ST3YC Chapter 1.1

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*Qing Qing got smaller*

Mommy, Qingqing wants to pee.”

Gu Qingqing’s little head was still confused when she woke up in the morning. She sat on the soft quilt, her little fleshy hands balled into fist, and she kept rubbing her eyes sleepily.

 

After waiting for a long time, she was really anxious, and without waiting for her mother’s figure, Gu Qingqing yelled again in a milky voice.

 

“Mommy, Qingqing can’t hold it back!”

 

“Mummy!”

 

Nobody answered her even after her call.

 

Gu Qingqing felt a little wronged, but did not cry.

 

She looked around blankly, and suddenly realized that this room seemed to be different from hers.

 

 

But the little baby who had just woken up and still bewildered was anxious to solve the problem of her bladder, wasn’t even thinking about it and tried to get out of bed by herself.

 

Hey hey…

 

What is going on with this mountain in front of me?

 

It’s blocking Qingqing’s way.

 

Qingqing is a very focused baby.

 

Therefore, the little guy who only cared about ‘climbing the mountain’ didn’t notice at all that her pink and soft feet trampled on a sleeping handsome face many times.

 

When faced with a series of foot attacks, even pigs who slept will wake up.

 

 

Fu Heng had just finished his three-month overseas business trip, and only returned home to rest at three o’clock in the morning last night.

 

A few hours after he slept, he was woken up by someone ‘violently’ and immediately opened his bloodshot eyes in a bad mood.

 

 

He thought he would see his cold and beautiful wife, but he didn’t expect to meet with a pair of clear and childlike eyes.

 

Child? How could there be a child in his bed?

 

“Uncle, who are you?”

 

Qingqing tilted her head and looked at the strange adult who appeared on her bed curiously.

 

She still kept the posture of lying on the other side.

 

 

Originally, there was no movement when she was climbing, but now that he moved and she was still, there was no way to hold herself, her fleshy little arms and legs immediately couldn’t hold it, and she sat down on Fu Heng.

 

Awakened by the sudden pressure on his body, Fu Heng furrowed his eyebrows, raised his hand to hug the child on his body, sat up, bowed his head and looked straight into Gu Qingqing’s ignorant and innocent eyes.

 

“Qing Qing?”

 

This was not a question, but a surprise statement.

 

After carefully examining the appearance of the child, Fu Heng was suddenly surprised to find that the child actually looked exactly like his wife, which could be called a reduced version of his little wife.

 

Did his wife give him a little daughter?