I Bacame the Mother of His Child-Chapter 123: Beg Me Well

Xiu Xiu had just comforted Zhao Nan and entered the kitchen to steam a basket of buns when the sound of the key turning in the door came from outside: "Daddy." Sitting on the couch and watching an animated show with Zhao Nan, Yuanhuan turned his head to respond perfunctorily to the call and then dived back into the world of the animation, his face filled with excitement from the animation.

Sun Wukong was so impressive; he really wanted a Ruyi Jingu Bang that could grow and shrink to fight demons too!

"Uh-huh," Yuanhuan had grown accustomed to his son’s offhand attitude and casually nodded while he began to unbutton the green military uniform, intending to take off his jacket.

"Uncle Song," Zhao Nan also stood up from the sofa and politely greeted him, his eyes fixed on Yuanhuan in his military attire, full of excitement.

Yuanhuan turned away from the living room and hung his clothes on the rack, then heard Zhao Nan’s call. Turning around, he saw Zhao Jian Country’s son: "Zhao Nan?" Yuanhuan called out in surprise and then nodded slightly, "Keep watching TV!"

"Uh-huh!" Zhao Nan obediently sat back down and continued watching.

Yuanhuan changed into house slippers, glanced at the two harmonious children on the sofa, and then walked straight into the nearby kitchen. Inside, Xiu Xiu was lifting a large meat bun out of the pot. Yuanhuan immediately went up to her, bumping his head against her shoulder, and wrapped his arms around her slim waist from behind, "You know I love big meat buns, did you make these especially for me?" Yuanhuan curved his lips, unable to hide his smugness.

"You wish! Who said they were made just for you?" Xiu Xiu lightly teased him, and then slightly struggled, "You better let go of me, it’s not good for the children to see!" feeling uncomfortable, she urged Yuanhuan to release her quickly.

That man had thick skin; he could shamelessly do things that made her blush without considering the situation. Xiu Xiu couldn’t learn his brazen ways.

"Not letting go!" Yuanhuan rested his chin on her delicate shoulder and playfully refused Xiu Xiu: "How come Zhao Jian Country’s kid is in our house?" He asked without much concern.

"Guo Cuiping came over to our house today!" Xiu Xiu felt something off every time she thought of Guo Cuiping; that woman was incredibly thick-faced—it was Xiu Xiu’s first encounter with such a woman.

Guo Cuiping? Yuanhuan was momentarily puzzled, then remembered, "Zhao Jian Country’s woman?" Yuanhuan looked at the plump white meat buns in the pot and asked uncertainly as, except for Xiu Xiu, he generally disregarded other women. He had seen Zhao Jian Country’s woman once but hadn’t paid much attention.

"Yeah." Xiu Xiu nodded and finished arranging the buns before turning around, lightly resting her hands on Yuanhuan’s strong arms that were leaning on the small kitchen counter: "What’s going on with Zhao Jian Country? Why bring a wife home just after the New Year?" Marrying a wife was one thing, but picking someone like Guo Cuiping? Was he out of his mind? Xiu Xiu was genuinely puzzled.

"He must have been helpless!" Song Yuanhuan somewhat understood Zhao Jian Country’s situation and generally knew what was going on, but he just felt some sympathy for Zhao Jian Country.

"Uh! Helpless? What exactly happened? Hurry up and tell me!" Xu Xiuxiu was both curious and angry about this matter. Curious about how Zhao Jian Country had foolishly agreed to marry Guo Cuiping, and angry because she felt Guo Cuiping was completely unworthy of Zhao Jian Country, a man who utterly deserved better treatment from a woman. Zhao Nan should also have a mother who truly cared for him.

Bargain with me tonight, and I’ll tell you," Song Yuanhuan playfully shook his head and leaned into Xu Xiuxiu’s ear: "I’m hungry, I want a big pork bun now, feed me quickly." After making his request, Song Yuanhuan cheekily rubbed his prominent nose against Xu Xiuxiu’s.

Xu Xiuxiu clearly felt the warm breath from the tip of her nose and immediately blushed and dodged: "Hmph." She protested with a light snort, protesting Song Yuanhuan’s deliberate tantalization, then pinched a big pork bun and stuffed it into Song Yuanhuan’s mouth: "Here! A big pork bun, careful it doesn’t burn you to death." Xu Xiuxiu frowned as she pinched her scalded finger against her tender earlobe.

"Mmm! Delicious." Xu Xiuxiu felt that the big pork bun was extremely hot out of the pot, yet Song Yuanhuan seemed oblivious, satisfyingly biting off a big mouthful after grabbing hold of it.

Seeing Song Yuanhuan’s contented eye-closing expression, Xu Xiuxiu couldn’t help but laugh: "Did you wash your hands just now?" Since Song Chengguang was involved and the child had a weak constitution, Xu Xiuxiu almost compulsorily demanded Song Chengguang wash his hands before meals, but she didn’t know if Song Yuanhuan had washed his hands upon returning.

"Big men aren’t so fussy." Song Yuanhuan waved off the concern nonchalantly, grabbed a plate of big pork buns from behind Xu Xiuxiu, and walked out of the kitchen, "Come on, stop watching TV, hurry up and wash your hands to eat buns." Song Yuanhuan called out to the two children watching TV on the sofa.

"Dad? Did you wash your hands?" Song Chen called out as he ran towards the washroom in his little slippers but saw Song Yuanhuan already biting into a big bun, which made him ask enviously and doubtfully.

Song Yuanhuan’s expression stiffened, and he looked awkwardly at his probing son for a moment: "You cheeky brat, now policing your dad, huh! Go wash your hands quickly." Song Yuanhuan, though trying to intimidate with a stern face, was actually embarrassed by Song Chen’s question.

Zhao Nan, being very perceptive, immediately noticed that Uncle Song seemed unhappy, promptly pulled Song Chen into the washroom, advising as they walked: "Cheng Guang, don’t ask silly questions in the future. My dad said adults don’t need to wash hands because they won’t get sick even if they don’t; when we grow up, we can do the same." Clearly, Zhao Jian Country had also been questioned by his son about washing hands and had given a seemingly shameless but seemingly rightful answer.

Pfft! Xu Xiuxiu followed behind Song Yuanhuan with a big bowl of soup and walked out, seeing the irked expression on Song Yuanhuan’s face caused by the kids, she couldn’t help laughing: "Let’s see if you dare to set a bad example again. It’s one thing to do it yourself, leading the kids astray, and I won’t let it slide," Xu Xiuxiu coldly commented on Song Yuanhuan.

"Wife, I was wrong, I’ll definitely wash from now on," Song Yuanhuan immediately admitted his mistake remorsefully. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

Seeing his sincere attitude, Xu Xiuxiu then nodded her head in satisfaction.