But even now, Shen Qianyu doesn't dare to ask the cub if it really wants to be with her.
He was once invincible, but in front of cubs, he became a coward.
A single word from the cub was enough to make him surrender.
But the one who can decide his life or death is not a silver tongue, nor a heart of stone, nor a vicious demon.
He was just a soft little cake exuding the scent of shower gel and fragrance.
When Dad was distracted, the little one would take a towel and dry his hair, making a mess of his beautiful white hair.
Shen Qianyu felt the cold water droplets from the cub shaking its head and then woke up, continuing to wipe the cub's hair.
Because the cub's skin is delicate, he specially got some skin care ointment from the doctor, which he will apply to the cub's face and body later.
With accumulated experience, Shen Qianyu has evolved from a kneading-like rubbing method to a light, dotting and kneading technique. Sure enough, new dads all evolve into the "complete" fathers they've always been.
Shen Qianyu's hands, which had once held power and sharp knives, were now patiently and gently applying lotion to the cub, wearing a pink wristband.
After wiping, Shen Qianyu couldn't help but think of the whispered conversation he had overheard his subordinates having:
"The baby's face smells so sweet, and so do his feet. It's a bit weird, but I really think the baby with his tiny hands and feet is so cute. He's like a little dumpling, and I want to kiss him all over."
Even the assistant couldn't help but admit:
"Sometimes when Wang isn't around, when I'm bathing and wiping Zai Zai's face, I really want to bury my face in his belly and suckle him all over. It feels like every part of Zai Zai is soft and smells like him..."
It smells good.
Little steamed bun.
It tastes like a little kid.
Shen Qianyu's gaze fell on the cub's little feet, which really did look like chubby little crescent moons.
Shen Qianyu's Adam's apple bobbed up and down, as if he was struggling with something. Then he glanced behind him to make sure his men were outside the door before silently lowering his head, holding the baby's feet close and sniffing them.
He really does have a boyish charm.
Unable to resist, she continued to suckle until finally Shen Qianyu buried her face in her baby's arms.
The child was already drowsy and didn't realize that his father was secretly sucking him until the sound of a cup falling to the ground pulled the child and Shen Qianyu back to reality.
The assistant, who was holding the baby's bedtime milk, was deeply shocked.
He seemed unable to accept that his powerful, cold, and autocratic king was actually a guy who secretly had sex with babies, so much so that his image as the perfect assistant he had maintained for over a decade was shattered.
At this moment, apart from the cub, the other two people in the room were extremely embarrassed.
"king……"
"I……"
They both opened their mouths at the same time, and then closed them at the same time.
Then the assistant jumped up from the spot, covered his face with the only tray he had left, and backed out the door without saying a word, yet he said everything.
Shen Qianyu hadn't felt this awkward in a long time. He coughed twice, stood up to smoke, and only realized that he had put all his cigarettes on the shelf by the door before entering the room.
This is a new habit he has developed.
Because cubs cannot smell smoke.
However, the cub's sense of smell is exceptionally keen. Sometimes, even after he has taken off his coat outside, the cub can still smell the cigarette smoke on him.
Shen Qianyu is already trying to quit smoking.
Thinking of this, Shen Qianyu glanced at the cub again and felt that the cub's arrival had changed him a lot.
But Shen Qianyu actually enjoyed it.
However, in addition to smelling the cigarette on his father, the cubs can also smell the unique bitter fragrance that belongs to his father.
If the father's scent is not present, the cubs will wake up in the middle of the night looking for him.
So Shen Qianyu just stood on the windowsill for a while to wake herself up in the cold wind, then came back, took the cub into her arms, and coaxed it to sleep.
Perhaps it was the bitter fragrance emanating from Shen Qianyu that stirred up the lingering emotions from each separation in the half-awake cub, or perhaps it was the scent of his father's memories that seeped into the cub's heart. Tears welled up in the cub's eyes, and sadness, like a tidal wave, overwhelmed his mouth and nose.
So, in the middle of the night, Shen Qianyu felt a small bundle of flesh sobbing in her arms.
The child is crying and calling for his father.
Did you have a nightmare? Or did you remember something?
Does it remind you of the guardian who abandoned him?
Shen Qianyu didn't know whether she should ask or expose the scars in the cub's heart.
He simply opened his eyes and looked at the cub's tiny shoulders twitching, feeling a sharp pain as if his heart were being squeezed.
Now, would he still dare to give away his cubs to others like the previous caregivers did, causing the cubs to experience abandonment again?
He could explain to the cub, but wasn't his own avoidance action already overlapping with the cub's memory of the person who abandoned him?
Only now does Shen Qianyu truly understand the taste of regret.
He didn't know if his son had sensed something, but the son dared not speak out or ask, keeping his fear bottled up inside, which was why he thought of his fathers from before...
Shen Qianyu could only hold the cub back in her arms, gently responding to its cries and wiping away the tears from its eyes.
"Don't be afraid, Dad is here."
"Daddy won't leave."
"Daddy will never leave his baby."
The baby managed to stop crying after hearing his father's comforting words, but he buried his head in his father's arms and still habitually used clingy behavior to express the grievances he had suffered.
The child, eyes closed, clutched one of his father's fingers, his soft voice still seeming to drift in a dream:
"Dad, why aren't you singing lullabies anymore?"
"Daddy can sing to me to cheer me up..."
Shen Qianyu: Huh? Me?
Shen Qianyu remained silent for a long time. It wasn't that he was unwilling, but that he had achievements in various fields and was almost omnipotent. However, he was like a layman in the field of art. No matter how much his family tried to cultivate him when he was a child, he could play the violin so well that he could kill the living and bring the dead back to life.
Not to mention his singing voice.
In short, Shen Qianyu has never sung in front of others.
But seeing the cub pouting and about to cry, Shen Qianyu had no choice but to hum a low, incoherent tune.
They were still singing marching songs.
As he hummed softly to soothe the cub, this time the more astute assistant sent Shen Qianyu a message beforehand:
"My lord, why is there a calf bellowing in the room? Have orcs invaded?"
Shen Qianyu: ...
It seems even the messages on the screen exude Shen Qianyu's indifference:
"You, deduct my salary."
assistant:? ? ?
The cubs seem to be very tolerant of their fathers, suggesting that the caregiver who raised them wasn't a particularly great artist.
Thinking about this, Shen Qianyu's mindset seemed to be much more balanced.
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