You haven't answered me yet, where is my reward?"

Wen Shuqiao turned his head and said, "Don't even think about it. Pick up your seriousness from before, right now! Right now!"

Shen Jiazhou looked at her with a smile. He was not annoyed by the rejection and continued to ask: "If there is no reward, then is there any compensation? You just..."

Wen Shuqiao covered his mouth as quickly as possible. Shen Jiazhou's fever was so severe that she could hardly bear it.

Shen Jiazhou took the opportunity to hug her, and did not remove her hand from his mouth. He just asked vaguely: "Didn't you say it was a pity at the beginning? I am just an Aladdin who fulfills your wish."

Wen Shuqiao felt his hands starting to get hot.

She completely lost her temper: "You... shut up!"

Shen Jiazhou laughed even louder.

His palm pressed on the back of Wen Shuqiao's hand. The high temperature seemed to burn Wen Shuqiao's skin. He subconsciously wanted to pull it back, but Shen Jiazhou held it tightly.

His hand slid down from his chin with Wen Shuqiao's hand.

It passed by his neck, Adam's apple, collarbone, and was finally stopped by the shirt buttons.

Shen Jiazhou lowered his eyes and took a look. Wen Shuqiao's face was even redder than his, and he felt much happier.

He whispered, "You like it."

Wen Shuqiao pressed his skin with his fingertips.

Shen Jiazhou chuckled and said, "It belongs to you too."

Although Shen Jiazhou's innocence sometimes makes people want to tease him, when he really lets go of his shame, he becomes terrifyingly strong.

Wen Shuqiao even thought that his fever was frightening.

Who would hold on to someone's hand just to feel the contours of his body...

Shen Jiazhou looked at Wen Shuqiao's face which had turned a little redder, and couldn't help but think.

Wen Shuqiao, you have come to this day!

Finally he recovered 10% and Shen Jiazhou was so happy.

Wen Shuqiao wanted to calmly take his hand back, but for some reason, his hand seemed to be covered in glue and he couldn't take it back at all.

Shen Jiazhou noticed Wen Shuqiao's struggle, and he smiled and said, "How does it feel? Is it better than before? I can see that you just like it this way. If you like it, just say it. I won't say anything. It's normal to feel shy towards me. It's human nature."

He didn't know what he was thinking of. He glanced at Cancan and lowered his voice a lot, as if he was tempting her with some kind of forbidden secret: "I found some chains recently. Do you like them? I'll buy them and wear them for you to see? Just like what I did just now... You can do anything to me."

Wen Shuqiao took a deep breath, quickly withdrew his hand, and strode towards the kitchen.

That won't work, she needs to calm down.

Shen Jiazhou, who stayed where he was, couldn't help but laugh even louder.