Just then, Nannan, who had left the room at some point, returned with a box of ice cream.
He squeezed in front of the two adults and saw that Fu Xiaoxiao was still crying loudly with her mouth open. His little face was full of seriousness. He scooped up a spoonful of ice cream and put it into Fu Xiaoxiao's mouth.
Just as Fu Xiaoxiao was about to continue crying, a cool yet sweet taste suddenly filled his mouth. He subconsciously smacked his lips, stopped crying, and stared blankly at his brother Nannan in front of him.
Nannan's little face was serious. She scooped up another spoonful of ice cream, put it in Fu Xiaoxiao's mouth, and asked, "Is it good?"
Fu Xiaoxiao pursed her lips but didn't say anything.
Nannan scooped out another spoonful of ice cream and placed it in front of Fu Xiaoxiao, but instead of feeding him, she asked, "Do you want more?"
Fu Xiaoxiao was just sulking and didn't want to talk to Nannan, but the temptation of ice cream was too great. His eyes widened, and he blurted out, almost unconsciously, "I want to."
Nannan nodded and fed Fu Xiaoxiao another bite of ice cream.
Fu Xiaoxiao's thoughts were interrupted. With his favorite ice cream in his mouth, he had neither the mind nor the means to continue crying. With a smeared face, he sat obediently on the sofa, opening his mouth and waiting for his brother Nannan to feed him ice cream.
Seeing that Fu Xiaoxiao's emotions had stabilized, Nannan picked up a tissue and awkwardly wiped away Fu Xiaoxiao's tears, her movements revealing a hint of helplessness.
"I apologize. I didn't explain things clearly that day, and you waited so long for nothing." Nannan changed the subject, saying in a childish voice, "To show my apology, I'll treat you to ice cream every time we meet. Can you forgive me?"
With ice cream in his mouth, Fu Xiaoxiao couldn't bring himself to refuse; he just opened his mouth, waiting for Nannan to continue feeding him ice cream.
After finishing the box of ice cream, Fu Xiaoxiao licked her lips with lingering satisfaction and said awkwardly in a low voice, "If you can buy me another box of ice cream now, I'll consider it."
As if she had anticipated this, Nannan pulled out a box of ice cream from behind her back and, with her fair face, skillfully fed it to Fu Xiaoxiao.
Fu Xiaoxiao was enjoying her meal and forgot her earlier sadness; her short legs swayed unconsciously back and forth.
One was feeding the other attentively, and the other was eating happily. The atmosphere between the two little ones became very harmonious, as if they had never had a tantrum.
Su Huaiming looked at Fu Xiaoxiao, whose eyes were shining as she ate, and remained silent for a few seconds, feeling both helpless and amused.
Fu Xiaoxiao's most important thing is her mouth; she won't care about anything else if she has food!
Thinking of this, Su Huaiming became a little worried again.
Fu Xiaoxiao is intelligent, but with this kind of personality, she will probably suffer a lot as she grows up, getting cheated and even helping others count the money.
However, that's a long time from now. Maybe Fu Xiaoxiao will develop a more sensible mindset in the future.
The two adults stood there blankly to the side.
They struggled for a long time but couldn't coax Fu Xiaoxiao. Four-year-old Nannan managed to do it with just two ice creams, making them seem particularly useless.
However, Su Huaiming cannot use this method. If he compromises this time and coaxes Fu Xiaoxiao with ice cream, Fu Xiaoxiao has so many tricks up her sleeve, she will definitely use fake crying to trick him into giving her ice cream later. So he absolutely cannot start this trend.
But he didn't step forward to stop it.
Even though Nannan promised to treat Xiao Xiao to ice cream every time they met, they only saw each other a few times in total. Even if Fu Xiaoxiao wanted to use this as an excuse, she wouldn't have the chance.
Su Huaiming and Nannan's mother stood to the side, looking particularly out of place. Since Su Huaiming couldn't help at all, he told Nannan's mother and quietly left the room.
He had just stepped out when he bumped into Fu Jingfan.
Fu Jingfan looked Su Huaiming up and down before asking, "Is Xiao Xiao feeling better?"
"Your son was appeased by two ice creams." Su Huaiming looked at the shrewd Fu Jingfan and couldn't understand how he could have such a naive and innocent son.
Su Huaiming assumed that Fu Jingfan was there to see his son, so he made way for him. Unexpectedly, Fu Jingfan stood next to him without moving, just looking down at him.
