I slept without any dreams.
The room was still dimly lit. Shen Jiazhou was half asleep and subconsciously tightened his arms when someone patted him on the shoulder.
He opened his eyes sleepily, and the first thing he saw was Wen Shuqiao's profile.
Shen Jiazhou hadn't forgotten how he climbed into Wen Shuqiao's bed yesterday. He rubbed his face against Wen Shuqiao's shoulder twice and asked, "What time is it?"
Wen Shuqiao glanced at her phone: "It's eight o'clock."
She woke up around 7 a.m. She was so hot all night. Shen Jiazhou was like a furnace, and Can Can was like a little hot water bottle. Last night, Can Can somehow fell asleep and snuggled into her arms.
Wen Shuqiao tried to push Shen Jiazhou away, but Shen Jiazhou was like a tracker; as soon as she made a sound, he would automatically come close to her, and he was still unconscious.
There was no other way but to move Cancan further inside, and then it wasn't so hot anymore.
Shen Jiazhou nuzzled her head twice more and muttered, "Sleep a little longer, it's been so long since I've slept in."
His biological clock is actually quite punctual, but today is different. With Wen Shuqiao by his side, he just wants to cuddle with her a little longer.
Wen Shuqiao said, "I'm getting up now. You can hold Cancan while you sleep."
Shen Jiazhou had half his body on her, his chin pressed against her collarbone: "...No, I just want to sleep while holding you."
Wen Shuqiao kicked him under the covers, but the next second she was pinned down by Shen Jiazhou's leg.
A strange look flashed across her face. She first glanced at Can Can, who was still asleep.
Then she whispered something in Shen Jiazhou's ear, and Shen Jiazhou instantly woke up.
His face turned bright red, and he stammered, "It's...it's a normal physiological phenomenon. Let's get up."
After saying that, she threw off the covers and got out of bed. She didn't dare to face Wen Shuqiao at all. She slipped on her slippers and ran out. Just looking at her back, she looked like she was fleeing in panic.
Wen Shuqiao slowly sat up from the bed, her ears turning an unnatural red.
However, she quickly coughed lightly and thought to herself, "It's normal, nothing to worry about. We're all young people, full of energy, it's normal."
Wen Shuqiao got out of bed and stood by the bed when Can Can woke up groggily. He looked at his aunt and said softly, "Auntie."
Wen Shuqiao turned around and bent down slightly: "Awake, baby."
Can Can closed his eyes again, clearly not fully awake. He continued, "Auntie, I had a dream."
Wen Shuqiao asked, "Hmm? What kind of dream?"
"I dreamt that you slept with me last night." Can Can buried most of her face in the pillow, her round, dark eyes looking at Wen Shu Qiao: "Auntie, will you sleep with me tonight?"
Wen Shuqiao chuckled softly, bent down and pinched his cheek: "Auntie slept with you last night. If you don't believe me, touch the blanket here, it's still warm."
Can Can reached out and touched the blanket covering her body with some skepticism, and it was indeed warm and cozy.
He got out of bed, took a big step to the bedside, reached out and hugged her neck, and said unhappily, "Auntie, why didn't you tell me? I didn't know."
Wen Shuqiao picked him up: "Your aunt didn't tell you because you were asleep."
Can Can hugged her neck and said in a clingy voice, "Then will you sleep with me tonight? I'll know tonight."
Wen Shuqiao sat on the edge of the bed and let him sit on her lap: "Shall we talk about it again tonight?"
Can Can was unhappy and wouldn't let go of Wen Shu Qiao, so he coaxed her to sleep with him that night.
Wen Shuqiao said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I promise you."
Can Can's face lit up instantly: "Okay, let's go to bed early tonight, okay?"
Wen Shuqiao nodded and said, "Okay."
Then he patted his butt and said, "Since you're awake, get up and brush your teeth and wash your face. I'm going upstairs to wash up too."
Can Can wasn't clingy anymore. He hummed in agreement and happily said "okay," then put on his slippers and went to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
Wen Shuqiao also left the children's room. After washing up, she went downstairs and found the uncle and nephew gathered in the kitchen, doing something.
She walked over and stood at the door, unnoticed by the uncle and nephew.
Wen Shuqiao glanced at it and saw that they were cooking noodles, with some blanched seafood next to them. It looked like they were making seafood noodles.
Standing on a small stool, watching her uncle cook noodles, Can Can couldn't help but say, "Uncle, Auntie doesn't seem to cook them like this."
Shen Jiazhou was intently looking at the electronic recipe on his phone: "You're a kid, you don't know, this is what it says on the phone."
First blanch the seafood, then boil the noodles in boiling water, then stir-fry the seafood in oil and bring it to a boil again.
It's super simple; for a smart person like him, it's a piece of cake.
But how much is "appropriate amount"?
Shen Jiazhou expressed his doubts about the "appropriate amount," saying, "Why can't you write it clearly when you're teaching a recipe? Why not just write down the grams?"
The two children were so engrossed in their phones that they didn't notice the pot next to them was about to overflow with water.
When Shen Jia Zhou realized what was happening and hurriedly tried to turn off the fire, his other hand quickly turned the fire down even faster.
The water didn't splash out.
Shen Jiazhou breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head and saw that Wen Shuqiao had already tied her long hair back with a hair tie. She deftly moved the pot for cooking noodles to the other side and took out a small pot: "Let me do it."
Shen Jiazhou replied, "I'll do it! I know how! You just watch from the side!"
Can Can sighed: "Uncle, how about..."
Shen Jiazhou glanced at Cancan, who immediately covered her mouth and got off the small stool: "I'd better go find cake and milk to play with."
The kitchen was not fun for him at all.
Wen Shuqiao stepped aside: "Then I'll explain, and you do the operation?"
Shen Jiazhou gave an OK sign; he could handle even a small breakfast with ease!
Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but laugh at his smug look, and stood aside watching Shen Jiazhou do his thing.
It must be said that, perhaps due to his previous experience, Shen Jiazhou looked quite presentable this time, and his body was no longer "a mile" away from the stove.
Pour the oil into the pan, Shen Jiazhou picked up a shrimp that was still a little lively, took a deep breath, and quickly poured it in. He was "bounced" out of the pan, but instinctively stood next to Wen Shuqiao to shield her from the splattering oil.
Wen Shuqiao: ...
It's too early to be reassured.
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