A single call of "Papa" shattered all the ntal preparations Qin Chuan had made in advance.
At this mont, he stood there woodenly, looking down at the little one clinging to his leg, reluctant to let go, feeling a bit at a loss.
Seeing this, ng Wantang quickly gave him a look, signaling him to speak.
Qin Chuan was stunned for quite a while before he finally reacted.
Then, he handed the plush toy and the cake to ng Wantang and scooped up the little one, affectionately calling, "Nannan..."
"Papa, papa, papa, papa..."
The little one was extrely excited, hugging Qin Chuan's neck, unwilling to let go, almost wanting to stick to Qin Chuan.
"Alright Nannan, Daddy just got back, let him rest for a bit, okay?" ng Wantang reminded.
"I don't want to, I just want Papa."
The little one pouted, giving ng Wantang a defiant look.
That proud little expression seed to say: I have Papa to back up, Mama, you can't control .
ng Wantang playfully glared at her and then had Qin Chuan carry Nannan over to the sofa.
"Papa, why didn't you co back to see for so long..."
"Papa, was it you who healed yesterday..."
"Papa, when I grow up, I want to be a doctor too..."
The little one kept talking nonstop, as if she wanted to tell Qin Chuan all the words she had accumulated over the past few years.
It was quite a coincidence too.
ng Wantang's deceased husband was also surnad Qin, so the little one's full na is Qin Yao, with the nickna Nannan.
Nannan's personality is a bit haughty at tis, but in front of Qin Chuan, she behaves quite well.
Not only does she proactively feed Qin Chuan fruits, but she also shares her favorite chocolates with him.
She seems to want to use this way to keep this long-working-away father at ho.
"Papa, are you fighting with Mama?" Suddenly, while playing with Qin Chuan, Nannan asked.
"No, not at all." Qin Chuan answered instinctively.
Nannan rolled her eyes and asked curiously, "Then why is Mama sitting so far away?"
As she spoke, she pointed to ng Wantang, who was separated by a coffee table.
"Uh, this..."
Qin Chuan was at a loss, not knowing how to explain.
"It's just so you and your dad can have so space," ng Wantang explained, casting a reproachful glance at Nannan.
Nannan pouted, her expression both arrogant and smug.
"Mama hasn't seen Papa in a long ti either, let Mama have Papa for a while," Nannan said generously.
"Uh..."
Qin Chuan was dumbfounded, not knowing what to do.
"Mama, co over here," Nannan pointed to the spot next to Qin Chuan.
ng Wantang had no choice but to sit there reluctantly.
The expressions of the two adults were slightly awkward, filled with tension and distance.
This made Nannan quite dissatisfied, and she proactively grabbed Qin Chuan and ng Wantang's hands, placing them together.
"You have to hold hands," Nannan instructed with an authoritative air, hands on her hips.
Upon touching ng Wantang's hand, Qin Chuan instinctively wanted to withdraw.
But ng Wantang took the initiative to hold his hand instead, intertwining their fingers tightly.
Feeling her smooth and delicate hand, Qin Chuan felt a bit at a loss.
"Is this to your satisfaction?" ng Wantang held Qin Chuan's hand up for Nannan to see.
"That's more like it."
Nannan nodded in satisfaction.
ng Wantang sighed in relief and then glanced at Qin Chuan.
Qin Chuan was sitting upright, looking like an obedient student, only a step away from placing his hands neatly on the desk.
Seeing this, ng Wantang's lips subtly curled into an imperceptible smile.
After that, the two of them held hands while playing with Nannan.
Gradually, Qin Chuan began to adapt to this feeling, and the sense of awkwardness slowly dissipated.
After playing with Nannan for over half an hour, it was ti for a al.
Taking the opportunity while the nanny took Nannan to wash her hands, ng Wantang said to Qin Chuan, "During dinner, I'll tell Nannan about your business trip. After she falls asleep, you can leave. Thank you so much for today, Mr. Qin."
"It's no problem, I really like Nannan too."
Qin Chuan nodded.
However, neither of them noticed that during their conversation, they were still holding hands tightly.
Everything seed very natural.
During the al, ng Wantang ntioned that Qin Chuan had to go on a business trip.
Upon hearing this, Nannan started crying loudly.
Seeing this, Qin Chuan hurried to comfort her, "Nannan, be good. Daddy promises you that as soon as my work is done, I'll co back to be with you and take you to the amusent park, okay?"
After being consoled for a while, Nannan finally accepted this harsh reality.
She looked at Qin Chuan with teary eyes, "Papa, then will you put to sleep later? You've never tucked in before."
Qin Chuan nodded even though he didn't have ng Wantang's permission.
He couldn't bear to refuse this small wish.
After dinner, Qin Chuan played with Nannan for a little while longer.
It wasn't until she began yawning that he carried her to her room, preparing to put her down for a nap.
Qin Chuan tucked a small blanket around her and rubbed her little head, "Good afternoon."
Nannan nodded and obediently closed her eyes.
But no more than two seconds later, she opened them again, seriously looking at Qin Chuan, "Papa, I can't sleep."
"Uh..."
Qin Chuan let out a bitter laugh, thinking, Little ancestor, please fall asleep; only when you sleep can I leave.
"Mama..."
Suddenly, Nannan called out towards the room's door.
Hearing this, ng Wantang ca in, "What's wrong?"
Nannan pitifully gave her a look, "Can you put to sleep with Papa?"
Qin Chuan, "Huh???"
"Uh..."
ng Wantang's eye twitched a couple of tis.
"Mama..."
Nannan's voice rang out again, with a hint of pleading, her lively eyes shimring with a trace of mist.
Upon seeing this, ng Wantang felt a pang of heartache.
She nodded, then slowly moved over, sitting at the edge of the bed, and took off her slippers.
Though she's nearly 1.7 ters tall, her feet are quite small.
Fair and tender, with a copper coin strung by a red string adorning her left ankle.
Seeing Qin Chuan continuously staring at her feet, ng Wantang blushed and quickly tucked them under the blanket.
Qin Chuan frowned.
"Papa, co in too, let's share a blanket."
Nannan's words interrupted Qin Chuan's thoughts.
Qin Chuan nodded and also slid his feet under the blanket.
The two adults sandwiched Nannan in between.
At Nannan's request, they snuggled close to her.
With a re glance up, they could clearly see each other's faces.
Qin Chuan looked up, noticing the gentle ng Wantang softly humming "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star."
Her stunning face and graceful, gentle deanor perfectly fulfilled a man's fantasy of "a loving wife, a child, and a warm ho."
But Qin Chuan didn't linger too long, quietly withdrawing his gaze.
As he focused back on Nannan, ng Wantang subtly glanced at him, a different emotion swirling in her eyes.
Gradually, Nannan's breathing beca even.
However, to Qin Chuan's surprise, even ng Wantang's breathing also beca gentle.
After confirming Nannan was asleep, he looked up.
The beautiful woman, with her curled lashes, embodied the tranquility of ti, illustrating the concept of peace and contentnt beautifully.
Occasionally twitching, she appeared with a girlish charm.
Seeing this, Qin Chuan beca montarily entranced...
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