Xia Nuan had a good personality and was generous. At that time, both boys and girls in the class had a good relationship with Xia Nuan.
At that time, Xicheng had an arrogant personality, a venomous mouth, outstanding appearance, and was also top-notch in studies. Therefore, the boys in the class stayed away from him. Although the girls admired him, they could not stand his cynicism.
Compared with the popular Xia Nuan, Xicheng is completely an outlier.
So much so, that even a few months after Xia Nuan joined the class, he didn't say a word to her.
It wasn't until he went to participate in a piano competition that he met Xia Nuan, who was also competing. The two of them spoke for the first time that day, and it was Xia Nuan who took the initiative to greet him.
"Dad... stinks!"
The little guy's voice interrupted Xicheng's thoughts.
"What?"
"Stinky... stinky!"
The little guy twisted his waist on his arm, his little face flushed a little. Xicheng looked at him up and down, but didn't see what he was thinking. He just felt that the little guy's body seemed to be exerting force.
After a moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, and a relaxed expression appeared on his face again.
There is a strange smell in the air.
"you!"
Xicheng sniffed and suddenly understood. He hurriedly raised his arms straight and moved the little guy to an arm's length away from him. He lifted the little guy upstairs like a cannonball about to explode and rushed into the bathroom. .
Putting the little guy on the ground, he quickly unbuttoned the little guy's onesie, frowned and pulled open the diaper. As expected, he smelled an obvious odor. He wrinkled his nose and put away the little guy's soiled diaper, and balled it up. Throwing it into the trash can, he pulled the tissue casually, and suddenly thought about the "notes" written by Xia Nuan - use baby wipes to wipe your butt, and apply butt cream.
He stood up hurriedly and wanted to go downstairs. As soon as he stood up, the little guy turned around and walked towards the toilet.
"do not move!"
Xicheng rushed over and reached out to hug him. Then he remembered that the little guy's butt had not been wiped yet, so he frowned and retracted his arm.
Looking at the son in front of him, he helplessly put his hands on the little guy's armpits, quickly went downstairs, took out the baby wipes from the package, hurriedly wiped his little butt, and turned around to find the butt cream.
The little guy had quickly crawled away and ran onto the carpet, and Xicheng was busy chasing after him.
Thinking that he was going to play with me, the little guy stood up and ran around the coffee table, chasing him to the sofa. He finally caught him and finished applying cream on his butt.
Raising his hand to help him put his clothes in order, he remembered that he hadn't helped him put on diapers yet.
Raising his hand to wipe his forehead, Xicheng sighed feebly, turned around and came back to get another diaper, took out one and folded it back, took the bag and looked for the "how to use" on it.
After carefully studying how to use it, he turned and looked again.
The little guy had already rushed to the display stand and was picking up a crystal trophy on it with his little feet. Seeing that the little guy's little hand had touched the trophy on top, Xicheng could only yell in panic.
"Don't… "
Before the word "move" came out of his mouth, the crystal trophy shook slightly, then tilted, fell from the other side of the shelf, and landed on the ground with three snaps.
Xicheng ran over clutching his diaper. Seeing the trophy arranged in three parts on the ground, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed.
This trophy is his first time entering the pop music circle. The award he received after publishing his first album is also of great significance to him.
"Ball!"