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"Did you bring any change of clothes?" Fu Jingfan suddenly asked.
Su Huaiming's attention had been focused on Fu Xiaoxiao until now, when he noticed that Fu Xiaoxiao's shoulder was soaked with tears and snot, making it sticky and messy.
Su Huaiming gasped, tugged at his collar, and looked at his T-shirt with disdain, a little troubled. "This is unwearable, but I didn't bring any spare clothes."
Fu Jingfan was silent for a few seconds before saying, "Come with me to the warehouse. Take this garment off first."
Su Huaiming nodded, not thinking much about "why he had to change clothes in the warehouse," and followed Fu Jingfan into the room on the left side of the corridor.
Su Huaiming couldn't take it anymore, so he took off his T-shirt, grabbed a tissue, and wiped the water off his body.
He looked at the T-shirt lying to the side, feeling very conflicted.
The temperature at the beach was high, and the boys playing on the sand were only wearing swim trunks. He went out shirtless, which didn't attract much attention. However, he had to work in the kitchen, and if customers saw him, it would be a bad impression and affect the image of the dessert shop.
But he didn't have any clean clothes on hand, and the kitchen needed him; he couldn't just stay in the warehouse all day.
Before Su Huaiming could finish his thought, a weight suddenly appeared on his head, his vision was suddenly blocked by a white expanse, and a faint, cool fragrance surrounded his nose.
Su Huaiming was stunned for a moment, then took the thing off his head and noticed that it was a shirt.
He turned to look at Fu Jingfan, who was bare-armed and wearing only a vest, his eyes filled with confusion.
"Make do with this shirt for now. I've already asked the production team to get you some other clothes," Fu Jingfan said.
Fu Jingfan's expression was calm, revealing no emotion, but his eyes were deep, his heavy gaze fixed on Su Huaiming's exposed skin.
Su Huaiming's skin was already fair, and he rarely participated in outdoor sports, so his skin was covered up, making it even more translucent, fair, smooth, and delicate like jade.
At this moment, they stood in the dimly lit warehouse, a beam of bright sunlight shining in through the top window, gently illuminating Su Huaiming, who was surrounded by shimmering light, so beautiful that it was hard to look away.
Su Huaiming held the shirt, his movements unintentional, yet they covered his chest, a gesture that only served to smack of deception, stirring up wicked thoughts within one's heart, making one even more eager to explore what was hidden beneath.
When Fu Jingfan spoke again, his deep voice became dry and hoarse, "I just changed into this shirt this morning, if you don't..."
Before he could even utter the word "mind," Su Huaiming had already naturally put on his shirt and was buttoning it up.
He had worn Fu Jingfan's clothes several times before and was already used to it. Besides, given his relationship with Fu Jingfan, there was no need to hide anything... Most importantly, it was good enough to have clothes to wear; what was there to be particular about!
Upon hearing this, Su Huaiming paused in his actions and looked at Fu Jingfan with confusion.
Fu Jingfan looked into Su Huaiming's clear and innocent eyes, the rest of his words stuck in his throat.
Su Huaiming didn't pay any attention and quickly buttoned up his shirt.
Fu Jingfan was taller and bigger than him, and he was wearing a loose casual shirt, which made Su Huaiming's shirt look empty underneath, with long sleeves that almost covered his fingers.
Su Huaiming casually rolled up his sleeves, swaggered open the warehouse door, and walked out.
Fu Jingfan stared at Su Huaiming's retreating figure, his gaze deep and lost in thought. After a few seconds, he finally took a step and followed after him.
When Su Huaiming and Fu Jingfan appeared at the door, everyone turned to look, their expressions varied.
Su Huaiming was wearing Fu Jingfan's shirt, while Fu Jingfan, who was always impeccably dressed, was only wearing a vest. The two stood side by side, and the atmosphere was inevitably somewhat ambiguous.
In front of the camera, no one dared to ask too many questions, but their smiles all became strange.
Su Huaiming didn't receive this signal and went straight back to his workbench to continue making ice cream.
Fu Jingfan stood aside to help.
Su Huaiming had just casually rolled up his shirt sleeves, but as he did so, the sleeves slipped down and almost touched the cream.
Wearing gloves made it difficult for Su Huaiming to adjust his cuffs, so he could only rub them against his body, trying to get them back up.
The action was repeated, and Su Huaiming suddenly heard a deep, magnetic voice say, "Don't move."
Fu Jingfan reached out, his slender fingers threading through the fabric, and with an air of elegance, rolled up his sleeves for him.
