Chapter 263 Because I Look Like Daddy
Su Qianji held Shanglu in his arms, and the little guy who had just landed in his arms moved away again.
"Mom, hold the baby."
"Little White Treasure, are you still feeling uncomfortable?"
Shanglu raised his eyelids, but they seemed too heavy and drooped again, his whole face looking extremely tired.
"You are not my mother."
"I am..." Su Qianji paused, not knowing how to introduce himself for a moment.
"Are you Daddy?"
Another babyish voice called Daddy.
Su Qianji paused, and the next moment he lowered his head and said softly: "If Xiao Baibao wants me to be your father, I will be your father."
"No." The little baby said in a soft and tender voice, refusing directly: "The one that Mommy likes is my daddy. If Mommy doesn't like him, he can't be my daddy."
Su Qianji felt somewhat helpless and obeyed his wishes and said, "Okay, whatever you say is what I will do."
"But." Shang Lu sniffed, his voice filled with grievance: "I want Daddy too."
Su Qianji was heartbroken: "Then I will be your father."
"No, mother doesn't like you."
Su Qianji was choked and could not speak.
Fortunately, the little girl fell asleep again and didn't ask any more questions.
"Mars?"
Jiang Lian was extremely surprised to see Su Qianji, and was even more shocked to see that he was holding a child in his arms.
"This is."
"This child has a fever, please help take a look."
Jiang Lian was a little embarrassed: "Sorry, God of War, General Baiyin sent a message, my daughter needs help, I..."
"This child is Jiang Yao's."
Jiang Lian's pupils shrank, and he quickly opened the door: "God of War, carry him in."
After Su Qianji entered the house, he saw that there was no bed in the room, so he conjured up another one and then put Shanglu on it.
"He had a fever and was very hot, but he was also saying he was cold."
Jiang Lian saw him pull the quilt over Shang Lu, and hurried over to pull the quilt open.
"The child has a fever and needs to be brought down. He can't be covered with a blanket."
Su Qianji nodded: "I used my spiritual power to cool him down, but he still cried out of cold, and his fever didn't go away."
Jiang Lian looked at him in astonishment, then thought, how could Su Qianji take care of others?
He quickly pulled Shang Lu's clothes off, then said slowly, "The War God's spiritual power is too cold. Fever requires cooling, not forcibly reducing it with ice."
Jiang Lian waved his hand and conjured up a basin of warm water, then wet a towel. Before the towel landed on Shang Lu, the little ball rolled to the side.
Su Qianji snatched the towel from Jiang Lian's hand: "Tell me how to do it, and I'll do it."
Jiang Lian stepped aside and said, "Use a towel to wipe his chest, underarms, forehead, palms, and soles of his feet."
Su Qianji's hands were a little clumsy, and it was obvious that he didn't do this kind of thing often, but he was very careful and gentle.
The little girl didn't mind his touch and let him wipe her obediently.
After doing this over and over again, the fever finally subsided, Shanglu stopped complaining of being cold, and his wrinkled little face relaxed, but his thin lips were dry and flaky.
Jiang Lian went out and brought back a bowl of warm water.
"Feed him this."
Su Qianji took the water and felt it was not hot before picking up Shanglu and calling softly, "Little Baibao, drink some water first."
Shanglu struggled and was unwilling to open his mouth.
"Be good, you need to drink some water."
"I don't want you, I want my mother."
"Be good, drink it and I'll take you to find your mother."
"No, don't drink water from strangers. Mother said you'll be sold if you do."
Su Qianji was extremely helpless and didn't know what to do with the little dumpling.
Jiang Lian was a little surprised to see Su Qianji being so patient, and then he came to his senses.
"God of War, what is your relationship with this child?"
Su Qianji was stunned for a moment, and said in a calm tone with a hint of loss: "We just know each other."
"That's difficult." Jiang Lian sighed, "When my Ah Chu was sick as a child, he refused to take medicine. No one else could feed him except me."
Su Qianji thought for a moment, then handed the water over and said in a low voice, "Little Baibao, I'm your father, would you like some water?"
Jiang Lian opened his eyes wide, and his mouth was so open that an egg could fit in it.
If he didn't know Su Qianji, he would probably think this was true.
No, even if he knew Su Qianji, based on what he knew about Su Qianji, how could he make up such a big lie to coax a child.
However, this trick is still very effective on Shanglu. The little dumpling raised his eyelids and saw Su Qianji's profile through the gap.
He choked up in a baby voice.
"You're not my father. Mother said I look like him, but you're nothing like me."
Su Qianji was stunned. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and put away the face-hiding technique.
At this moment, Jiang Lian quickly turned around, fortunately he didn't see Su Qianji's true face: "God of War, I'm going to go out and prepare some food for the child."
Shang Lu stared blankly at the man in front of him. This face really looked like him.
"Are you really my father?"
When Su Qianji faced him with his true face, he couldn't tell the lie for a moment.
Shang Lu laughed foolishly: "You are my father. Mother said that father is very handsome, as handsome as me. Mother also said that father's eyes are most similar to mine."
Su Qianji was in a complicated mood and came over with the bowl in his hand: "Xiao Baibao, drink some water first."
"Okay, I'll drink if Dad tells me to."
This time, Shanglu was very well behaved and drank the entire bowl of water smoothly.
He was still a little confused, looking at Su Qianji without blinking, for fear that this father who had suddenly appeared would disappear.
Su Qianji felt helpless when he looked at her: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
"Because Daddy is handsome."
The chubby little hand even touched his face: "Daddy is so handsome."
It's just as beautiful as my mother said.
Su Qianji felt a little itchy on his face. He grabbed the little hand that was making trouble, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Little White Treasure is also very beautiful."
"Because I look like Daddy."
Shang Lu smiled happily: "Daddy is so handsome, mother will definitely like him very much."
Su Qianji was speechless for a long while before he asked, "So your mother likes beautiful things?"
Shang Lu shook his head seriously: "No, mother only likes me, and father has to rank behind me."
"Okay, Daddy will be in line behind you."
Shang Lu's eyelids were very heavy, but he was reluctant to close his eyes. His big watery eyes stared at him without blinking.
"Little White Treasure, can you sleep a little longer?"
Shang Lu shook his head: "No, I'm not sleepy."
"I'm not leaving. You can sleep a little longer."
"No, I have to watch over you. When mother comes back, I will tell her that I found father, so that mother won't be sad."
Shang Lu sniffed and said a little aggrievedly: "Dad, if you don't come back to find us, Mom will often cry when she thinks of you. I don't want to see Mom cry. Dad, please don't leave, okay?"
Su Qianji felt as if his heart was being stabbed by needles. Thinking of the young master of Pengxue Island who had betrayed Jiang Yao and his mother, he wished he could just rush over and kill them.
But seeing how much Shang Lu cared about his father, and how much Jiang Yao cared about that man, he had to suppress the anger in his heart, otherwise he really would not be able to control himself.
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