"Mr. Ji, you’re back."
The returning auntie, carrying two bowls of steaming hot dessert, greeted Ji Chicheng with surprise, simultaneously breaking the warm and beautiful scene in the bathroom.
He ca back?
Ji Anning was startled and turned her head toward the bathroom door, where Ji Chicheng’s tall figure stood at the entrance corner.
As she turned her head unexpectedly, her eyes t his.
Feeling sowhat awkward, she explained to Ji Chicheng, "I accidentally fell asleep, and Fenfen ca over and played with your razor."
Ji Chicheng concealed the involuntary tenderness in his eyes and, ignoring Ji Anning’s words, indifferently shifted his gaze to Fenfen, smiling lightly, "Fenfen, let Daddy see if you shaved off all the whiskers."
He stepped forward to Fenfen, took a towel from the rack, and gently wiped the foam from Fenfen’s face, revealing a clean face with her chubby cheeks rubbed red by the razor.
Fenfen was very cooperative and held still, letting Ji Chicheng check if she had shaved cleanly.
"Hmm, great job!" Ji Chicheng stared at Fenfen’s face for a while, then nodded and gave her a thumbs-up.
Fenfen laughed ’giggle giggle’ happily, put down the razor, bent over, scooped up a handful of water, and patted her little face.
Ji Anning once again realized through this incident that fatherly love truly was very different from motherly love.
Especially Ji Chicheng, who demonstrated it even more distinctly.
He seed to spoil the child to the heavens without restraint, but always managed to stop Fenfen’s whims more effectively, efficiently, and harmoniously.
Like that day when she threw a tantrum because she couldn’t eat the dishes on the table, Anning got angry with her, which backfired, whereas he chose to let Fenfen try, ultimately resulting in the outco Anning had hoped for.
Fenfen obediently took her spoon and ate what she could.
Earlier, when Anning told Fenfen to put down the razor, she wouldn’t, but then he ca and with just a few words, had her willingly let go.
And the little girl was even happy about it.
Thinking of this, Ji Anning’s gaze drifted to Ji Chicheng’s face without realizing it, staring at his handso face with an indulgent smile.
The corners of her mouth lifted involuntarily.
"Miss Anning, I’ll leave your sweet soup here next to Mr. Ji, and I will go get another bowl for Mr. Ji."
The auntie intentionally created an opportunity for them to spend ti together, greeted them, and without waiting for Ji Anning to respond, she took the initiative to place both bowls of sweet soup on the coffee table.
Then she quickly left the room.
"We’re coming out for sweet soup now."
Having rinsed all the foam off Fenfen’s face, Ji Chicheng lifted Fenfen out of the washbasin with one hand and walked out of the bathroom.
Ji Anning, supporting herself against the wall, turned around and followed behind him.
Seeing little Fenfen in the strong embrace of Ji Chicheng’s arms, her heart filled with an overwhelming sense of security.
Ji Chicheng placed Fenfen on the couch and then removed her wet clothes.
Seeing this, Ji Anning quickly offered, "I’ll go get her so clothes."
With her hand still on the wall, ready to turn around, Ji Chicheng’s cold voice suddenly ca from behind her, "In the wardrobe, on the right."
Before Anning arrived, Fenfen always slept with Ji Chicheng, so most of her clothes were in his room.
Ji Anning nodded and said ’oh’ as she went into the bedroom, where everything remained as it was three years ago, with no changes.
(Is it considered afternoon now? Hahaha... The sugar is already being posted, eight Chapters have been updated, and if the monthly ticket count exceeds one hundred, there will be an additional update later~~~)
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