"Mom, I’ve got photos from the spring outing on my phone." Xiaobao looked eagerly at Xu Chaomu.
Xu Chaomu understood what the little guy ant and said to Shen Chi, "Honey, where’s Xiaobao’s phone?"
"Confiscated." Shen Chi said flatly.
"Mom, there are photos, lots of photos, you haven’t seen them yet, have you?" Xiaobao tugged at Xu Chaomu’s sleeve, looking pitiful.
Erbao cooperated nicely: "I want to see too, big brother is handso!"
Xu Chaomu didn’t plead with Shen Chi any longer and went straight for his suit pocket.
Shen Chi looked helpless; Xu Chaomu was spoiling these two little rascals sooner or later.
Xu Chaomu found the phone, Xiaobao had put quite a few stickers on it, and it looked rather nice.
"Mom, I’ll show you."
What Xiaobao showed wasn’t photos from the spring outing, but pictures of Doudou’s uncle he promised to show Xu Chaomu.
"Look, isn’t he handso." Xiaobao showed off, putting the screen in front of Xu Chaomu.
Xu Chaomu took a closer look, yes, he was quite handso, a fine young man.
"Wow, so handso!" Erbao also leaned in to look.
Shen Chi looked puzzled; was Xiaobao really that good-looking?
"There are a few more." Xiaobao showed Xu Chaomu so candid shots he took.
Xu Chaomu thought, it’s definitely more pleasing to the eye to look at the handso young guy, she nodded continuously.
"Let see." Shen Chi reached out.
Xiaobao quickly switched the photos in a panic, changing to the outing photos he took during his spring trip.
"Dad, here."
Shen Chi glanced at it, handso my foot, compared to him when he was young it was far worse.
"Dad, I think you’re amazing." Xiaobao looked earnestly at Shen Chi, "Giving birth to two handso, smart sons in your life."
"Yes!" Erbao echoed.
"Coming in second-last also counts as smart?" Shen Chi jabbed at Xiaobao’s sore spot again.
"Dad, let’s make a bet." Xiaobao said seriously, "Next ti if I improve, you can’t go on business trips for a month."
"Improve by how much?" Shen Chi asked flatly, thinking it was impossible.
"How about this, if I get into the top ten in class, you can’t go on business trips for a month; if I get into the top five, you have to take us out every week; if I rank first..."
Before Xiaobao could finish, Shen Chi snorted: "First fix your habit of bragging."
"If I rank first, you have to grant three wishes." Xiaobao looked up at Shen Chi who was driving.
"Big brother is amazing!" Erbao clapped his hands in applause.
"Alright." Shen Chi answered casually; he didn’t believe Xiaobao could achieve it.
Since starting first grade, Xiaobao hadn’t scored anything better than second bottom, not to ntion first, even top ten was impossible.
"But, what if you can’t do it?" Shen Chi asked indifferently.
Xiaobao glanced at Shen Chi; his dad really was a sly fox.
"If I can’t do it...impossible!" Xiaobao slapped his thigh, full of confidence.
He had never found any test question he couldn’t do; otherwise, he wouldn’t score exactly as he wanted.
Shen Chi’s mouth twitched: "Your habit of bragging looks like it’s inherited from your mom."
"Oh co on, Shen Chi, you’re dragging into this again. Xiaobao, mom will sleep with you tonight."
"Really? Yay, I’m so happy!" Xiaobao almost jumped up in the car with joy.
Erbao climbed onto Xu Chaomu’s lap: "I want to sleep with mom too."
"Alright, both sleep with mom." Xu Chaomu patted Erbao’s little head.
Erbao was much more well-behaved than Xiaobao, didn’t have as many mischievous ideas as Xiaobao.
Shen Chi was speechless, Xu Chaomu no longer held him as first in her heart; the Xu Chaomu who used to cling to him had vanished.
But this ti Xiaobao coming in second-last couldn’t be brushed off easily.
Back ho, Shen Chi took off his jacket and began to discipline Xiaobao.
"Shen Ke, you go upstairs to sleep. Shen Yun, you co here." Shen Chi rolled up his sleeves and sat on the sofa.
"Mom...my tummy hurts..." Xiaobao suddenly squatted down, clutching his stomach with knitted brows.
Xu Chaomu whispered to Xiaobao: "Doesn’t look convincing."
"..." Xiaobao could only get up, rubbing his stomach, "Oh, it doesn’t hurt anymore."
Shen Chi slapped the test paper onto the table: "Can you solve the problems now?"
"Nope." Xiaobao intentionally shook his head, "Need dad to teach."
"So clueless." Shen Chi picked up a pen, "Co over."
Xiaobao obediently walked over, lying across Shen Chi’s lap, rubbing against his thigh.
For so reason, Shen Chi’s anger subsided noticeably, he softened a bit.
There was a special aura about the little guy; it belonged only to children, especially when he rubbed against him, like a little lamb.
Shen Chi couldn’t resist, he patted his head.
Xiaobao blinked and seized the mont to hug Shen Chi’s leg, looking at Shen Chi with a very eager gaze: "Teach , dad."
"Alright." Shen Chi first took the math test paper and started teaching him from the first problem.
Actually, Xiaobao liked the feeling of leaning in close to his dad, though he liked to argue with Old Shen, Dad was really great.
Yet, Old Shen was too busy, too busy, he hadn’t even been to his school, let alone helped with his howork.
He spent his evenings with the ho tutor, in fact, he preferred Dad to teach him.
Dad had the most familiar scent; he snuggled in Shen Chi’s arms, acting spoiled with Shen Chi.
Xu Chaomu was slicing apples nearby, listening to Shen Chi’s deep and sexy voice, her heart still skipped a beat.
She looked up and saw Xiaobao nestled in Shen Chi’s arms, two similar faces, even their smiles were identical.
Xu Chaomu smiled subtly; she loved this feeling.
"Did you understand this problem? If you did, explain it to ," Shen Chi said.
"Understood." Xiaobao used his pencil to do it again.
He understood it all; he just wanted to spend more ti with his dad.
Shen Chi was exceptionally patient tonight. He had intended to discipline Xiaobao a bit, but Xiaobao’s good attitude made him relent.
After all, he was his own son; if he could avoid hitting him, he’d rather not.
Having finished the math paper, Shen Chi also helped him with Chinese and English.
"Dad, I really admire you, you’re good at everything." Xiaobao started flattering again.
"..." Shen Chi was speechless, in first grade, how could he not be?
"Dad, your handwriting is so beautiful, even prettier than our teacher’s writing." Xiaobao continued flattering.
Shen Chi knew Xiaobao was buttering him up, but he still enjoyed hearing it.
After finishing the test paper, Shen Chi looked at his watch, it was already nine in the evening.
"It’s not early anymore, go to your room to sleep." Shen Chi said, "By the way, does your school often hold parent-child activities?"
"Yes, but you and mom never ca, so I don’t participate." Xiaobao lowered his head in disappointnt.
Shen Chi felt a bit guilty, and Xu Chaomu did too.
"What kind of activities are there?" Shen Chi suddenly showed interest.
"Not much fun stuff." Xiaobao replied.
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