Lu Wanwan was fine and had not drank at all, but Li Jingchen was forced to drink by some bosses of listed companies because he promoted them to social events yesterday.
After the two returned home, they looked at each other and Lu Wanwan asked, "Have you been drinking?"
Li Jingchen said "hmm" softly.
"Then you go take a shower first, and I'll see if An An is sleeping." Lu Wanwan said.
"Okay." After Li Jingchen agreed, he went upstairs and asked, "I have a holiday tomorrow, what are your plans?"
Lu Wanwan said: "I want to take Xiao Mian to Sister Mo and Zong Qijia."
Li Jingchen asked: "Aren't you going to spend time with your son at home?"
Lu Wanwan shook his head and said: "Zong Qi's illness cannot be delayed. If Xiao Mian goes to visit him, he may be able to get some motivation to live."
The two of them talked and reached the second floor.
Lu Wanwan pointed to An An's room and said softly: "In the past, An An didn't like Fu Shuo drinking when he was socializing. I think the same is true for you."
Li Jingchen nodded: "I understand."
After saying that, he cooperated and went to take a shower.
Lu Wanwan immediately opened the door of An'an's room without turning off the light. She immediately saw the little guy curled up on the bed.
Lu Wanwan felt strange that An An didn't sleep like this usually. Could it be that he was having a nightmare?
"Baby, are you asleep?"
An An, who heard the noise, turned around, held her belly with both hands, and said aggrievedly and pitifully: "Mommy, I'm so hungry."
Lu Wanwan hurriedly walked over and asked, "What's wrong?"
An An took the opportunity to crawl into her arms and cried, "Mommy, why did you come back just now? I'm almost starving to death..."
"What?" Lu Wanwan didn't understand, how could An An starve to death? This was in Li's house.
She touched An An's head and said warmly: "You don't have a fever? What's going on? Is it a stomachache? Take your hand away and let Mommy take a look, okay?"
As a result, An An grunted, couldn't speak clearly, and refused to let Lu Wanwan touch her belly, just like a kitten that was throwing a tantrum for no reason.
Lu Wanwan looked worriedly at An An, who was resting on her thigh, curled up like a shrimp, with a look of despair.
"Wanwan, I've finished washing, it's your turn..." At this time, Li Jingchen's voice sounded outside the door. Seeing that An An hadn't slept yet, he walked in automatically and said, "You can take a shower now, he
Leave it to me."
Lu Wanwan said to him: "But I'm afraid you can't handle it."
Li Jingchen raised his eyebrows, wondering what's so difficult about this?
The next second, An An covered herself with a quilt and turned her back, leaving her butt facing them.
Li Jingchen didn't like him, so he stretched out his hand to lift the quilt: "You're so good, why are you so angry?"
The maid who was waiting outside walked in in time and explained: "Young Master, First Young Mistress, it's like this... In order to wait for you to come back for supper, the young master only ate half a bowl of rice tonight. Unexpectedly,
You came back so late and made him hungry until now. If he is hungry, he will inevitably lose control of his temper."
Li's house is large, but very deserted. Even Li Jingchen sometimes feels desolate at night, let alone An An with a child.
Li Jingchen's heart softened and he asked: "Are you ready for the midnight snack?"
The maid said: "Get ready, I'll wait for you and the eldest mistress to come back."
Li Jingchen nodded and said, "Bring the midnight snack in."
The maid was stunned: "Bring it in?"
Who doesn't know that Li Jingchen has a slight mysophobia.
"Yeah." Li Jingchen confirmed.
After the maid complied, Li Jingchen picked up a bowl of midnight snack from the tray and deliberately fanned it in An An's direction: "Does it smell good? Do you want to eat? Turn around."