IPVS Chapter 21.5

“We don’t have classes today.” He added, “We won’t have classes in the future.”

An An was happy, nodding her little chicken and scratching its head.

“But you have to speak for me.” Gu Yicheng said again.

An An blinked doubtfully.

“An An, here are the pajamas. You go take a shower first.” Mo Sui’s voice came.

The little dumpling loved being clean the most. She ran to take the little pajamas and jumped up and down to take a bath.

“An An!” Gu Yicheng called her to stop. He hadn’t finished speaking yet.

When An An was told to stop, her little feet suddenly braked, turned around obediently, and said ‘hmm’ forcefully.

Gu Yicheng was completely relieved.

“What were you talking about just now?” Mo Sui asked.

Gu Yicheng smiled: “No.”

Mo Sui gave him a strange look and stuffed the air-conditioned blanket on him: “There is also a pillow. You can take it to the sofa yourself.”

Gu Yicheng held the air-conditioned blanket and felt happy.

My wife helps me dry the quilt.

There was only one bathroom in the apartment, and the little dumpling was taking a shower, so Mo Sui couldn’t remove her makeup.

Although the four-year-old could wash herself, she did it very slowly. Just brushing her teeth took a long time.

Mo Sui sat in the bedroom waiting, unable to figure out this question.

There were only a few millet teeth, why did it take so long to brush them?

With a ‘click’, the bathroom door opened.

An An, who was wearing a pink one-piece pajamas, still had water drops hanging on her hair: “Mom, I smell good.”

Seeing her like this, Gu Yicheng pursed his thin lips and hesitated to speak.

It really looked like a little pink pig.

“I’ll help you dry your hair.” Mo Sui took a children’s hair dryer and waved to An An.

An An ran to the dressing table and stood in front of Mo Sui.

The soft hair was blown into the air, and the hair tickled her in the corners of her eyes. The little dumpling narrowed her eyes in enjoyment. Her face was as pink and tender as the pajamas that she was wearing.

An An’s hair was short, only reaching her chin, so it was quickly blown dry.

Mo Sui took her and sent her back to the children’s room to sleep.

These days, the little one is becoming more and more clingy. Before going to bed, she had to hold hands with her mother and say good night.

According to her, this was what the parents of Peppa Pig and George Pig were like.

The mother and daughter entered the children’s room holding hands with each other, and the little dumpling climbed onto the bed by herself and got into bed.

Mo Sui tucked her in and said, “Would you like some milk?”

“I don’t want to drink it. An An doesn’t want to brush my teeth anymore.” An An shook her head like a rattle.

Looking at the little lazy pig lying peacefully, Mo Sui’s heart became soft.

She laughed: “Go to sleep first. We will shoot a commercial tomorrow afternoon.”

“Good night.” She said softly.

An An blinked her bright eyes: “Good night, Mom.”

Mo Sui chuckled and was about to turn around to turn off the light when she suddenly saw a tall figure standing by the door.

Gu Yicheng held a pillow in one hand and an air-conditioning blanket in the other: “It’s not comfortable to sleep on the sofa…”

Gu Yicheng winked at An An.

An An understood it immediately.

Just now, her Uncle made an agreement with her to speak for him.

“Mom, Uncle is sleeping on the sofa. It’s so cold.” The little dumpling’s voice was soft.

Gu Yicheng found a supporter, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

“What do you want?” Mo Sui asked warily.

“I want to go back to my room and sleep.” He coughed.

An An nodded vigorously: “Mom, let Uncle go back to the room to sleep.”

Gu Yicheng could not help but give the little girl a thumbs up.

“Uncle, come on.” An An patted her little bed and climbed down from the quilt.

Gu Yicheng:? ? ?

“Baby, your bed is too small for the two of us.”

“It’s okay.” An An hugged her little pillow and ran to Mo Sui with small steps, “I can sleep with Mom.”

Mo Sui turned away to hold back her smile and took An An’s little pillow: “Let’s go.”

Gu Yicheng froze on the spot, looking at the ruthless backs of one large and one young child as they left.

With a ‘click’, the small door of the children’s room was gently closed.

 

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Translator’s Comment:

What a plot twist! Another day to bully Uncle Gu…

 

 

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