Chapter 177: Does Xiaobao Want a Daddy?
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
This time, Wen Jin quietly got off the bed.
Yu Xiaobaoâs eyes were still wide open as she stared at Wen Jin and Yu Anwan, wishing she could stick her whole body to them.
Until Wen Jin walked up to Yu Xiaobao and picked her up.
Yu Xiaobao came back to her senses and called out sweetly, âGood morning,
Uncle. â
âXiaobao is awake. Do you still have a fever?â Wen Jinâs hand was pressed against Yu Xiaobaoâs forehead.
Xiaobao shook her head seriously. âI donât have a fever anymore. Iâm fine!â
âYou donât have a fever anymore.â Wen Jin smiled and nodded. âWhy are you up so early? Why donât you sleep a little longer?â
Yu Xiaobao was being carried around Wen Jinâs neck. She smiled and rubbed her stomach. âIâm hungry. I want to eat something.â
âXioabao, what do you want to eat?â Wen Jin hooked Yu Xiaobaoâs nose.
Yu Xiaobao hugged Wen Jin and did not answer immediately. Instead, she looked in the direction of the master bedroom and suddenly asked with a smile, âUncle, why are you sleeping with mommy?â
Wen Jin did not expect the little girl to be so direct.
âThe teacher said that only daddy and mommy can sleep together.â Yu Xiaobao said seriously, âSo uncle wants to be my daddy?â
Wen Jin didnât sound like he hated or liked this tone. Xioabao was just asking a very curious question.
Hearing Yu Xiaobaoâs words, Wen Jin smiled and looked at her calmly. âDoes Xiaobao want Daddy?â
Yu Xiaobaoâs eyes lit up when she heard Wen Jinâs words. âOf course, I did! It would have been even better if Uncle had been this handsome!â
As she spoke, Yu Xiaobao hugged Wen Jin and planted a sweet kiss on his cheek.
She looked overjoyed.
Was this a dream coming true?
Yu Xiaobao couldnât resist pinching herself to make sure she wasnât dreaming.
On the other hand, Wen Jin let out a soft chuckle. His lips curled up, and it was evident that he was in a good mood.
When Yu Xiaobao kissed him, that gentle sensation was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It was as if an angel had descended upon his heart, leaving him completely relaxed.
âUncle, you didnât answer my question,â Yu Xiaobao said, her innocence and romanticism shining through.
It was like a childâs pure curiosity, delving deep into her inquiries.
Wen Jin continued to smile. âIf Xiaobao wants it, Uncle will make Xioabaoâs wish come true, alright?â
While he didnât provide a direct response, he didnât decline either.
Yu Xiaobao was a mischievous one, so she grasped the situation immediately. Naturally, she didnât push her luck but nodded vigorously.
Then, Yu Xiaobao extended her pinky finger. âUncle, letâs pinky swear. We wonât lie for a hundred years, and if you do, youâll become dogs.â
âAlright,â Wen Jin agreed, playing along.
Yu Xiaobao was thrilled.
She allowed Wen Jin to carry her to the living room downstairs.
As she was being carried, Yu Xiaobao didnât forget to place her order. âI wanted egg pancakes, a glass of milk, and a sandwich. But no eggs in the sandwich, just ham and tomatoes.â
Yu Xiaobaoâs order combined elements from both Chinese and Western cuisines.
Wen Jin lowered his head and smiled silently. âAlright, Iâll do it. Uncle will make it for you, okay?â
âOkay,â Yu Xiaobao replied sweetly.
This time, Yu Xiaobao obediently slid down from Wen Jinâs body. However, she still clung to Wen Jin, like a pendant on his leg.
The two of them made their way to the kitchen.
In the kitchen, Yu Xiaobao was very supportive, and her chubby little hands were clapping. âUncle, it looks so awesome!â
Wen Jinâs omelet looked delicious, and Yu Xiaobao rubbed her stomach as she started to feel a little hungry.
Wen Jin was amused by Yu Xiaobaoâs look of admiration. âDoesnât mommy usually make this for you?â
âCoughâŠâ Yu Xiaobao sighed. âMommy makes itâŠâ
It was just that it was challenging to describe.
Yu Anwanâs cooking skills werenât very good, but compared to ordinary people, it was still passable.
It wasnât inedible. It was just not very visually appealing.
Yu Xiaobao had already been raised by Dabao and Shen Xingyuan, and she couldnât stand anything that didnât look good.
However, when facing Yu Anwan, Yu Xiaobao didnât complain. She coaxed Yu Anwan nicelv.
It was true love.
This subtle expression made Wen Jin raise his eyebrows slightly. He clearly understood the meaning behind Yu Xiaobaoâs words. This time, Wen Jin smiled silently.
She was rushing around the kitchen, often forgetting this or that, but she managed to prepare the food in the end, albeit a bit clumsily.
Thinking about it, Wen Jin couldnât help but laugh out loud.
âUncle, what are you laughing at?â Yu Xiaobao asked curiously.
Wen Jin didnât say anything. âItâs nothing. I was just thinking about the past.â
Yu Xiaobao just made an âOhâ sound and didnât inquire further. However, she still clung to Wen Jinâs leg.
âDo you want onions?â Wen Jin looked down at Yu Xiaobao.
âNo!â Yu Xiaobaoâs expression showed just how much she disliked them.
âYou donât like onions?â Wen Jin raised an eyebrow.
âNo, I hate onions the most!â Yu Xiaobao said with disdain. âSomeday, Iâll destroy all the green onions!â
The little girl couldnât be more assertive.
Wen Jin just smiled, and the way he looked at Yu Xiaobao became even gentler.
Yu Xiaobaoâs taste was very similar to his own, and Wen Jin didnât like green onions either. However, Wen Zhanyan was just like Yu Anwan, enjoying such ingredients. This meant that most of the time, Wen Jin had to accommodate Wen Zhanyanâs preferences.
And now, he had someone on his side who shared his taste.
This feeling was too good.
âAlright, I wonât use green onions,â Wen Jin replied with a smile.
Suddenly, Yu Xiaobao realized something and smiled at Wen Jin. âUncle, do you not like green onions either?â
âYes,â Wen Jin confirmed.
Yu Xiaobao rested her chin in her hand and gazed at Wen Jin cutely. She said in a childish voice, âThen weâre the same, so Uncle will be on the same boat as me in the future!â
âAlright.â Wen Jin was amused.
The idea that Yu Xiaobao was his biological daughter became more and more certain.
The two of them stood by the kitchen counter. As Wen Jin cooked, Yu Xiaobao couldnât help but sneak a taste. Wen Jin could only look at Yu Xiaobao helplessly. After cooling the food slightly, he naturally fed it to Yu Xiaobao.
Yu Xiaobao was amused and laughed.
The atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious.
At that moment, the butlerâs voice came from outside the kitchen. âYoung
Master, are you up? What would you like? Ill prepare it for you.â Yu Xiaobao blinked and looked at Wen Jin. âUncle?â
Her eyes were very innocent and naive as if she didnât know much about anyone in Wen Jinâs family..
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