Chapter 259: As soon as he left, she betrayed him
The baby from Nanchuan is wearing a furry "poop" shaped hat on his head!
He also carries a similar "poop" shaped backpack on his back!
His chubby little body was wrapped in his casual clothes, and his little face was red and swollen from crying, and he looked aggrieved. The picture... was simply indescribable!
Nanchuan Shijue stood beside the swan bed. His tall figure was out of place in the baby room, and his face was darker than the bottom of a pot.
He had obviously just taken a shower and changed into a dark gray silk robe. His hair was still damp, but the cold and unapproachable aura he exuded remained unchanged.
As soon as the little fellow saw Ning Fengsheng, his big eyes, which were originally filled with tears, instantly lit up. He stretched out his chubby little hands and waved at her eagerly, calling out "Ah! Ah!"
Ning Fengsheng fished the little meatball out and stared at the shocking "poop" hat: "What kind of design is this?"
"Don't you know feces? Are you blind or stupid?" Nanchuan Shijue said in a cold voice.
So much resentment!
"The young master chose it himself..." The nanny beside her rubbed her hands awkwardly and pretended to sort out the pile of toys.
Ning Fengsheng looked at Nanchuan Shijue's dark and handsome face, and then looked at the baby in his arms who was smiling innocently despite having "poop" on his head...
Nanchuan Spyker is really hopeless!
Just because she kissed the baby, he gave her such an "unappetizing" look?!
Do you want her to be unable to eat the poop after seeing it?!
"Nanchuan Noble! You..." Ning Fengsheng was so angry that he almost laughed, "I said I won't kiss him anymore, you don't believe me?"
"If you like to kiss a piece of shit, I'll let you do it." Nanchuan Shijue's eyes suddenly became darker, and the air pressure around him became even lower.
"How can there be a father like you——"
"I don't want this son either!" Nanchuan Shijue became even angrier.
He wanted a daughter so badly that he ended up having a boy.
Having personally delivered the baby, he wished he could have put it back on the spot...
If he was not Ning Fengsheng's son, he would have strangled him to death long ago. However, in order to protect this kid - from being harmed by Master Nanchuan, he even covered his own retreat.
I've never had a daughter in my life.
There is no man more miserable than him...
"He's already over eight months old. You can't keep raising him as a daughter."
"You want me to teach you?"
"When the baby grows up, he must be manly and not become a sissy."
"I know my limits."
"Nanchuan Shijue, wake up. No matter how much you decorate this place to look like a princess's castle, he can't turn into a girl..."
"Ning Fengsheng! Shut up!"
"You're good in every way, but you shouldn't be so petty and jealous..."
"If I'm not jealous, what should I eat?" Nanchuan Shijue was spitting fire all over his body, "You won't give me food."
Ning Fengsheng stared at him speechlessly: "Eat, eat more! Eat on time!"
Nanchuan Shijue suddenly raised his hand and stroked her lips with his fingers: "Should I eat this before or after dinner?"
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"Or eat it as a meal..." He really wanted to eat it all the time.
Ning Fengsheng's cheeks suddenly flushed, and he took a big step back while holding the little baby in his arms: "Don't touch me."
"Ning Fengsheng, do you know how long it's been since I last kissed you?" Nanchuan Shijue's eyes dimmed, his face full of frustration. "You promised that you would never kiss another man except me in this life... You lied to me."
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"As expected, the more beautiful a woman is, the more likely she is to lie... You're such a liar. Ha."
Ning Fengsheng's heart ached. She knew he minded her kissing the baby, but she didn't expect him to mind so much...
"But he... he is your baby." Ning Fengsheng said dryly.
Nanchuan Shijue turned his face away stiffly: "I know!"
"I know you still..."
"If you treat me the same, hug me and kiss me, how could I get angry? Damn it, you despise me and treat him so differently than you treat me!" Nanchuan Shijue sneered twistedly, "I hugged and touched him, and you treated me like a germ and avoided me, but you couldn't let go of him."
Ning Fengsheng opened his mouth, looking at him with an attitude that said, "Come on, try to comfort me."
But the little baby kept trying to attract her attention...
The little hands scratched her in various ways, but he could only watch her talking to Nanchuan Shijue.
Her little mouth pursed, and she began to whimper in grievance again, her little head constantly burrowing into Ning Fengsheng's arms...
Ning Fengsheng lowered her head and looked at the little guy's big, swollen, red eyes looking at her, with tears still hanging on his long eyelashes.
Nanchuan Shijue didn't wait for a single nice word, he just saw the woman holding the little baby and walking away gently coaxing him.
I totally forgot about him...
Ten minutes later, he, the ignored background board, left tactfully.
Behind me came the little baby's victorious giggle.
Where did they kiss again? As soon as he left, she betrayed him!
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At night, Nanchuan Shijue felt a tightness in his heart and slumped deeply in the wide leather chair, holding a lit cigar between his fingers. The smoke curled up and blurred his handsome but gloomy profile.
His eyes, as if drawn by a magnet, were fixed on the screen.
On the screen, Ning Fengsheng lowered his head slightly, his profile incredibly gentle.
She patted the baby gently, humming a discordant lullaby, and stared intently at the sleeping little face in her arms. Flowing in her eyes was the tenderness and love that he had never received.
"Sleep, sleep, my dear baby..."
"Mother's hands gently rock you..."
"The cradle rocks you, go to sleep quickly..."
Her singing voice is very sweet, although it is always out of tune...
The little baby gradually calmed down under her gentle humming and snuggled up to her chest.
The lights in the room seemed to become particularly gentle, enveloping the figures of a large and a small person cuddling beside the bed.
An indescribable bitterness and jealousy, like poison ivy, entangled his heart madly, almost suffocating him.
He flipped through the video clip of Ning Fengsheng singing a children's song for him last year, a cold smile curling his lips: "He sang it for me too."
His voice was filled with resentment and possessiveness.
The computer shows her now, humming softly to their son.
The phone shows her in the past, wearing a high school girl's uniform, singing to please him.
The huge sense of time and space dislocation, accompanied by strong jealousy and a deep-seated pain in his heart, severely impacted Nanchuan Shijue's nerves!
He slammed the cigar into the ashtray in annoyance, making a harsh friction sound.
His bony fingers tapped anxiously on the expensive mahogany table.
She sang to that brat!
Tomorrow, she will bake cookies, candies, cakes, and give small gifts to that boy...
Everything she had done for him would be enjoyed by that boy.
Nanchuan Shijue took out the can of rabbit biscuits from the safe, and without caring whether they had gone bad or not, he took out a piece and put it in his mouth.
A crazy, paranoid idea popped into my mind.
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