Chapter 912 - 912 898 am I that easy to buy off (3)

Chapter 912: 898, am I that easy to buy off (3) Chapter 912: 898, am I that easy to buy off (3) Jian Qing looked at the snowball lying down asleep, a light tremble in the glitter of her eyes.

Snowball, sorry to trouble you!

“Jingwu, don’t you feel guilty saying that, such a huge blame, Snowball can’t bear it,” Quan Mingxuan commented with a chill in his voice.

Lollipops were Xiaojing’s favorites. He had lied that Snowball ate Xiaojing’s lollipop, wasn’t this deliberately causing a rift between Xiaojing and Snowball?

Truly a wicked sense of humor.

Quan Jingwu lifted his head and gave him a cold, slanting glance, “Go where it’s cool and stay there.”

Xiaojing licked his lips and smacked them.

He missed his lollipop so much!

Quan Mingxuan put down his bowl, showing a strange smile, “Xiaojing, don’t listen to your daddy, your daddy has hidden the lollipop away.”

“Quan, Ming, Xuan!” Quan Jingwu called out with a threatening tone.

“I understand, I’ll immediately go and stay where it’s cool.” After saying that, he practically slid away on the soles of his feet, fleeing upstairs.

Rhee and the others couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Daddy, lollipop, want lollipop!” A pair of little feet stepped on his legs, and Xiaojing unsteadily stood up, his small lotus root-like arms clinging around his neck without letting go.

“Big lollipop.”

Quan Jingwu was made dizzy by the shaking, looking at the little guy with silver threads at the corners of his mouth, he grabbed a tissue and helped him wipe it away.

“Xiaojing, you can’t eat too much sugar, be careful or your teeth will be all eaten away,” he patiently explained.

“Lollipop, lollipop, lollipop.” Xiaojing’s small body leaned over, resting on his shoulder, starting to chant persistently.

“Daddy, lollipop, lollipop…”

If Daddy’s words don’t count, Xiaojing wants a lollipop!

“Pfft!” Rhee burst into laughter, holding her belly.

Her Xiaojing had turned into a little monk.

Hearing Xiaojing’s repetitive pleading, Jian Qing couldn’t hold back her laughter, lifting her eyes to look at the man’s sharply defined handsome face, smiling as if she reveled in his misery.

“Xiaojing, you got yourself into this mess, you deal with it,” she said.

She picked up Xiaojing’s sibling and walked towards the kitchen, “Let’s go, Xiaojing’s sibling, mommy is taking you to get some yummy snacks.”

“Lollipop, daddy, lollipop.” Xiaojing clung to his neck, swinging, his rosy little mouth kept opening and closing, endlessly murmuring.

Quan Jingwu picked him up, and Xiaojing kicked his legs, “Big lollipop, want, lollipop.”

…

Quan Jingwu’s thin lips trembled slightly.

He didn’t believe he couldn’t coax him.

“Xiaojing, how about daddy plays with you with toys, huh?”

“No.” Xiaojing shook his little head, articulating clearly, “Lollipop.”

Rhee looked on from the side, not taking Xiaojing’s side; in truth, Xiaojing really loved sweets too much, and if it really did lead to cavities, that wouldn’t be good.

Quan Jingwu, holding Xiaojing, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Jian Qing washed a little apple for Xiaojing’s sibling to nibble on for fun, though his little baby teeth couldn’t make much of an impression.

“Lollipop, lollipop.”

The sound of Xiaojing’s persistent murmuring came through, Jian Qing raised an eyebrow and looked. Quan Jingwu was carrying him over.

“Xiaojing, there are no lollipops in this kitchen,” she teased.

“Dear treasure, Xiaojing said he missed you, let me carry Xiaojing’s sibling while you hold Xiaojing,” Quan Jingwu said calmly.

Jian Qing looked at him with an almost laughing expression, seeing through his intentions in a glance, “Do you think I’m a fool? You’re the one who fooled Xiaojing, so you do the coaxing.”

