"Where’s all this nonsense coming from!" He stretched out his small hand, kissed Lu Beichen’s face, and then ran away.
With his head down and lips pouting, his eyes still exuded sweetness, but he managed to hold it in.
Lu Beichen smiled lightly, pretending nothing happened, and continued to look at the document.
"Alright, alright, let’s redo!" He went back to watch, "Why is it another girl? This time I choose truth!"
He pouted in grievance, frowned, and glanced at Lu Beichen, unwilling to kiss him again!
"Truth, huh!" Ji Niandong bent down and lifted him to sit beside her, "If it’s truth, Sister Tongtong will ask the question, okay?"
"Ask away!" His face was still puffed up.
"You just met and already like Sister Tongtong so much. Sister Tongtong can see you obviously like your dad. Why pretend not to like him?" Ji Niandong seriously asked.
"I’m not pretending not to like him; I just don’t like him!" Lu Sinian slipped off the stool, "Sister Tongtong, you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?"
"How could I be?" Ji Niandong quickly squatted down to comfort him, "We’re just playing a game. Didn’t I follow your rules after I lost? We’ve just met, so I can only ask about your dad!"
"I’m not playing anymore!" He turned away, clearly upset.
Only then did Lu Beichen stand up and walk over, speaking softly and kindly, "Don’t throw tantrums so easily. It’s unreasonable, and it’ll make Sister Tongtong very awkward and upset. You just said you liked Sister Tongtong and didn’t want her to suffer."
Ji Niandong indeed felt somewhat at a loss, maybe too eager, not considering a child’s capacity for understanding.
Lu Sinian looked up at her, seeing no smile, tugged at her hand, "Sorry, Sister Tongtong, I’m not mad at you, I’m mad at him!" He then hid behind Ji Niandong and said to Lu Beichen, "Great Demon, I just don’t like you!"
"I never asked you to like me!" He said indifferently, seemingly unconcerned, making Lu Sinian pout even more fiercely.
Lu Beichen directly ignored him, placed one hand on Ji Niandong’s shoulder, "It’s getting late, you’ve been busy all day and should take a rest. You’ve been caught up with him without a moment to yourself!"
Ji Niandong shook her head, "I’m fine, really good!"
She rubbed the child’s hair behind her. The soft short hair was extremely comforting to touch.
"Alright, Lu Sinian, it’s almost time to sleep, hurry and get ready for a bath!" Lu Beichen turned back to the sofa.
"Sister Tongtong, let’s play again tomorrow!" Lu Sinian emphasized, wriggled his little behind towards the sofa, and said to Lu Beichen, "Mr. Lu, give me a bath!"
His tone wasn’t great. Lu Beichen, crossing his legs, looked at the document in his hand, speaking slowly, "Did Dad ever tell you that when asking others for help, you should learn to be polite and courteous?"
"If you don’t mind me washing myself not clean, I don’t need help!" He retorted.
Lu Beichen put down the document, looked at him, with a faint smile on his face, "So?"
Lu Sinian knew his look meant he was angry, but he was reluctant to yield, standing there silent.
Ji Niandong sensed the heavy atmosphere again, hurried over saying, "Nian Nian, how about Sister Tongtong helps you with your bath?"
"No need, no need, you’re a girl!" He waved his hand repeatedly, feeling both shy and embarrassed, retreated to Lu Beichen’s side, pulled his arm, "Mr. Lu, please help me with the bath, I can’t wash clean myself!"