novelraw Chapter 83: Especially Naturally Held in His Palm
Chapter 83: Especially Naturally Held in His Palm
They said it would be two days, but actually, we could go home by the evening of the second day, meaning we only stayed at the hospital for one night.On the night of the second day, Shi Su quickly went to pick up Shi Mianmian, who was about to have dinner at the kindergarten, and carried her all the way home after getting off near their house. The little girl held Shi Su’s face in her arms, gazing at her with wide, surprised eyes, and asked, "Mommy, does your neck not hurt anymore?"
"Your mom isn’t that weak. It’s almost healed, and carrying you home is definitely not a problem." Shi Su said as she pinched her little cheek, "If you dare to draw me as a monster again, it won’t be a problem for me to press you into a corner and give you a beating."
"Hehe~" Shi Mianmian quickly kissed her mommy’s cheek several times.
Entering the house, Shi Su habitually put Mianmian down by the sofa. Before Ji Han came, Mianmian would always climb onto the sofa upon returning home. But since Ji Han arrived, she would run directly into the master bedroom every time.
heless, Mianmian just hugged the big white bear in silence on the sofa.
Despite her sadness, the child’s emotions were so honest and straightforward, unlike how adults can hide their feelings.
Upon opening the fridge again, Shi Su took out some chicken nuggets, planning to make all Mianmian’s favorite dishes to cheer her up.
Just as her hand reached into the fridge, she suddenly heard the sound of the front door opening from outside.
"Uncle Ji Han!" With tear-stained eyes, Mianmian looked towards the door, quickly dropping the big white bear and ran directly toward the upright figure at the entrance.
Jing Jihan saw Mianmian’s just recently cried eyes, catching the little body cuddling up to him as she dashed forward, "Why are you crying?"
Mianmian pouted, "Mommy and I thought you left."
Jing Jihan heard the refrigerator door close in the kitchen. He carried Mianmian back to the sofa, pinched her little nose, "What did I say?"
Mianmian sat on the sofa, looking up at him. Her eyes were still red, her mouth pouting, "You wouldn’t leave without saying goodbye."
"Let’s consider it over this time. In the future, remember to always choose to believe me no matter what happens. Trust is the most basic principle between people, hmm?" Jing Jihan’s deep eyes looked at the little one whose eyes and nose were red from crying, "Don’t make this mistake again."
Shi Mianmian understood somewhat comprehensively; she nodded, still slightly frightened and aggrieved, as she clung to him, not wanting to let go.
Jing Jihan stayed with her for several minutes and, hearing no sound from the kitchen, pointed in that direction. Mianmian immediately let go sensibly, graciously telling him to go check on mommy.
Having taken the chicken pieces out, Shi Su forgot to defrost them. She stood by the fridge trying to manually separate the frozen pieces stuck together, her fingers turning red from the cold, yet she appeared calm and unperturbed.
When Jing Jihan walked in, this was the scene he saw.
Shi Su was still struggling with the item in her hand when suddenly a weight pressed down on her wrist, held by a hand extended from behind. She paused slightly, glancing along the long arm to the man behind her, "What are you doing..."
Before she could finish, the chicken pieces were already taken from her hand. The tall figure just slightly turned and immediately put the chicken pieces into the microwave to defrost.
Shi Su: "..."
Uh, did she actually forget to defrost them?
No wonder they were so cold.
In just a few seconds, Shi Su’s only slightly stuck response quickly shifted. She straightened up, pointed her finger at the man’s chest as he turned to face her, and spoke crossly, "Next time when you really want to leave, remember to leave the key! Also, stay away from our Mianmian; you made her cry hard in just those few minutes, and all the words I said to her last time were in vain! Children aren’t used to separations; if you leave her with psychological shadows, I won’t forgive..."
Shi Su was speaking forcefully. Jing Jihan stood under the kitchen light, his gaze lowered as he watched her without interrupting. Then, he suddenly grabbed her finger that had been poking his chest and enveloped her entire cold hand naturally into his palm.