Mr. Li, your daughter calls someone else dad again

Chapter 141: Wash your face and wait

Not long after taking the cold medicine, Haohao became sleepy and dozed off in Li Yucheng's arms, with her little hand tightly grasping the corner of her clothes.

Ni Jia, wearing a long nightgown, walked down the stairs leisurely, "Give it to me."

As soon as Li Yucheng moved, Haohao struggled to open his eyelids and asked his father where he was going.

That feeling of uneasiness was engraved in his subconscious mind, and it would come out and sting him at any time.

"Let me do it." He stood up with his sister in his arms, and rubbed her head as he passed by the coffee table: "It's almost time to go to bed."

Ni Hao looked at the half-built Lego in his hand, then turned to look at his sister who was almost asleep, nodded without hesitation, and stood up.

After Ni Jia wiped her face and applied baby cream, he patiently explained: "You and your sister should sleep separately tonight to avoid infection."

"Yeah," Ni Hao responded obediently, "Dad Cheng said so."

"Mommy is worried that she might have a fever at night, so she needs to be watched. Can you do it by yourself?"

Ni Hao nodded, looked inside the master bedroom when passing by, and then went to the children's room alone.

After seeing her sister fall asleep, Ni Jia turned off the lights and went to the next room. Li Yucheng saw her coming in alone and glanced behind her.

"Where's the other one?"

"Next door." Ni Jia bent down and touched his sister's forehead, not noticing that his collar was drooping and revealing a lot of spring light: "I'll be here, you go back and take a shower and go to bed."

Li Yucheng didn't say anything, but motioned for her to look at the corner of her clothes. The fabric had become wrinkled, but Haohao was still pulling it like that, and she hummed softly when it was touched.

"How about...you leave your clothes behind?"

This suggestion was so absurd that it was almost funny. Li Yucheng played with the tassels on the collar of his pajamas, his movements were ambiguous and somewhat pornographic.

"You want me to take it off now?"

Ni Jia lowered her eyes and her face suddenly turned red like a peach. She covered her collar and stood up hurriedly, and then she heard a burst of chuckles.

Li Yucheng leaned against the bed and stared at her meaningfully: "I thought you did it on purpose."

"Trying to seduce me to stay."

"Who seduced you!" Ni Jia blushed and whispered, "Shut up!"

"Oh." Li Yucheng pursed his lips pretentiously.

That handsome face looked a little shy. Ni Jia was speechless for a moment. He stood by the bed, not knowing what to do. He could only fiddle with his collar in panic.

"Then you stay here, I'll go accompany my sister."

When she turned around, Li Yucheng grabbed her wrist, and his thumb slid across her wrist bone intentionally or unintentionally, making her thoughts even more confused.

"Why are you hiding?" The man's voice was low and hooked: "It's not like you haven't slept before."

What he said was true, but Ni Jia just felt that Li Yucheng had taken advantage of her. Originally, they had nothing to do with each other, but now they were hugging and kissing each other without missing a single thing.

"Were you fine this afternoon?" Li Yucheng led her to the bedside, his voice soft and even more ambiguous: "Besides, how am I going to wash my face if you leave?"

What does that mean? Ni Jia turned around in astonishment and pointed at himself: You still need me to help you wash your face?

"I can't move."

Li Yucheng smiled wickedly and pointed downwards. Ni Jia looked in the direction where he was looking and saw that his sister had turned over and hugged Li Yucheng's arm without him noticing.

"I want to do it myself, too." But there was no way, the man raised his eyebrows innocently.

There were no spare items at home, as Chen Mi and Gao Xin had used them all. Ni Jia thought about it again and again in the bathroom and decided to lend her own towel to Li Yucheng.

Although the next door is close, for a woman who has changed into pajamas and is preparing to go to bed, it is like the Ganges River in between.

"Wipe it." She handed the towel over, but Li Yucheng didn't take it. Instead, he looked up and waited for someone to serve him.

In a rage, Ni Jia slapped the towel on Li Yucheng's face, then turned and left.

The towel gave off a faint fragrance, a very familiar smell. Li Yucheng smiled underneath it. He smiled for a long time before he started to wipe his face.

"Bring Ni Hao over to sleep together."

Ni Jia shook his head and took the towel: "Forget it, it will cause trouble if it spreads."

"There are two in between, it's okay."

What did he mean by "separating two people"? Ni Jia didn't understand at first. It was only after entering the bathroom that she realized that Li Yucheng meant that the sister should sleep in the innermost bed, with the two of them separated.

Isn't that just... hands touching, shoulders around each other, like in the afternoon?

Ni Jia was rubbing the towel and began to feel a little distracted. While he was stunned, he heard a very light noise outside.

She watched the man who was just half "paralyzed" carefully pull out his arm, lift the quilt, then open the door and go out.

Ni Jia: .....

The children's room was very quiet, and there was a small bulge on the bed. Li Yucheng walked in quietly, and as soon as he reached the bed, Ni Hao opened his eyes.

"Still not asleep?"

Ni Hao shook his head and whispered, "No."

"Would you like to come next door with me?"

"My sister?"

Li Yucheng squatted beside the bed, put his hands on the top of his daughter's head and rubbed it, naturally with selfish motives.

But letting his sister sleep here alone was like two bowls of water not being balanced. He was unwilling and uneasy.

"Is it okay?" Ni Hao asked in a low voice, "Is it contagious?"

Li Yucheng opened the quilt, feeling warm inside. He opened his arms to Ni Hao, who quickly stood up and hugged him.

There was a small quilt on the bed. Li Yucheng took it and draped it over his daughter's shoulders. Even though it was only two steps away, it covered her tightly.

"There are always more solutions than problems." He protected his sister's back and reminded her, "You only need to consider your own needs."

Ni Hao nodded as if she understood, and lay quietly on Li Yucheng's shoulder, and was carried to the next room.

Ni Jia had expected this result. He glanced at Li Yucheng and asked Ni Hao in a low voice, "Are you not asleep?"

Ni Hao nodded, smiled and climbed into the quilt to lie down beside her. Ni Jia held her and turned over to change the position. As Li Yucheng said, it would be more reassuring to stay away from her.

The heater was on in the room, and a small gap was left on the window to allow air circulation.

The light was dim, and the sleeping positions of the four people on the bed were very different from the night before the business trip.

Ni Jia hugged her sister sideways, leaving only her back touching Li Yucheng.

After Ni Hao came over, he seemed a little excited, his almond-shaped eyes were wide open, and he showed no sign of wanting to sleep.

"Are you still not asleep?" Ni Jia walked forward and touched forehead with his daughter, and heard a little laughter muffled in his throat.

Ni Hao touched her face and slid his little hand down to hug her neck.

Just some subtle movements, and Ni Jia suddenly felt that Li Yucheng's choice was right. Her sister was not good at expressing herself, but she was good at listening.

I guess he wanted to follow me just now, but he didn't say it out loud.

Her heart suddenly felt a little sour, and she felt a little guilty, so she hugged her daughter tighter: "You are so happy."

Ni Hao came closer and pressed his forehead against hers, constantly playing with her hair with his fingers. His movements were small and restrained, and his eyes were shining with excitement in the dark night.

If Li Yucheng hadn't insisted on staying here tonight, she would definitely not be able to leave and would have to accompany only one person. Ni Jia kissed her daughter on the face with heartache.

"Sorry, babe."