The sad cry of the little beauty came from the living room.
The man who was wearing an apron and holding a spatula frowned and walked out.
The little beauty kicked her limbs and writhed uneasily in Dad Jing's arms. Dad Jing said a little at a loss: "She was quite good just now, but she cried suddenly after she woke up. Is she hungry?"
Ximen Longting had already strode forward, his tall body bent down.
Seeing Daddy's face, the little beauty, who was still crying, pursed her lips, looking a little aggrieved, with sparkling tears hanging from the corners of her eyes...
A pair of little hands also stretched out, asking Daddy to hold her.
Ximen Longting naturally picked up the little beauty and held the child in a very upright manner.
Jing's father saw this and said with some embarrassment: "It turns out you know how to choose someone."
Generally, babies who are a few months old will recognize people, and they need to be held by familiar people to feel safe.
Jing Jiaren smiled and stretched out her hand: "You are still cooking, let me hug you?"
"Her diaper is wet."
"Sun is going to get diapers." Sun volunteered.
The little beauty's small fleshy hands were tightly holding her father's apron, and her watery eyes were staring at Ximen Longting. Her clear eyes reflected Ximen Longting's straight-browed face.
Jing Jiaren saw Ximen Longting looking reluctant to let go: "Then you change her diaper, and I'll go to the kitchen to take care of the dishes."
Sun ran to the room, rummaged through several boxes, and took out a large bag of diapers: "Is this the king!"
Ximen Longting sat down on the chair, already skillfully turning the little beauty over and placing her on his lap, and removed her diaper.
"Hey, I'm pissed!" Sun pinched his nose, "It stinks like hell!!!!"
Ximen Longting: "..."
"I'd better go and help the Queen." Sun threw the diaper on the sofa, turned around and ran away in disgust.
Ximen Longting didn't even frown as he wiped the little beauty's butt with a tissue.
"I'll go get a basin of water and come over." Jing's father stood up.
"Wet wipes." Ximen Longting said.
"I don't have wet wipes here, should I get a basin of water to wash her with?"
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When Jing Jiaren came out with a plate of dishes, she saw Ximen Longting taking the wet towel handed over by Jing's father and wiping the little Jiaren's butt.
It's rare to see two great men working together.
Sun hugged Jing Jiaren's feet and said, "Queen, you look very loving. We'd better not disturb them here."
Jing Jiaren: "..."
"Queen, did you poop like this when you were a kid?" Sun was still a little disgusted with the little beauty's behavior just now.
"Of course, it was the same when you were a kid."
"Then who is taking care of you?" Sun looked like she wanted to go back in time and take care of Jing Jiaren.
"Of course it's your grandpa." Jing Jiaren smiled and glanced at Jing's father.
After Jing Jiaren was born, Jing's mother's mental illness became very serious, so Jing Jiaren was raised by Jing's father when she was a child.
Nurturing is more important than the gift of giving birth.
"Then what will you do when you grow up?" Jing Jiaren rubbed Sun's little head.
"Of course I have to be filial to grandpa~Be the most sensible and good baby~~" Sun pretended to be obedient, but received a disdainful sneer from Ximen Longting.
Trouble?
"Humph," Sun also snorted coldly at me, "You are so jealous!"