Chapter Ch87 - [Extra: w.a.n.g Tiantian] Baby stole peaches

Translator: reiyu; Editor: GlitteryPanda

He Hao pulled w.a.n.g Zhuos hand aside, clutched his something which had been forcefully attacked and went into a daze of pain for three seconds before the pain brought him back to his senses!

Amid w.a.n.g Zhuos strange laughter, He Hao leaned against the wall, pale-faced and sweating, and took deep breaths as he endured the pain.

Then w.a.n.g Zhuo stretched out his hand towards He Haos something again.

Under ordinary circ.u.mstances, He Hao would have been 100 percent happy, but right now

Lightning-fast, He Hao held down Baby w.a.n.gs mischievous hands and coaxed lightly, Baby, be good dont touch hss

To be able to good-naturedly cajole a baby under such circ.u.mstancesand not spank the babys bottom clearly, this was He Haos true, pure love.

Papa had unreasonably stopped Baby w.a.n.gs entertainment of stealing peaches in its tracks, so Baby w.a.n.g pouted unhappily.

He Hao paused for a while to recover. He wiped his sweaty forehead with the back of his hand, then looked at the unhappy Baby w.a.n.g.

He Hao thought that Lin Feiran had been right this afternoon. The infants spirit wanted to fulfill its needs. In the afternoon, w.a.n.g Zhuo had drunk his fill of milk, so the infants spirit had vanished. Now it had emerged and started crying, indicating that it had other needs, but what were those other needs?

Needing to go to the toilet? He Haos gaze drifted downward over w.a.n.g Zhuos body!

The issue was that when w.a.n.g Zhuo went to wash up, he had already used the toilet. He Hao had seen it with his own eyes. So this could not be the issue. As He Hao thought about it, he could not help feeling a little disappointed.

Now He Hao suddenly remembered his own nephew. Before the child napped every afternoon and slept every night, he always wanted an adult to play with him until he fell asleep. It was said that babies under two years old were not good at sleeping alone. The vernacular in the area called this making a fuss before bedtime.

Ill play with you until you sleep, all right?

w.a.n.g Zhuo seemed to understand, his eyes crinkling in a smile as he showed a row of white teeth.

He Hao strictly set up some rules for w.a.n.g Zhuo. He pointed at his lower half and said, If you want me to pick you up, youre not to touch this part.

The babys expression immediately changed. Within one second w.a.n.g Zhuo stopped smiling and he pursed his lips and opened his eyes wide in grievance, trying to be cute.

He Hao was a total face-con and for a moment he actually seriously considered letting him grab it one more time. But the lingering pain stopped this ridiculous thought in its tracks.

In front of w.a.n.g Zhuo, He Hao had to harden his heart for once and refuse. No means no, all right?

w.a.n.g Zhuos eyes went red and he took a deep breath. He looked like he was about to cry!

Dont cry, dont cry! Seeing this, He Hao immediately picked up the 1.8m tall baby and put him onto his own lap, rocking him from side to side several times. He said ingratiatingly, Ill sing baby a song, all right? He did not wait for w.a.n.g Zhuos response before opening his mouth to sing. Go to sleep, go to sleep, my darling baby. Papas hands rock you gently

His voice was low, and sounded good singing such a slow and gentle melody. w.a.n.g Zhuo no longer looked so much like he was about to cry. He innocently blinked his eyes and pinched He Haos nose with his big hands, then pulled He Haos ears and poked at He Haos eyes. He Hao had to dodge back and forth as he sang. The whole scene was familial and happy.

After He Hao sang for a while, w.a.n.g Zhuo seemed to get a little sleepy. His eyelids drooped and his gaze locked on He Haos face. Children did not avert their eyes when they looked at someone; they had no notion of awkwardness and did not mind meeting someones eyes for long periods of time. He Hao, on the other hand, felt his face go red and his gaze become unsteady from being stared at so intently. Whenever he looked at w.a.n.g Zhuo, w.a.n.g Zhuo would be staring intently at him, his childlike eyes clear and resolute.

Ahem After meeting eyes several times, He Hao stopped dodging and stared back at w.a.n.g Zhuo, red-faced.

