Chapter 799: Chapter 799: Is Baby Chi a Sister Complex? Chapter 799: Chapter 799: Is Baby Chi a Sister Complex? Three hours later.
The bedroom door opened, and a man looking vivid and full of spirit with evidently a great mood came out of the room.
Chi Enen followed closely behind him, but compared to his spirited appearance, Chi Enen looked a lot more haggard, and on top of that, in the sweltering heat, she had put on a high-necked thin sweater that covered her neck.
Baby Chi had come out at some point and was now playing with Nuonuo in the living room, doing some graffiti.
He seemed to have forgotten the setback he had just experienced, and his little handsome face was utterly serious as he taught Nuonuo how to paint.
Being just a six-year-old, he looked like an adult when he earnestly took Nuonuo’s hand and guided it across the ground in sweeping strokes.
It was only when Chi Enen walked in that she realized they weren’t drawing on paper, but on a white men’s T-shirt.
The plain white T-shirt had been smeared with all sorts of watercolors—blue, purple, red… The colors were vibrant and extremely beautiful.
“This is a balloon, and we need to use red watercolor. Here, brother will teach you.”
Baby Chi hadn’t noticed Chi Enen standing behind him at all as he sat on the ground with Nuonuo, abandoning his usual domineering noble young master attitude, he picked up red watercolor from the side, squeezed a bit onto the palette, then carefully dabbed the brush with it, and, taking Nuonuo’s hand, they together started painting the balloon…
Chi Enen had seen his strawberry field painting before and knew Baby Chi was particularly talented in painting.
However, Nuonuo clearly wasn’t one to sit still; at first, she concentrated on following Baby Chi’s every stroke on the T-shirt.
As they painted, her big eyes began to wander from side to side.
Her little bottom started to squirm even though Baby Chi still held her hand, and they continued to paint the balloon on the T-shirt.
But Baby Chi was after all only six, and a six-year-old young man, no matter how strong, couldn’t be that strong. As Nuonuo moved about, with his help or not, the brush in her hand also started to shake erratically. The balloon, which was nicely shaped at first, became distorted from the shaking and looked ridiculously funny…
Chi Enen understood her Baby Chi’s temperament very well!
Her Baby Chi had been a little genius from a young age and thus was very strict with himself, always striving for perfection and wanting to do his best in everything. If he didn’t succeed, he’d be unhappy.
Indeed, she saw Baby Chi’s eyebrows furrow, his side profile—so much like Li Beijue’s—showing a hint of displeasure.
She was just about to help Nuonuo smooth things over when, at that moment, Baby Chi’s furrowed brows relaxed, and instead of getting angry as she had expected, he gently let go of Nuonuo’s hand, put down the brush, and asked, “Does Nuonuo not like painting?”
Nuonuo didn’t understand the concept of liking or not liking. Her eyes darted around, and suddenly she crawled over to the palette, slapped her small hand into it, getting it covered in pigment, and then smacked it onto the T-shirt with a pop.
The colorful T-shirt now sported one more little handprint.
It looked extraordinarily cute.
She seemed to find it amusing herself, giggling away, and while reaching her dirty little hand toward Baby Chi’s face, she continued to call out with a smile, “Balloon, balloon~”
Baby Chi’s face now sported a little handprint, transforming his handsome little face into a small painted cat.
She apparently found it amusing and was about to smear her face as well, but Baby Chi, quick as a flash, grabbed her hand, “Nuonuo can’t touch her face.”
Suddenly, out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Chi Enen—who had been standing behind all this time—