Can Can climbed out of his arms, put on her slippers, and ran to the bedroom.
Taking the opportunity, Shen Jiazhou turned to the side, resting one hand on the back of the sofa, and asked, "What storybook?"
Wen Shuqiao stopped typing, glanced at him, and explained, "I took him to the bookstore today and bought this new thing."
Shen Jiazhou asked, "How many do I need to say before I can fall asleep?"
Wen Shuqiao shrugged: "It's all thanks to your abilities."
She didn't know how to make Can Can fall asleep instantly, so after answering, she continued to pound away on the keyboard.
Shen Jiazhou pursed his lips, but couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"
Wen Shuqiao didn't even look up at this moment: "Part-time job."
"Oh," Shen Jiazhou asked, "Is the part-time job tiring?"
"Are you tired from work?" Wen Shuqiao asked in return.
The two chatted at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.
Shen Jiazhou said, "I'm not tired."
Wen Shuqiao said, "Then you're pretty amazing."
Shen Jiazhou had no desire to chat anymore; he felt that Wen Shuqiao was being sarcastic and sarcastic towards him.
Fortunately, Can Can came out with a new storybook. He stood at the bedroom door and said, "Uncle, come quickly."
Shen Jiazhou asked, puzzled, "What?"
Can Can said, "I've been waiting for you for so long! Come to bed and tell the baby a story."
Shen Jiazhou: ...?
What the hell is he talking about?
What bed?
Even Wen Shuqiao, who was sitting at the dining table, couldn't help but look up again, but Cancan said in a serious tone, "Baby needs to sleep."
New stories are best heard in the warmth of your bed!
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