Ch.373 As If Peeling Corn (3)
Shen Xiuqi obviously had to be a strict father. Usually, he could spoil him and let him off the hook on trivial matters, but some issues that revolve around principles and values cannot be changed. For example, what he was doing now, pretending to look extremely pitiful and making Su Yaya feel distressed, was absolutely unacceptable behaviour.
"Don't worry about him, go have some rest, I'll take care of him, children shouldn't be too spoiled, they will easily develop bad habits because of this." Shen Xiuqi said it in such a serious manner that no one could refute him.
Okay, Shen Xiuqi, the stern father, already said so. Even though Su Yaya felt distressed, however, in order to help him develop good habits, as his mother, Su Yaya could only take Shen Xiuqi's side.
"Chengcheng, be a good boy and play with your dad. Mummy is extremely exhausted now, I’ll come to play with you after a short rest." Su Yaya softly coaxed Chengcheng, touched his little head, and let Shen Xiuqi carry him to some other place to have fun, she then went back to the room for some sleep.
Shen Xiuqi said to Chengcheng: "Let's go look at some fish, the big fishes."
Chengcheng giggled, he stopped looking for Su Yaya, and obediently followed Shen Xiuqi and left.
Su Yaya went back to the room and took a nap. She didn't know how long she had slept. She vaguely felt that her lips were sticking to a warm and soft object. She opened her eyes subconsciously and faced Shen Xiuqi's magnified face that was still handsome looking. He then smiled and said with a slightly hoarse voice, "Are you awake?"
"You woke me up." Su Yaya complained.
Shen Xiuqi chuckled, then gave her a few pecks on the lips, "Who told you to be this sweet looking."
The two of them were already an old married couple. The sweet and romantic words that Shen Xiuqi had said to Su Yaya before, could be packed into baskets. There weren’t tens of thousands of them, but there were more than thousands of them. Especially when he wanted to coax her, he would have a way with his words, as he tried to bewitch her with flattering words, and without even doing anything, Su Yaya was already bewitched. She didn't know where he learned to say such romantic words.
Although Su Yaya was sometimes thick-skinned, she couldn’t stand it when Shen Xiuqi said such romantic words to her, and snorted, "I'm sleeping."
Shen Xiuqi gave off a smile that seemed like he had an evil intention in mind, he leaned to Su Yaya's ear, and exhaled a breath of warmth between her neck and shoulder area. This aroused a tingling sensation in her, his voice sounded flirtatious yet charming, "I feel like sleeping too, let’s sleep together."
Su Yaya: "……"
Shen Xiuqi saw as she didn’t speak, he treated her silence as an approval. As he kissed her neck, he took off his clothes and got into bed, wrapped his arms around her, and as if he was peeling corn, he peeled off the outer layer of clothes little by little, revealing the beautiful fruits that were kept within.…..
Mother Su and Father Su had brought Chengcheng out to play for a short while, and he had the milk powder that Mother Su picked for him, but he still didn’t see his dear mother. Just when he was about to cry out loud to attract her attention, at that moment, he raised his gaze and saw his stern father, his mouth that was about to collapse and burst into tears, immediately changed, and turned to a smile at Shen Xiuqi, he then stretched out his two chubby arms at him, signalling him to carry Shen Xiuqi.
Mother Su smiled and said, "He was just looking for his mother, but he didn't manage to find her, it should be the same with you."
Shen Xiuqi hugged Chengcheng, expressionlessly, he said in a serious manner: "Yaya is tired from waking up early in the morning, let her sleep a while longer. I will play with Chengcheng first, and wait until Yaya wakes up before bringing him there."
By the time Su Yaya woke up, more than an hour had already passed, Chengcheng had already fallen asleep as he got tired from all the playing. At this moment, he was lying in Shen Xiuqi's arms, fast asleep. Naturally he couldn’t see his dear mother, nor could he play with her.
