After having lunch at Gu Xingyuan's shop, they didn't rush back. Instead, on a whim, they went to see a movie together.
I wandered around the area for a while, and only went home after having dinner.
After taking a shower, Can Can didn't really want to go to sleep.
Shen Jiazhou's mouth was practically dry from talking, but when he looked down, the little brat's eyes were still as bright as copper bells.
He closed the book: "What are you doing? Go to sleep."
Can Can rolled herself up like a little pancake and then sat in Shen Jia Zhou's lap.
Shen Jiazhou changed his position, letting him lie across him: "What are you going to do now?"
Can Can raised her hand to pinch her uncle's nose, then pinched his cheek, before sweetly asking, "Uncle, can I not go to kindergarten tomorrow?"
Shen Jiazhou removed his hand. So it was school syndrome. No wonder he didn't want to sleep tonight; he was having trouble sleeping because he was thinking about school tomorrow.
Can Can frowned unhappily and reached out to grab his nose, ears, and face.
Shen Jiazhou was speechless, but this time he didn't take his hand away. He said, "Go to sleep, go to sleep. Tomorrow, your aunt and I will take you to kindergarten together."
Disappointed, Can Can rolled over in his arms, lying on her side and burying her face in his arm: "I don't want to go to school, Uncle. I'm all grown up now, I don't need to go to school anymore."
Shen Jiazhou pinched his butt: "Small butt, but big mouth."
Can Can wriggled around on him like a worm, whimpering like a puppy, but didn't want to show her face. She was all sticky and smug, hoping her uncle would agree not to go to kindergarten.
Could Shen Jiazhou not see through his little scheme?
He was completely unaffected by Can Can's cute and coquettish antics. After Can Can came to her senses, he said, "Uncle, why aren't you comforting me?"
At this point, you shouldn't gently pat his back and say, "If you don't want to go to kindergarten, then you don't have to go."
Why isn't my uncle saying a word?
Shen Jiazhou, with his eyes closed, said, "As a form of comfort, if you don't want to go to school, you can go to work. It's your choice."
Can Can didn't want to choose either of them, so he angrily bit Shen Jiazhou's arm, but his uncle's arm was rock hard and he couldn't bite it at all, but he still tried his best to bite him.
Shen Jiazhou deliberately tensed his arm and said, "Go ahead and bite. If you hurt my hand, you can go to school in the morning and work in the afternoon. I'm going to stay home and rest."
Can Can immediately relented and said, "Then I'll go to school."
At least the kindergarten is full of children, but his uncle's company is full of uncles and aunts. He still wants to play with children.
Shen Jiazhou moved his face away: "Go to sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow, and I haven't said anything yet."
Can Can couldn't help but sigh. How could he and his uncle both be so miserable?
Shen Jiazhou found it amusing when he heard him sigh. What was there to worry about at such a young age?
He said gently, "Alright, go to sleep now."
Can Can gave a long "Mmm," and then made another request: "Then can you shake me? Shake me, and I'll fall asleep."
“You’re four years old, way past the age of sitting in a cradle.” Although Shen Jiazhou said this, he still gently shook the arm holding him.
Can Can nestled in his arms, pinched his chin, then his ears, before closing her eyes and falling asleep.
Wen Shuqiao leaned against the headboard and scrolled through some videos. She was originally going to the children's room, but Shen Jiazhou said that he would be the one to coax Can Can tonight and told her not to go.
What he didn't say was that he was afraid Can Can would mislead him and Wen Shu Qiao would sleep in the children's room. How could that be allowed!
Wen Shuqiao was actually a little unaccustomed to lying here, even though all the beds at home were the same.
She was scrolling through the video with her finger, but she wasn't actually interested in the short video.
The door to the master bedroom opened, and Shen Jiazhou came in from outside, holding a glass of warm water. He walked to the bedside, lowered his eyes, and asked, "Would you like some water?"
Wen Shuqiao took the water, lowered her head and took a sip. When she looked up again, Shen Jiazhou had already taken off his shirt.
With his upper body exposed to the air, Wen Shuqiao looked up at him.
Shen Jiazhou even pretended to say, "I like to sleep with my upper body naked."
That's a bit redundant.
Wen Shuqiao looked away again and continued watching the video on her phone.
Shen Jiazhou chuckled softly. He stared at Wen Shuqiao's slightly red ears and began to feel smug. It seemed that he wasn't the only one who was nervous.
He lifted the covers from the other side and got into bed. After lying down, he moved closer to Wen Shuqiao, his body instinctively shifting to lean against her chest, his head resting on her shoulder.
Wen Shuqiao felt a little uncomfortable with his hand being pressed down, so she put her hand through his neck and hugged his shoulder: "Is Can Can asleep?"
Shen Jiazhou could smell each other's scent with every breath, and he hummed in agreement, "I'm going to sleep."
He seemed to remember something and lifted his arm out from under the blanket: "He bit me too, it hurt so much."
Wen Shuqiao glanced at it and raised an eyebrow: "Hmm, it does look quite serious. If you had come back any later, the teeth marks would have disappeared."
Shen Jiazhou rolled over and pinned her down, his head still resting on her collarbone.
A long time ago, when Can Can slept at night, she also liked this position, sleeping on her body, and then after falling asleep, she would slowly move Can Can to the bed next to her.
Thinking of this, Wen Shuqiao couldn't help but chuckle.
Shen Jiazhou looked up at her: "What are you laughing at?"
Wen Shuqiao snapped out of her daze and said, "It's nothing, I just feel like you're acting like a little kid right now."
Shen Jiazhou bit her chin.
Who's the child? They keep saying things he doesn't want to hear!
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