Little Youning was four years old now. She had grown into a chubby little ball. Her fair and tender little face was flushed with a healthy and delightful glow. It was truly delightful to look at, and one could not help but want to hold her in their arms and rub her face.
But little Youning still had her own troubles. The bad kids in kindergarten always called her fat, especially Zhao Ranran.
When Wen Xu first came to B City and transferred to Jixia Academy, he would go back to Lan Shan Courtyard every week to let Fang Jiaran see him.
But Wen Xu was a typical case of forgetting his mother after having a wife. Ever since he got closer to little Youning, he didn't want to go back to Lan Shan Courtyard. He used to come back once a week, but now he came back once a month.
This made Fang Jiaran depressed. She asked the secret guards and found out that Wen Xu did it for little Youning. She began to think about letting Wen Xu marry his wife from B City to T City when he grew up.
Of course, Wen Xu didn't know this yet.
Wen Xu, who was twelve years old now, already had the shape of a young boy. Wenren bought a villa in B City for Wen Xu to live in. There were secret guards and Wen Xu's martial arts master in the villa to ensure his safety.
There was a training room on the first floor of the villa. There was also a small outdoor training field in the courtyard behind the villa.
That Friday, Wen Xu came out of the training room. He was sweating all over and went to take a shower.
When he came out of the bathroom, he only wore a pair of pants. It was a hot day and he didn't wear a shirt. Then, a secret guard came out of nowhere. "Young Master, Young Master Lin and his family are here."
Wen Xu nodded. He was about to put on his shirt and get ready to meet the guests.
Wenren left Wen Xu in B City and asked Qi Chenglin and Qi Chengzhi to take care of him. After all, no matter how strong her son was, he was still a twelve-year-old boy. Fang Jiaran was worried about him living here alone.
So, ever since Wen Xu came to B City, Ruan Danchen and Song Yu brought the kids out to play every week. They didn't want the kid to stay at home all day.
Tonight, Qi Chenglin and Ruan Danchen were going to take Qi Youxuan and little Youning to a newly opened Italian restaurant. So, they came to pick Wen Xu up.
Because Wen Xu had to practice every day after school, they didn't go to Jixia Academy to pick up Qi Youxuan and Wen Xu. They calculated the time and waited for Wen Xu to finish practicing before coming over.
Before Wen Xu could go upstairs to the bedroom to get dressed, the door opened.
A colorful fat dumpling left behind a colorful afterimage as it rushed in from the door with a gust of wind.
"Wow! Big … Big Brother Wen Xu ah … Wah wah wah wah … "Little Fatty threw himself at Wen Xu, pretending to be very light. He was about to jump up and do a horse stepping on a swallow.
Wen Xu was afraid that she would fall and hurt herself, so he quickly hugged her. Seeing the little plump ball in his arms crying so sadly, her pair of round eyes were red from crying, and the tip of her nose was also red. She twitched in his arms, and that pitiful look made Wen Xu frown.
"What's wrong? Who made you suffer?" Wen Xu's voice was cold and emotionless. Even though he was young and his voice was tender, it still sent chills down one's spine.
Little Youning hugged him and refused to let go. Wen Xu couldn't change his clothes, so he could only sit down with her in his arms.
"In … kindergarten, they … they bullied me. They said I was fat." Little Youning cried sadly. "Am … am I really fat?"
Little Youning raised her head and looked at Wen Xu anxiously.
"Who said that? That person has something wrong with his eyes. It's true, "Wen Xu said as he took out a piece of mashed taro cake from the candy box on the table and handed it to Youning.
Little Youning took it subconsciously. The mashed taro cake was very big, like a small tea bowl. Especially in Youning's small hands, her little fat hands couldn't completely wrap around the mashed taro cake. She held it with both hands.
Her eyes were bright. She really wanted to eat it, but she felt guilty if she ate too much. She was having an intense internal struggle in Wen Xu's arms.
"You're not fat, really. That's why you look good. I like Youning like this the most. You're soft and comfortable to hug." As Wen Xu said that, he pinched her chubby waist and then pinched her little hand. "This taro paste is crispy. It's not very sweet, but it's soft and fluffy. The outer skin is very crispy. When you bite into it, the outer skin is crispy, but the inside is soft and fluffy. It's filled with the fragrance of taro.
