Chen Wan wiped her hair again, then went to bed, held her baby in her arms and asked her, "What did mommy tell you just now?"
The baby rubbed against Chen Wan and acted coquettishly, looking at Chen Wan with his bright eyes: "Mommy, I want to hear it again, please tell me again."
The tip of Chen Wan's hair was still dripping with water, which dripped onto Zizi's little neck. Zizi shrank his neck and was amused by the water drops, "Mommy, are you okay? Your water drops are all over me."
Chen Wan looked at the little spoiled child in his arms, wiped his wet hair with a towel, and replied, "Okay, whatever you say is what we will listen to Yangyang."
When Zizi saw that Chen Wan agreed, he clapped his little hands happily.
After all, there is no TV in the apocalypse, and Zizi doesn't like cartoons, so listening to stories has become her greatest pleasure. She also likes small animals very much, and never gets tired of listening to stories. She already knows the plots of several stories, but still likes to pester Jiang Yanxin to tell her a few more times.
Chen Wan simply put the towel on his neck and wiped it from time to time. He picked up a children's story book and told the baby a story: "Once upon a time, there was a little squirrel..."
The cub nestled in Chen Wan's arms and became more and more excited the more he listened. After listening to the little squirrel's story, he rubbed against Chen Wan and acted coquettishly: "Mommy, tell me another one, I want to hear more~"
Chen Wan's hair was a little dry now. She leaned on her mother's bed and teased her baby, "Do you still want to listen? Mommy has no strength left. How about this, if you kiss Mommy, I'll tell you a story, okay?"
The baby's eyes widened, and he nodded his little head quickly, then raised his little head to reach Chen Wan's face and kissed her many times. Chen Wan was amused by the baby and patted his little butt, "Ah? You kissed Mommy so many times, how many stories do I have to tell you, little rascal?"
The cub rubbed Chen Wan and acted like a spoiled child, while using his little fleshy hands to count how many times he kissed his mommy. However, he was still young after all, so he started to get confused after counting to 5. He tangled his two fleshy little hands together, and kept mumbling to himself: "One, two, three, four, five, and I can't count anymore after five."
After the cub got confused, he looked at Chen Wan for help and threw himself into Chen Wan's arms and acted like a spoiled child: "I can't count clearly, mommy help me count~"
Chen Wan suppressed his laughter and pinched the little hand of the baby, "Didn't you calculate it clearly, little hand?"
The baby nodded his head seriously, and then put his two little hands in place, with ten chubby little fingers spread out, and looked at Chen Wan expectantly with his two big eyes, "Mommy, help me count!"
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Chen Wan thought the baby was cute, and poked the dimples on the back of the baby's hand with a chuckle: "Okay, Mommy will count for you. You kissed Mommy seven times just now, that is, one, two..."
Every time Chen Wan said this, she poked Zizi's little hand and asked Zizi to bend a finger. In the end, Zizi bent seven fingers in total. Zizi looked at his bent little hand and rubbed Chen Wan excitedly and acted coquettishly: "Mommy, seven! That's a lot, Mommy tell me."
The baby's voice was sweet and milky, as if he was afraid that Chen Wan would cheat. His little fingers were curled up and raised to show Chen Wan.
Chen Wan kissed the baby's face with a smile and replied, "Okay, Mommy will tell you right away."