Jin Yining looked at his little darling and thought it was really hard to say whether it would work. His fair and tender little face looked like a little angel when he wasn't crying, but his temper was really unlike him or Shang Ning.
"Go ahead, it's alright. I'll keep an eye on him tomorrow." This case was brought up by Shang Ning, and it's something that must be pursued. So Jin Yining has to attend, at least to let those people know that the internet is not a lawless place, and that doing things under the guise of liking something isn't necessarily right.
Yang Jie could still hear Shang Ning's heavy nasal tone on the other end of the phone. At this moment, she didn't know whether to feel sorry for her or kick her while she was down. Finally, someone in this world had appeared who could deal with her.
Jin Yining will go, but Shang Ning cannot go out at this time. This year's Spring Festival is destined to be spent by the three of them at home, since the young master cannot see outsiders.
The little guy needs to be held even when he's asleep. Jin Yining was sitting against the headboard, and Xiao Guoke was lying on his chest, his little mouth smacking. He was probably sleeping like a little piglet.
Shang Ning had her back to Jin Yining. It was a rare opportunity for her to get some sleep. Otherwise, once the little darling woke up, she wouldn't be able to sleep anymore. She had now developed the ability to fall asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
While reading, Jin Yining gently patted Xiao Guoke, then used her free hand to cover Shang Ning with the blanket. She looked down at her son and said, "You're really good at causing trouble. It's only because your mommy has a good temper that you're like this. Anyone else would have thrown you out the window."
As if he had heard something, Little Fruit Shell opened his big, round eyes. Jin Yining sighed helplessly and patted his little face with his big hand: "Sleep, sleep, my ancestor."
Little Fruit Shell smacked its little mouth and continued to sleep on its father's chest.
Jin Yining was also sleepy at the moment, but if he fell asleep, this kid would start howling immediately, and then no one would be able to sleep.
Jin Yining admitted that in all the years he had acted and all the missions he had taken on, he had never encountered such a formidable opponent. You couldn't hit him, you couldn't scold him, you couldn't be fierce to him, and most importantly, you couldn't lose him.
How did I end up with such a little devil?
Unable to sleep, I could only pick him up and go to the kitchen. I closed the kitchen door and planned to start making chicken soup for Shang Ning. Otherwise, if I kept cooking it like this, the child wouldn't grow up, but the adults would get sick.
Jin Yining held his little darling in one arm, his phone aside. His mother was asking about their situation. With one hand, Jin Yining put the chopped chicken into the pot to blanch it.
"Ningning just fell asleep, she can sleep for a while now, otherwise she'll be restless again once she wakes up." Jin Yining lit the stove, protecting his little head with one hand. His little body was strapped to him, so there was no need to worry.
"Why don't we take him to the hospital to get checked out? Is there something wrong with the child?" Lian Jingyan asked worriedly. It wasn't that she hoped her grandson had any problems, but mainly that she had never seen a child like this before.
No outsiders are allowed in the house. They have to stay close to you 24 hours a day, never letting go or putting you down, and you have to hold them constantly.
What kind of parents can be put through this kind of ordeal?
"It's nothing, he was probably just frightened before. He'll be fine after the full moon." Jin Yining said, looking down at her son's little face, where the red marks had long since disappeared. She wondered if it was because of this innate karmic bond.
"Can you two really handle this?"
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