Chapter 288 Why isn’t Dad wearing clothes?
Ning Fengsheng pulled his hand back and repeatedly ordered him to be honest—
This man is so sexy that the air he touches is about to catch fire.
"Renren, let me change the bandage for you." Her voice was soft as she cut the bandage on his back.
New wounds cover old wounds...
How many times had he been punished? How much suffering had he endured as a child?
Nanchuan Shijue rested his face on the velvet pillow.
The wound on her back was dark brown, and where she had gently rubbed it with a cotton swab, a strange, tingling itch spread.
"Call me if it hurts." Ning Fengsheng moved cautiously.
Nanchuan Shijue chuckled softly: "Without you under me, I'm screaming in pain."
"Nanchuan Shijue, can you be more serious!"
"Click." The sound of the door lock being opened suddenly rang out.
Ning Fengsheng and Nanchuan Shijue were both startled and turned their heads abruptly to look towards the door.
Through the crack of the door, a pair of light yellow duck slippers came in first.
Next, there was a furry little head.
Damn, I forgot to lock the door, I was so careless!
"Sisi, baby can't sleep and wants to sleep with you." The little guy walked in swaggeringly, holding a comfort doll.
“Get out—!”
The little guy ignored his father's handsome face, which was so gloomy that it could drip water, and asked in a baby voice, "Daddy, why aren't you wearing any clothes?"
Ning Fengsheng finally reacted and hurriedly tried to pull the quilt to cover the person.
But it was too late. Nanchuan Yusen had already run to the bedside and saw everything clearly.
"Dad got beaten?"
"Your father is injured, that's why he's not wearing any clothes. I'm applying medicine on him." Ning Fengsheng explained awkwardly.
Fortunately, the little guy didn't think too much about it, and his attention was all on the scars -
"Who dares to hit Daddy?" Nanchuan Yusen clung to the edge of the bed and raised his face, tears all over his face. "Daddy knows how to fight! Daddy is the best! Why would he be beaten? Is it because Daddy didn't eat enough and has no strength?"
Nanchuan Shijue's brows were still furrowed with coldness, but a trace of helplessness flashed across his eyes.
"Why are you crying? Go back to your room."
"I won't! Tell the baby who it is, I'm going to beat him back." He sobbed, his little hand wanting to touch the scar, but afraid of hurting his father, so he just hung it in the air, "Daddy, does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt."
"Dad is lying to the kid again!" Nanchuan Yusen clenched his fists, his eyes and nose red. "How can it not hurt! There are so many wounds, Dad must have lost a lot of blood... Wuuwuwu..."
Ning Fengsheng's eyes were filled with tears: "Nanchuan Shijue, your son is worried about you."
It was quite unexpected that the little boy cried so sadly.
Nanchuan Shijue's face was tense, but his cold eyes gradually softened...
This guy didn't eat in vain, he has some conscience.
"Stop making so much noise. A man should shed blood, not tears."
"Baby, you are a man and you have to protect your daddy!" Nanchuan Yusen carefully approached the scar on his back and blew gently, just like his dad would do to him when he fell down.
"Hoo, hoo, it won't hurt..." He whispered, tears falling again, hitting Nanchuan Shijue's back, "Daddy, does it hurt a lot? Baby will blow on you more..."
Nanchuan Shijue closed his eyes and his Adam's apple rolled.
He could clearly feel the milky scent brushing against his skin, carrying a child's purest heartache, which was more effective than any expensive ointment.
"It doesn't hurt." He said in a hoarse voice, "Nanchuan Yusen, don't cry like a beggar and embarrass me."
"I'm not ashamed!" The little guy sniffed, wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, and suddenly hugged Nanchuan Shijue's arm, buried his face in it, and said sullenly, "Dad, I will be very good in the future and won't make you angry. I still need to drink milk every day and practice boxing every day. When I grow up, I will stand in front of Dad. When bad guys come, I will go first! I will kick them away! No one can bully you! Whoever hits Dad, I will hit him! Even if I can't beat him, I will bite him!!"
"Childish." He sneered, but his heart was beating fast.
As expected, he was born by that woman. He was good at sweet talk and making promises for him!
Nanchuan Yusen was still mumbling: "Dad, I won't make you angry anymore. If you let me take a nap, I will sleep. If you let me eat vegetables, I will eat them... Please get better soon, okay?"
Nanchuan Shijue looked at his son's tearful face and suddenly remembered the first time he held the newborn baby in his arms. He was so small and wrinkled like a kitten, and he said with disdain, "It's so ugly."
If it wasn't Ning Fengsheng's child, I would have thrown it into the trash can right then and there.
He also remembered the way the boy staggered into his arms when he just learned to walk.
Who would have thought that this ugly little kid would stand in front of him and say he wanted to protect him.
"Are you really going to listen to me?" His voice was choked.
"Um."
"Then get out, get out now."
Nanchuan Yusen was stunned for a moment, then immediately rolled around on the bed like a dog: "I'm rolling, rolling, baby, are you rolling well?"
"I told you to go back to your room!"
"Dad, I want to stay with you. What if the bad guys come to bully Dad again after I leave? I want to watch here!"
Nanchuan Shijue: "Nanchuan Yusen, you are looking for death!"
"He gets scolded five or six times in one minute," Ning Fengsheng said softly, "Can't you be a little gentler with your son?"
"Dad never scolded me, he just spoke loudly." Nanchuan Yusen stiffened his neck.
Nanchuan Shijue: “…”
Ning Fengsheng smiled and rubbed the little guy's head: "Why don't you let Sen Sen stay with you?"
Nanchuan Shijue pretended to be tough and turned his face away.
"Dad..." Nanchuan Yusen remembered something and took out a piece of strawberry candy wrapped in candy paper from his pajamas pocket. He carefully peeled it open and handed it to his mouth. "Dad, eat candy. It's sweet. It will stop hurting you."
The sweet aroma of strawberries fills the air.
Nanchuan Shijue looked at his son's eyes which were still filled with tears, and finally did not refuse.
The moment he put the candy in his mouth, Nanchuan Yusen immediately burst into laughter: "Sweet, right? Daddy once said that when you're sad, just eat a piece of candy to make you feel better."
Nanchuan Shijue chewed the candy, the sweetness of the strawberry spread over the tip of his tongue, but it could not compare to the burning warmth in his heart.
He took another look at the pitiful little bun and finally compromised: "Go to sleep if you are tired."
Nanchuan Yusen immediately crawled to the other side and threw himself into Ning Fengsheng's arms.
Nanchuan Shijue was furious: "Who allowed you to touch her? Come sleep next to me!"
“…”
"Didn't you say you'd accompany me? Is this how you accompany your father?"
Nanchuan Yusen sighed, then curled up beside Nanchuan Shijue, his little hand still resting on his uninjured waist, patting him gently: "Okay, baby is with you. Don't be afraid, Daddy..."
A warm breath brushed across my arm, and the milky sobs scratched my heart like feathers.
Nanchuan Shijue felt that he was doomed, and his life was doomed to failure at the hands of this mother and son!
The little guy fell asleep in a few minutes, seemed to be tired of crying, and slept soundly leaning against his father.
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