Little Youning swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Wen Xu's eyes were gentle as he smiled slightly. "Eat it. I like watching Youning eat the most. It's so blissful."
When Qi Chenglin and Ruan Danchen brought Qi Youxuan into the house, they saw Wen Xu urging his fat daughter to eat.
Youning swallowed another mouthful of saliva. "Then … then I'll just have one mouthful. I won't eat much."
Wen Xu patted Youning's head with a doting expression. The three people standing at the door were speechless at Wen Xu's doting expression.
Little Youning felt much better after eating the sweet mashed taro cake. Only then did she notice that Wen Xu wasn't wearing a shirt. His upper body was bare.
She thought that twelve-year-old boys were all skinny. She didn't expect Wen Xu to be so firm even though he looked thin. She couldn't even pinch him.
Her little hands, which were stained with mashed taro cake and oil, climbed onto Wen Xu's chest and pinched him.
Oh my, it's so firm!
Little Youning chewed on the mashed taro cake as she peeked. She realized that Wen Xu's arms were also bulging. It wasn't obvious, but it was very firm. It was much firmer than her brother's.
His lower abdomen was already showing some lines. His fair skin was smooth. She raised her head again and looked at Wen Xu's cold and composed face. He was so handsome!
Little Youning swallowed another mouthful of saliva and rolled her eyes. Suddenly, she let out a cry and buried her head into Wen Xu's chest.
This time, it was all thunder and no rain. She cried so hard that she couldn't squeeze any tears out. Her face, which was covered with mashed taro cake and oil, rubbed against Wen Xu's chest.
An oily little hand even sneakily pinched Wen Xu's sturdy arm, then sneakily slid down to his chest, feeling it up and down.
Little Youning pretended to cry and rubbed her face against his chest again. In the end, the mashed taro cake and oil on her mouth landed on Wen Xu's clean chest.
Little Youning felt a little guilty. Wen Xu's body was very clean. Now that there was something dirty on it, it was as if something holy had been tainted.
Little Youning hurriedly reached out her oily little hand and patted the mashed taro off his chest.
While she pretended to cry, she smelled the fragrance of the shower gel on his body.
He was really … a feast for the eyes!
Little Youning opened her mouth and unknowingly … drooled …
Wen Xu was speechless.
Seeing her perverted face and forgetting to pretend to cry, Wen Xu couldn't help but smile slightly. "Youning, do you like me a lot?"
"Yes!" Little Youning answered very quickly.
"Will you only like me in the future?" Wen Xu asked again.
"Only like?" Little Youning was a little embarrassed. She also liked her parents, her older brother, her grandparents, her maternal uncles, her maternal aunts, and her aunts and uncles. She liked all of them.
Wen Xu's expression was gloomy. He seemed to be sad as he said, "If you don't only like me, then I'll go back to my room and put on my clothes first."
Hearing this, Little Youning hurriedly hugged Wen Xu. "Wait … wait! Just like this … just like this is good! "
Wen Xu sighed. "Anyway, Youning likes so many people. It doesn't matter if I'm the only one."
"No, no! If you do this … if you do this, I'll only like you! "Little Youning hurriedly said and hugged him even tighter.
Xiaolian stuck close to his chest and smelled the fresh scent. Her tender cheeks felt his smooth skin. She grinned and salivated again.
Qi Chenglin was furious. This little bastard was only twelve years old, but she already knew how to seduce good … good little babies!
Seeing that his daughter was still foolishly agreeing to his words in his arms, she only knew how to drool at Wen Xu.
Qi Chenglin took a few steps forward and carried the little fat ball out of Wen Xu's arms. When he looked again, the mountain where Wen Xu had just taken a bath was a terrible sight!
There were drool marks, grease marks, and purple taro paste crumbs.
Wen Xu looked at the little fat ball who was struggling in Qi Chenglin's arms, indicating that she hadn't had enough of taking advantage of him. He felt especially regretful. Without that solid size and weight, his arms felt empty.
"I'll go take a shower. It'll be quick," Wen Xu said and turned to go to the bathroom.
Little Youning's drool flowed down. "Daddy, I want to wash my hands."
Little Youning raised her oily little hands, indicating that it was necessary to wash them.
Qi Chenglin then put her down. In the end, he saw the little fat ball following the direction in which Wen Xu disappeared. She was planning to go to the bathroom.
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