Once Xiaojing starts acting spoiled, he’s at a loss, and now he wants her help to coax Xiaojing, but she won’t do it. It’s rare to see him in trouble, so it’s better to enjoy the show.

She carried Xiaojing’s sibling past him, heading to leave the kitchen.

“Dear treasure, a box of ice cream,” he blocked her way, tossing out a sugar-coated bribe.

Jian Qing glanced at Nineteen, who was muttering on his shoulder, and lifted her lips in a smile, “Am I the kind of person who can easily be bribed?”

“Two boxes,” he said.

“The weather has been really hot lately.” She looked up at the sky and then hinted.

Quan Jingwu reached out and pinched her cheek, “Three boxes every Wednesday.”

Jian Qing’s eyes brightened, “Come, Nineteen, Mommy will hold you.”

“Want Daddy.” Nineteen clung tightly to Quan Jingwu’s neck, his light eyebrows furrowed, and he said firmly, “Want a lollipop.”

“Hahaha!” Jian Qing burst into laughter.

Truly her son, hmm, he’s really taken after her.

“Xiaojing, I can’t help you.” She reached out and patted his arm and said with a smile, “It’s rare for Nineteen to love you so much, you better coax him well.”

Watching her smile with her eyes curved up, Quan Jingwu’s purple pupils deepened, and he murmured tenderly, “Good treasure, since that’s the case, what I just said naturally doesn’t count.”

Jian Qing was petrified.

Her ice cream was gone, that won’t do.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Nineteen clinging to Quan Jingwu, her gaze darted, and she looped her arm around his, her voice even softer, “Husband, ice cream, want ice cream.”

Now it was fine, one big, one small, bombarding both his ears.

Quan Jingwu lowered his head, meeting the laughter in her eyes, his thin lips slightly curving, “Call me ‘husband’ a few more times.”

“Quan Jingwu, want ice cream, want ice cream!” She tiptoed and called out his name into his ear.

“Quan Jingwu, are you giving me ice cream or not?”

Seventeen’s shiny eyes watched Quan Jingwu and Jian Qing, then suddenly he grinned, the small apple he was holding no longer being bitten.

“Husband, ice, ice cream!”

The milky voice was incredibly adorable.

Jian Qing stumbled in surprise, then burst out laughing, “Haha!”

How could her Seventeen be so cute?

Quan Jingwu looked at Seventeen’s happy appearance, his head full of black lines.

“Husband, you stay here to coax Nineteen, I’ll take Seventeen back to the room first.” Jian Qing’s face couldn’t hide her amusement, “Nineteen, your daddy has lollipops, ask him for one.”

With that, she left swiftly with Seventeen.

The little guy in his arms stopped muttering, and Quan Jingwu looked at him puzzled, “Nineteen, what’s wrong?”

Just now he was so insistent on the lollipop, why was he silent now?

Suddenly, Nineteen raised his little head, his gorgeous eyes squinting, “Daddy, want a lollipop.”

Here we go again.

“…”

It turns out he was just tired of shouting earlier, and now he’s regained his energy and started again.

Looking at the little guy with a face just like Jian Qing’s, he couldn’t bring himself to say a harsh word, Quan Jingwu sighed lightly.

Forget it, he had to dote on his own son.

He carried Nineteen out, Jian Qing and Seventeen were no longer in the living room.

Rhee looked at Nineteen still hanging onto Quan Jingwu and covered her mouth with a smile.

A large jar of lollipops was placed on the bookshelf; Jian Luo had bought them for the two little treasures, but Quan Jingwu didn’t let the little ones eat them, so they had been sitting on the bookshelf all this time.

He reached out, took a lollipop, and stuffed it into Nineteen’s hand; compared to the big lollipop from the other day, it was nowhere near as impressive.

Nineteen examined the lollipop in his hand, looked up at Quan Jingwu, “Daddy, small.”

“Hehe, it is indeed a bit small.”

The laughter-laden voice came from the stairwell.

Quan Mingxuan leaned over the railing with a suitcase beside him.

“Nineteen, it’s too small; let your daddy buy you that big lollipop from before.”