CHAPTER 39: CHAPTER 39: DO YOU LIKE MY MOMMY?

EDITOR: ATLAS STUDIOS

Don’t let Shi Mianmian’s age fool you—she’s only four, but she’s really smart. If uncle’s injury is all healed, mommy will definitely want to chase him away immediately.

She quickly raised both hands to cover her mouth tightly, and then giggled as if she shared a little secret with him.

Jing Jihan moved his gaze away from the sleeping Shi Su and looked at the little clever one in his arms. "What do you want to eat?"

"I don’t know." Shi Mianmian continued to cling to his neck playfully, "But I’m so hungry."

While speaking, Shi Mianmian suddenly raised the toy pizza in her hand to her mouth and sniffed it, then blinked her innocent big eyes at him, as if she was so hungry that she wanted to take a bite out of the fake toy pizza.

Jing Jihan looked at the toy pizza in her hand, and Mianmian also glanced at the toy pizza in her hand at the same time, then the two exchanged a glance.

Receiving his gaze, Mianmian cooperatively got out of his arms, sneaked over to Shi Su’s side, and grabbed mommy’s phone. She knew mommy’s phone password and whispered it to Jing Jihan.

Watching as Jing Jihan successfully used Shi Su’s phone to order takeaway and automatically deducted more than eighty yuan from Shi Su’s card, Mianmian grinned mischievously, excitedly hugged Jing Jihan’s leg, then happily jumped away. Even though they had to wait half an hour for the delivery, she still excitedly hopped over to the door to wait obediently.

Shi Mianmian lay by the door and didn’t move. Jing Jihan watched the little one and smiled helplessly. As he turned to see Shi Su sleeping soundly on the coffee table, he noticed that the air conditioning in the living room was a bit cold, so he casually picked up a thin blanket from the side of the sofa and gently covered her back.

While Shi Su slept, her usual vigilance and deliberate distance were absent. Her hair was slightly disheveled, falling over her neck and only faintly revealing her soft, fair nape. The skin on her face was delicate, fair, and soft like that of a teenage girl.

Shi Su was deep in her dreams, with only the slightest movement in her brow. Though the position she slept in was uncomfortable, she was simply too tired. The warmth covering her made her instinctively feel comfortable, and she gently rubbed her forehead against her arm, tilting her head to continue sleeping.

Jing Jihan’s gaze lingered on her for a moment. As she moved, he reached out to cover her again with the blanket that almost slipped off.

Shi Mianmian persistently lay against the door waiting for the pizza, her little face pressed against the door, beginning to feel a bit anxious. She asked grumpily, "Uncle, how much longer until it arrives?"

"Very soon."

Shi Mianmian turned around and curiously asked, "Uncle, is the pizza expensive? How much chocolate can you buy with it?"

Jing Jihan glanced at her.

According to his promise to repay Shi Su a hundredfold, eighty would turn into eight thousand.

"Not expensive."

Shi Mianmian got tired of standing, so she ran back to the children’s room to get her cute little stool, placed it by the door, and sat down obediently in front of the door.

Today, Shi Su was wearing a silk home dress, soft and comfortable, but the fabric was a bit slippery. With the slightest movement in her sleep, the thin blanket would slip down.

Jing Jihan reacted quickly, helping her cover up with the thin blanket again. At that moment, Shi Mianmian happened to see this and suddenly asked him directly with her eyes fixed on his direction, "Uncle, do you like my mommy?"

Then Shi Mianmian, as if making a sudden important decision on her own, sat seriously on the small stool at the door, looked in his direction, and said, "Uncle, do you want to marry my mommy? That way you can be my daddy!"

Jing Jihan looked at the serious expression on her little face.

Even though she’s only four, once a child decides something in their heart, if you don’t explain it, it’s hard to change their mind later.

He was just about to speak when the phone beside Shi Su suddenly rang.

Shi Su woke up abruptly, almost jumping up from the sofa. At first, she looked dazedly at Shi Mianmian by the door, and seeing her sitting there, she asked in a half-dream, half-awake state, "Shi Mianmian, what are you doing?"

"I’m waiting for something delicious!"

Shi Su’s mind was still fuzzy. After an "oh," she turned to look at the man standing next to her who had just caught the blanket slipping off her. Dazedly, she asked, "Then what are you doing?"