He could tell that it was not w.a.n.g Zhuos soul behind those eyes. But these were indeed w.a.n.g Zhuos eyes; the sharp corners of his brow, an una.s.suming brown mole at the interior of one eye, the slightly upward-tilting corners of his eyes, the narrow eyes that seemed to always hold a laugh as He Hao met w.a.n.g Zhuos gaze, he remembered many things. None of which were worth mentioning, but they were memories of having been by each others sides for a year and a half. Going to cla.s.s, leaving cla.s.s, at mealtimes, playing ball all little details like that. In those memories were the flying hems of school uniforms, arrogant and wicked expressions, jokes that were neither here nor there, being by each others sides from morning till evening, and feeling the warmth of each other close by

When He Hao came back to himself, he felt that his expression was probably not right. Worried that w.a.n.g Zhuo would feel awkward when he recovered tomorrow morning and remembered this, he glanced down, still humming a tune.

w.a.n.g Zhuos eyelids grew heavier and heavier. He rubbed his eyes, and when his hands fell from his face his eyes had completely closed. His chest rose and fell, his breathing long and steady. He had fallen fast asleep.

He Hao put him down on the bed. Worried w.a.n.g Zhuo would kick the blankets off in his sleep, he only covered his stomach with a light blanket.

The sleeping w.a.n.g Zhuo smiled, a very pretty picture.

He Hao turned and went down the ladder. The moment his foot reached the rung, he stopped moving. He stared at w.a.n.g Zhuos sleeping face for a long time, then hesitated and climbed down another rung. Then all at once he grit his teeth and climbed back up two rungs, stealthily slipping to w.a.n.g Zhuos side and kissing his forehead. After stealing this kiss, he fled down the ladder, jumping off the last rungs. He shot onto his own lower bunk in a flash, as if he was scared.

He Hao lay on the lower bunk and played dead for several seconds. Hearing no movement on the top bunk, he let out a breath.

As he finished exhaling, the lights in the dorm room went out.

He Hao lay immersed in the sudden darkness, head pillowed on his hands, his legs crossed as he stared at the underside of the bed above him.

w.a.n.g Zhuo had been possessed by an infants spirit and the dorm room was unclean. The infants spirit had made a big scene and who knew where the little rascal was now? Still in w.a.n.g Zhuos body, or had it slipped out during the night to play? Several thoughts went through He Haos head but he did not feel scared. He felt that both he and w.a.n.g Zhuo were being very calm about the whole matter, but he really was not scared. Instead, he was worried. Currently, his mind was full of images of him hugging w.a.n.g Zhuo and cajoling him, and the feeling of w.a.n.g Zhuos body soft against his as he whined, as well as that stolen kiss from just now.

He Hao tossed and turned in the dark, on one hand planning the route they would take to the temple on Sunday, and on the other hand recalling those scenes. He felt a p.r.i.c.kly, itchy warmth at his back and the strange chill the infants spirit had brought was dispelled by these sweet thoughts.

He Hao stuck out a leg to kick the boards above him, in high spirits.

He wouldnt wet the bed in the middle of the night, would he? If the pee went through the bed boards, that would be a sight to behold.

Making preparations before the event, He Hao pushed his pillow to one side of his bed and lay on his side, against the cool wall, as he went to sleep.

At 5:30 a.m. the next morning, He Hao was woken up right on time by his biological clock. The first thing he did when he got up was to stick his hand under w.a.n.g Zhuos blanket and feel around.

The bedclothes were dry. He Hao pulled out his hand, his palm faux-accidentally brus.h.i.+ng against the top of w.a.n.g Zhuos thigh.

Come to think of it, it was surprising. w.a.n.g Zhuo, who usually slept like a pig in the mornings, having to be woken up by He Hao shaking his shoulders, was now awoken just by this light touch.

What are you touching me for? w.a.n.g Zhuo shot into a sitting position, his hair which kept its shapesticking up in all directions after having been rolled around in all night. The visual effect was very funny.

He Hao was clearly guilty, but he pretended to be calm. Checking if you wet the bed.

w.a.n.g Zhuo rubbed his hands hard over his face. Now that he had been reminded by He Hao, he instantly recalled the scene he had made before sleeping yesterday. He snapped. d.a.m.n it

He Hao said, You can stay in bed a while longer. Its not yet six.

w.a.n.g Zhuo held onto the railing and stuck his head out, looking at He Haos something in a panic. His face was explosion-red and he stammered, You youre all right there, right?

He Hao pursed his lips. What do you think?

They were both guys and w.a.n.g Zhuo surely deeply understood the soul-rending pain!

w.a.n.g Zhuo hurriedly said, Sorry, sorry. I was conscious at the time but couldnt control my body. It was like I was watching a movie.

He Hao waved a hand dismissively. Day after tomorrow, Ill take you to the temple.

w.a.n.g Zhuo swiftly climbed out of bed, standing face to face with He Hao, and said, Does it still hurt? Shall I rub it for you?

He Hao: