Chapter 55: She’s Going To Be Raised Into A Little Waste!
After her stomach stopped hurting, Qin Wanwan drowsily wanted to sleep.
“Want to sleep.”
She yawned in Shang Wuyang’s arms, with tears in the corners of her eyes.
She looked pitiful and small.
“Go take a bath first.”
Carrying this little one, Qin Wanwan was too drowsy and weak to hold onto Keke, who fell out of her arms.
Keke fell in a heap.
Shang Wuyang glanced over: “Heh… what kind of stupid owner, what kind of stupid pet.”
Keke: Dared to be angry but dared not speak!
Qin Wanwan drowsily heard that she was called stupid and ferociously whimpered with a little temper.
“I’m smart!”
But her fierceness was cute and soft, lacking any deterrent.
A pretty maid helped her with her bath, and as soon as her clothes were off, a surprised exclamation was heard.
Shang Wuyang, who was about to leave: “What’s wrong?”
“City Lord, there’s a snake wrapped around Miss.”
Then, a bolder maid grabbed the black snake by its vital spot and pulled it out.
“City Lord, look, I’ll take it down and kill it.”
Keke, who was being held by Shang Wuyang, sat up from near death: “You can’t kill it, that’s the cub’s pet!”
Shang Wuyang stared at the black snake: “Quite bold.”
“Give it to me.”
Qin Wanwan didn’t know that her two companions had been taken away by Daddy.
She was so comfortable soaking in the warm water that she almost fell asleep with her little head in the water.
“How cute, is she really our City Lord’s daughter?”
“So beautiful, she’ll definitely be a remarkable beauty when she grows up.”
Qin Wanwan changed into clean little clothes, her sleepy head nodding, and was then put directly onto the soft bed.
There was no one else on the bed. The bed was soft and comfortable, and the quilt was also soft and warm, and it smelled nice.
Qin Wanwan burrowed into the quilt, covering her little head completely, sleeping soundly against the pillow.
Shang Wuyang entered the bedroom with his hair still damp. At this moment, he had no mask on, wearing a thin, light blue robe, similar to a bathrobe. He walked barefoot on the carpet, his black hair loose and reaching his calves.
His skin was cold and white, making the dark circles under his eyes particularly noticeable, but on his face, they looked like smoky eye makeup.
Like his skin, he actually exuded a chill, his skin so cold it was tinged with blue, but Shang Wuyang himself showed no discomfort, as if he was long accustomed to it.
Charcoal fires were placed around the room, making it warm.
Qin Wanwan, who had originally burrowed into the quilt, had somehow wriggled out and was lying on the bedding, looking both obedient and a little defiant.
Shang Wuyang sat by the bed and his cold fingers grasped her chubby feet.
The child was well-raised, her skin white and soft, like a ball of fluffy white steamed bun dough.
Her feet were less than half the size of his palms, her toes round like top-grade pearls, and they had a healthy pink hue, as did her ankles.
Her nails were trimmed neatly. Holding them felt soft and good, with no odor at all; instead, there was a faint milky fragrance.
The smell was a bit sweet, but not cloying.
As her feet were touched by his cold fingers, the little one whimpered and squirmed in her sleep.
Shang Wuyang tucked her back into the quilt and lay down fully clothed.
The room was warm because of the charcoal fires, and even warmer in the quilt.
Qin Wanwan subconsciously sought out something cool.
She unconsciously nudged and wiggled, and finally managed to burrow into Shang Wuyang’s embrace.
With her eyes closed, she hugged Shang Wuyang’s arm like an octopus and turned into his arms, her little head nuzzling against his neck. Her chubby cheeks with baby fat pressed against Shang Wuyang’s cold skin before she continued to sleep soundly.
Holding a little warm stove in his arms, the heat seemed to transfer into his body from him.
Shang Wuyang, who usually needed a long time to fall asleep from the cold, felt warm now. He sighed comfortably, not resisting the sudden sleepiness, and slowly closed his eyes.
Before falling asleep, Shang Wuyang thought that he was really reluctant to return this little warm stove.
Shang Wuyang slept exceptionally well and deeply that night.
The next morning, the butler tiptoed into the room and looked, somewhat shocked to see that the City Lord was still asleep.
But his face soon lit up with joy, and he quietly walked out, closing the door.
“Why hasn’t the City Lord called us in yet?”
Usually, the City Lord would be awake by this time.
But because he hadn’t slept well, his temper was usually not good.
“Shh, be quiet, the City Lord is still asleep.”
“What!!!”
After a small gasp, everyone covered their mouths, their eyes showing excitement.
“Really, is the City Lord really still asleep?”
The butler nodded with a smile: “Indeed, don’t disturb him. Our City Lord finally got a good night’s sleep.”
Everyone nodded repeatedly.
Qin Wanwan woke up earlier than Shang Wuyang.
But upon waking, she rubbed her eyes, her eyelids drooping, her eyelashes fluttering, looking as if she was not yet awake.
She reached out her small hand to the person beside her; the feel was a little wrong.
Father Xie Chong’s body had firm muscles, it was hard and super big.
The little milk ball opened her eyes and saw a face that could be described as stunningly beautiful.
Even in his sleep, every part of this face looked as if it had been meticulously carved. His skin was cold and white, and his eyelashes were very long.
Qin Wanwan was a little stunned.
After a while, she remembered that she had found her second Daddy.
What a beautiful Daddy!
The little one’s eyes sparkled, and she reached out a finger to poke Daddy’s beautiful nose.
Then her little chubby hand was caught in the act.
“Don’t want your hand anymore?”
The man, who had just woken up, spoke with a hint of languor, his voice so magnetic it made one’s ears tingle.
Qin Wanwan timidly thought about pulling her hand back.
“I want it, I want it.”
“Daddy, don’t always scare me.”
Shang Wuyang opened his eyes.
Without the mask’s concealment, those narrow, purple eyes were even more captivating.
On this face that was both masculine and feminine, androgynous, there was a sense of mysterious unpredictability.
“Daddy, you’re so good-looking.”
The little girl’s clear eyes were full of adoration.
Shang Wuyang paused and poked her forehead with his slender finger.
“Men shouldn’t be called good-looking.”
Qin Wanwan was defiant, her cheeks puffed out.
“But Daddy is good-looking, and Wanwan is also good-looking. When I grow up, I want to be as good-looking as Daddy.”
She climbed off the bed and followed him barefoot on the floor.
The room was covered with a fluffy carpet, which was comfortable and not cold to step on.
Shang Wuyang snapped his fingers: “Come in.”
A group of pretty older sisters entered in an orderly fashion. Before Qin Wanwan could react, she was held and seated, and they took care of washing her face and brushing her teeth.
She only needed to follow the instructions of the pretty older sisters as they gently coaxed her to open her mouth, spit out water, and lift her face.
So… so extravagant!
Staying with Father Shang, she was going to be raised into a little waste!
The clothes were new, the fabric soft, breathable, with excellent drape, and very light. The style was also beautiful, like a flower.
Qin Wanwan felt very comfortable after putting them on.
Her hair was also styled beautifully, adorned with rubies.
The current Qin Wanwan was a complete exotic little princess.
