Chapter 103 Proof
Shen Jiazhou changed into clean clothes and came out. Wen Shuqiao had already applied baby cream on Cancan and was sitting on the sofa, blowing his hair with a hair dryer.
Cancan sat on his little giraffe stool, with milk in his arms and a cake at his feet. When he heard the bathroom door open, he turned his head and glanced at Shen Jiazhou furtively.
But he soon sat up straight again and obediently let his aunt blow dry his hair.
But when Shen Jiazhou came out on Monday, he felt that something was wrong with this boy. He walked over with the bag and put it on the ground.
The clothes Lin Yan took out were from his office, and it was still a solid-color suit.
Wen Shuqiao glanced at him and asked, "Do you want to blow dry his hair?"
Shen Jiazhou took a look and saw Cancan holding the milk and lowering her head. What happened? However, he still took the hair dryer from Wen Shuqiao.
Wen Shuqiao said, "I'll go clean up the bathroom."
The living room space was left to the uncle and nephew.
It was Shen Jiazhou's turn to sit on the sofa. He reached out and scratched Cancan's soft hair. Actually, it was almost dry. He just needed to blow it with the hair dryer a few times.
However, he still checked it carefully and made sure it was completely dry before turning off the hair dryer and putting it aside.
But Cancan just held the milk without saying a word or turning his head.
Shen Jiazhou poked his left shoulder with his finger: "What's wrong?"
If he keeps silent, he will be traumatized.
If a child is quiet, he must be up to something; the meaning of this sentence is still increasing.
Cancan moved her shoulders but still didn't turn her head.
Shen Jiazhou poked his right shoulder again, and Cancan moved his right shoulder again.
Shen Jiazhou raised his eyebrows and poked his back with his fingers. Every time he poked Cancan, he moved. He poked faster and faster until he finally poked his ticklish spot.
Cancan couldn't help laughing and accusing, "Uncle! You broke the rules! Hahahaha!"
The laughter startled Niu Nai. Niu Nai meowed in dissatisfaction, gently hit Can Can with its tail, jumped out of his arms, and lay down gracefully in the nest. Cake looked at them, climbed up and followed him back to the nest.
Cancan then stood up from the stool and turned around to face Shen Jiazhou.
Shen Jiazhou crossed his arms: "What's wrong? What bad things have you done again?"
In this way, it's hard not to wonder if he has done something again.
But Wen Shuqiao didn’t give him any hint just now?
Cancan took a step forward and walked between Shen Jiazhou's legs. She stood sideways, leaning her back against his thighs, and lowered her head to play with her fingers.
Shen Jiazhou raised his eyebrows: "Hmm?"
He simply held him on his lap and sat him down: "Now tell me."
Cancan then whispered, "Uncle, I'm sorry."
He looked into Shen Jiazhou's eyes and said sincerely, "Auntie has just taught the baby a lesson."
My uncle was clearly giving the baby a bath with good intentions, and although he also said he would spank the baby, he didn't do it.
He washed the baby carefully, but the baby still played a trick on his uncle and made his clothes wet.
Only then did Shen Jiazhou realize that he was being criticized.
He leaned back and leaned against the back of the sofa: "And then?"
Then?
Cancan looked at Shen Jiazhou. Shouldn’t her uncle say at this time, “It’s okay, baby. Has her uncle forgiven you?”
Why is there more?
I don’t know. Neither my aunt nor the system taught me!
Shen Jiazhou looked at him. Cancan thought about it, climbed up from his legs, and simply sat on his uncle's stomach. Then he leaned over and hugged his head, rubbing his face against his forehead: "Uncle, I won't do this again in the future, will you forgive me?"
Shen Jiazhou didn't expect Cancan to hug his head. At this moment, his head was forced to bury in Cancan's "broad" chest. Every breath he took was filled with the smell of the milk shower gel on his body. He was helpless: "You are suffocating me to death."
Cancan let go of Shen Jiazhou, and put her head on Shen Jiazhou's neck as usual, rubbing her soft cheeks against his neck, like a kitten.
"Uncle~ Please forgive me~ I really know I was wrong~"
"Uncle~Uncle~Uncle~"
Shen Jiazhou patted his butt helplessly: "I'm not dead yet, you're calling my soul here."
Cancan nudged him again: "Uncle, have you forgiven me?"
Then he realized what Shen Jiazhou had just said, and added: "Uncle, you can't die. If you die, the baby won't have an uncle anymore."
"I forgive you, I forgive you." Shen Jiazhou said. If he didn't forgive her, he probably wouldn't be able to leave tonight.
Cancan raised her head and held his face with both hands: "Really?"
Shen Jiazhou nodded slightly: "Yes, really."
Cancan said: "Then how do you prove that you have forgiven me?"
Shen Jiazhou was so angry that he almost laughed. Why did he have to prove himself before he forgave someone?
But after meeting Cancan's clear gaze, he fixed his waist, sat up straight, and then kissed Cancan on the cheek: "Can you prove it now?"
Cancan reached out and covered her cheek.
Oh, why is my uncle still kissing the baby?
Cancan nodded shyly: "Okay, it's proved."
Shen Jiazhou pinched his face and said, "Don't act naughty next time, you naughty little pig."
Cancan hummed happily twice: "Okay ~ Baby promises you."
Then he looked at Wen Shuqiao who was standing beside him: "Aunt, did you see it? Uncle has forgiven me!"
Shen Jiazhou then suddenly turned his head to look at Wen Shuqiao who had appeared out of nowhere.
Wen Shuqiao groaned, "Okay, it's good to forgive you."
She met Shen Jiazhou's eyes and added, "I didn't see anything, don't worry."
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Thank you, but you don't need to say that.
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