Chapter 274 Why Do You Praise Dad?
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In the children's room, the little guy was trying to sit up, and the IV tube was pulled out very long by him.
Afraid that Sisi had left, he stretched his neck, wanting to get out of bed and look for her...
"Don't move. Didn't I tell you to wait for me in bed?"
Seeing Ning Fengsheng bring in porridge, his eyes lit up and he clapped his hands excitedly: "Sisi made this! The baby can smell the fragrance!"
Exaggeration, is it really that fragrant?
Ning Fengsheng received a lot of praise, and Moss beside him laughed out loud...
The young master probably doesn't know that this porridge was made by him, and the food made by Miss Ning also went into his stomach.
"Slow down, it's hot." Ning Fengsheng scooped a spoonful, blew it cool, and brought it to his mouth.
The little guy opened his mouth wide, and an expression of satisfaction immediately appeared on his face, like a kitten that had been fed.
"It's delicious! A hundred times better than what Dad makes!" he mumbled. "The porridge Dad makes tastes like stone. I secretly fed it to the dog last time, but the dog wouldn't eat it!"
"How could that be? Your dad is so good, he can cook well too."
"Why are you praising daddy? Baby is angry!" The little guy pouted.
"Baby, you have to listen to your daddy and don't always make him angry. His heart is not in good condition." Ning Fengsheng couldn't help but worry when he thought of Nanchuan Shijue's health.
Outside the screen, Nanchuan Shijue's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
Is this woman concerned about his body?
The little guy's eyes turned red: "Daddy threw away the hat, and Sisi thinks it's the baby's fault?"
"Did you see Dad take it?"
"Maomao is missing, who else could it be besides Dad? Grandpa Moss...you have to be a witness for the baby."
Moss dared not say a word!
Young Master, you didn't take the hat. It grew legs on its own and ended up on your head...
"Dad is the person who loves you most in this world. You have to love him, okay?"
"Dad is so fierce—"
"He's the king. Of course the wolf king will be fierce."
The little guy's eyes became even redder: "Daddy is the Wolf King, so what is a baby?"
"You are the Little Wolf King, and your father is the Big Wolf King." Ning Fengsheng hooked his little nose, "You two look exactly the same..."
Nanchuan Shijue's Adam's apple rolled suddenly, and a ball of warm air seemed to explode in his chest.
This was the first time she said something nice about him when he couldn't see her!
He put out his cigarette, stood up and walked out, then suddenly stopped in front of the mirror and adjusted his collar.
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Ning Fengsheng fed the little guy porridge and coaxed him for a long time, but the little guy pouted and was still unhappy.
Sisi has been saying good things about his father, but he hasn't praised him——
"Master!" The servant suddenly bowed.
Ning Fengsheng's back suddenly stiffened. Before he could turn around, he could feel the tall figure looming behind him. It was the aura of the Nanchuan noble...
"Don't be afraid, Sisi, I will protect you..." The little guy immediately hugged Ning Fengsheng's neck.
"Mr. Nanchuan..." Ning Fengsheng shouted with gritted teeth.
Every movement of Nanchuan Shijue is full of explosive tension, but because of his own handsomeness, he reveals a morbid beauty.
Moss noticed with his sharp eyes that the young master had changed into a formal suit...
He was wearing different clothes from when he met Miss Ning in the lobby before.
The moment Ning Fengsheng opened his mouth, the man's face suddenly darkened, and the air pressure around him instantly dropped to a suffocating level.
Ning Fengsheng took the little guy's hand, stood up and said, "Sesen has a fever. I came to see him. I'll leave now and won't disturb you."
"Sisi, don't go!" The little guy's face was wrinkled with fever and red, and he was about to get out of bed, but the servant quickly held him down.
"Young Master, you are still sick and can't get out of bed..."
"Sisi won't leave——"
Ning Fengsheng just wanted to escape from the scene, so he lowered his head and quickly passed by the man.
"Don't you want to see me?"
His low, hoarse voice came from behind him.
Ning Fengsheng's whole body stiffened, and his heart was in a knot.
Nanchuan Shijue approached slowly, his leather shoes making a dull sound on the floor, and every step seemed to step on her heart.
He stopped behind her and could smell the familiar scent of her hair - it was the same shampoo she had loved most three years ago.
"Hide when you see me." He sneered self-deprecatingly. "I'm a monstrous beast. Would I eat you?"
"No!" Ning Fengsheng's voice tightened, "I'm just afraid... of breaking our agreement."
"Don't worry." The light in his eyes dimmed, "I won't pester Miss Si."
Ning Fengsheng opened his mouth, but his throat seemed to be blocked: "That's not what I meant... I was just afraid of disturbing your life and being an eyesore."
Nanchuan Shijue's heart felt like it was hit by a heavy hammer, and the pain was so severe that he could hardly breathe.
He roared madly in his heart: Ning Fengsheng! You know how much I miss you! I miss you so much that I'm almost going crazy!
"I'm afraid I'm an eyesore to Miss Si."
"Sisi!" The little guy finally broke free from the servant, rushed over barefoot and hugged Ning Fengsheng's legs, pressing his hot little face against her knees, "It's all Daddy's fault, Daddy bullied Sisi! Baby, I'm going to chase him away now——"
"Sensen, stop it." Ning Fengsheng said in a heavier tone.
"Woo...Baby won't let Sisi leave..." The little guy played the sympathy card, "If you want to go, let's go together..."
Nanchuan Shijue's eyes fell on the white legs, and the child's hands were tightly clasped around them, as if declaring sovereignty.
An inexplicable anger rushed to the top of my head...
"Miss Si." Moss spoke at the right time, "The young master has a high fever and needs someone tonight. You should stay."
Ning Fengsheng secretly glanced at Nanchuan Shijue out of the corner of his eye.
The man's profile was as hard as a sculpture, and his expression could not be seen clearly: "Trouble you."
He turned and walked away, his back straight, but his whole body revealed an unconcealable loneliness.
Moss sighed. The young master was so high-spirited when he first came in, but now he looked so lonely, like a defeated rooster.
Ning Fengsheng felt like a piece of her heart was hollowed out. Could it be that the Duke of Nanchuan... came to see her specially?
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At eleven o'clock in the evening, the light in the study was still on.
Nanchuan Shijue sat on a leather seat with dozens of contracts spread out in front of him, trying to numb himself with work.
However, Ning Fengsheng's face kept flashing in his mind...
"Your father is so powerful...", "He's the king, of course the wolf king is fierce"...
"I'm leaving now. I won't disturb you.", "I'm just afraid...of breaking our agreement"...
This woman has the ability to make his heart round and flat at any time.
Long fingers tapped a few times on the keyboard, and countless video files unfolded——
The moment she held up the trophy at the design competition, she was wearing a silver dress under the spotlight, as beautiful as a star lost in the world;
She played the piano at the charity dinner, her fingertips dancing on the black and white keys, her profile so gentle that he wanted to kiss it a hundred times;
She stayed up late in the studio drawing, biting the pen and frowning, looking exactly the same as before.
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