Ye Wanwan blushed and glared at Shen Yi, but didn’t say anything.
Shen Yi walked over, leaned close to Ye Wanwan, and kissed her lips, "I’ll get a towel to wipe Zhouzhou’s face, so we won’t give him a bath tonight."
"Mhm," Ye Wanwan responded softly.
The two wiped down Zhouzhou’s body and changed him into pajamas. In the middle of it, Zhouzhou half-woke, but after confirming he was with his mom and dad, he fell asleep again.
"Do you want to shower first, or should I go?" Ye Wanwan asked casually.
The next instant, she was scooped up around the waist by Shen Yi. Ye Wanwan was startled and instinctively wrapped her arms around Shen Yi’s neck.
As he walked, Shen Yi said, "Let’s shower together, it’ll save time."
Ye Wanwan struggled to get down, but Shen Yi wouldn’t let go, and she had no way to escape. She also didn’t dare speak loudly, worried she might wake Zhouzhou.
Once they reached the bathroom, Shen Yi didn’t give Ye Wanwan any chance to argue. He imprisoned her in his arms and kissed her forcefully.
What followed was a chamber of absurdity, ending with Ye Wanwan, completely drained, being carried back to the bedroom by Shen Yi.
Yesterday, Shen Yi had been careless, only thinking about how Ye Wanwan wanted to be near him, to be held by him as they slept. It never occurred to him that Zhouzhou might accidentally roll onto the floor.
But today, Shen Yi didn’t need to worry about that. The side of the bed where Zhouzhou slept was already enclosed by barriers he had arranged for. Even if Zhouzhou rolled around, he couldn’t roll off the bed.
Song Ziyi’s wedding was in mid-May. As an outdoor event, the weather was already quite warm, but in the late afternoon leading up to evening, a gentle breeze with a hint of coolness brought a comfortable feeling.
In the hotel suite, Song Ziyi, already made up, was playing with Zhouzhou and asked him, "Zhouzhou, does Auntie look pretty today?"
Zhouzhou nodded his head.
Song Ziyi continued to ask, "So who looks the prettiest today among us all?"
Zhouzhou’s gaze swept over his several aunts, finally landing on his mom. He ran directly to Ye Wanwan’s side and hugged her.
Clearly, Zhouzhou had chosen his mom.
Ye Wanwan lifted Zhouzhou up and patiently explained to him, "When you go up to give Auntie the ring later, don’t be scared with everyone watching, okay?"
Zhouzhou nodded vigorously. He didn’t quite understand what rings were for; he just remembered his mom saying he needed to give something to Auntie.
"Shouldn’t they be coming over now?" Zhang Xinyue checked the time.
"Yeah, it’s about time. I’ll take a look to see if they’re almost here," Lu Ning walked to one side and opened the window to check the outside scene.
From a distance, she saw several men in suits headed their way, with photographers following in front and behind, obviously the groom and groomsmen of the day.
"They’re coming, they’re coming! Let’s get ready to watch!" Lu Ning pulled her head back in, saying excitedly.
Song Ziyi was smiling, happiness undeniable on her face. Although Ye Wanwan and the others still didn’t know why Song Ziyi was suddenly getting married, it was clear she was willing.
So they all wished Song Ziyi happiness. As long as she was happy, that was enough.
Zhang Xinyue and Lu Ning were not particularly lively individuals and couldn’t think of any door-blocking games. They finally decided to play their trump card: letting Zhouzhou block the door.
Seeing that they were about to arrive, Lu Ning led Zhouzhou to the doorway.