While adjusting his cuffs, Fu Jingfan's fingertips inevitably brushed against Su Huaiming's forearm.
Su Huaiming's wrists were slender, easily encircled by two fingers, as if a slight pressure would leave a fingerprint; his skin was clear, delicate, and warm to the touch.
Fu Jingfan's movements did not pause at all, but after withdrawing his hand, his fingertips couldn't help but rub it a few times, as if savoring the feeling from just now.
Su Huaiming didn't notice Fu Jingfan's subtle gesture. After thanking him, he continued with his work.
Fu Jingfan stood beside him the whole time, helping out. Before Su Huaiming could even speak, he had already brought over the necessary items, which greatly pleased Su Huaiming.
After the two of them were busy for a while, Fu Jingfan thoughtfully brought them a water glass.
Su Huaiming was thirsty, but since he was wearing gloves and couldn't hold the water glass, he took Fu Jingfan's hand, tilted his head back slightly, and pressed his red lips against the glass, like a small animal slowly sucking water.
Fu Jingfan held the cup very steadily, and Su Huaiming didn't choke at all from beginning to end. He only put the cup down after feeding him the whole cup of water.
"Want some more?" Fu Jingfan asked.
Su Huaiming had cream on his hands, which accidentally got onto his cheek. Unaware of this, he unconsciously licked the cream off his lips before saying, "No need."
Fu Jingfan nodded, and before Su Huaiming could speak, he brought him what he wanted.
The two were both focused on their work and showed almost no intimate gestures, but the viewers in the live stream still noticed something fishy.
[Can anyone tell me why Su Su is wearing Fu Jingfan's shirt? What exactly happened between them?!]
[My wife looks so good in my shirt, so sweet and shy, hehe. (Image of her pale, yellowish face)]
[Fu Jingfan, stop pretending! In just this short time, you've looked at your wife's lips five times, her waist three times, and her wrists six times. You've practically glued your eyes to her. Now what are you pretending to be, this sanctimonious gentleman?!]
[Just a glance from him can make the scene so awkward; I suddenly can't look President Fu.]
[President Fu felt like an old dog suddenly experiencing a burst of lust, full of energy, wanting nothing more than to have sex for three days and three nights... Is this something I can say?]
[Ah, he loves him so much, they're such a sweet couple!]
[This CP fan has already imagined a 10,000-word essay, see you all in the supertopic!]
Su Huaiming had no idea what netizens were imagining. After finishing his work, he immediately went to see Fu Xiaoxiao.
Fu Xiaoxiao has returned to his usual chubby and adorable appearance, his little face rosy, showing no signs of having cried.
With his back to the door, he didn't see Su Huaiming and Fu Jingfan, and awkwardly said, "Eating ice cream doesn't mean I forgive you, but you have to keep your word and treat me to ice cream every time we meet!"
Fu Xiaoxiao said a lot, but Nannan just nodded.
Fu Xiaoxiao was fairly satisfied with his attitude and wanted to maintain her composure, but the ice cream tempted her and her cravings took over. She leaned closer and asked expectantly, "When will you come again? Can you come tomorrow?"
Su Huaiming: "..."
He was amused by Fu Xiaoxiao's antics, walked over and stroked his soft hair, asking in an annoyed tone, "Aren't you afraid of getting diarrhea from eating so much ice cream?"
Fu Xiaoxiao touched her lower abdomen, wanting to refute, but seeing Fu Jingfan beside her, she could only silently swallow her words.
Ignoring the awkward Fu Xiaoxiao, Su Huaiming walked towards Nannan's mother, expressing his gratitude for her taking care of Fu Xiaoxiao earlier.
Nannan's mother looked at Su Huaiming with starry eyes. After chatting for a few minutes, she couldn't help but tentatively say, "I know you're here to record a show. We probably won't see each other again after this. This is a rare opportunity, so I'd like to invite you to my home."
Su Huaiming was somewhat flattered by these words.
Before he could answer, Fu Xiaoxiao leaned closer, licked her lips, and looked at Nannan's mother, asking, "Do you have a lot of ice cream at home?"
"I don't have much ice cream at home," Nannan's mother said with a smile, then added, "But if you come, I can buy you a whole refrigerator full of ice cream!"
The two, one big and one small, found common ground. Fu Xiaoxiao didn't hold back at all, counting on his fingers the flavors he liked, and asked Nannan's mother to buy them for him in advance.