"Hmm. Go play with him for a bit, or he’ll cry!" Le Tong smiled as she pinched Baobao’s cheek.
Baobao squird in her arms in protest, "Mommy, I won’t cry!"
The amusent in Le Tong’s eyes deepened, "Right, Baobao won’t cry, Baobao is a strong child."
"Hmph, of course." Baobao sat up from Le Tong’s arms, leaning against the car window excitedly watching the swing outside flying high.
As soon as the car stopped, Baobao opened the door and shot out like an arrow. Worried about him, Le Tong, without even taking her bag, ran after him.
Ji Rui, however, was not in a hurry. He got out of the car, slinging Baobao’s backpack and Le Tong’s bag over his left arm, and then walked leisurely toward the mother and son.
Xiao Li, who had just parked the car, caught up and saw Ji Rui in his white shirt and black trousers, with his right hand casually in his pocket and the left hand carrying the bags, looking every bit the model family man, making Xiao Li’s jaw almost drop.
"Boss, let ..."
Xiao Li hurriedly walked over, wanting to take the backpack printed with Naruto characters and the won’s purse. Such tasks were always the little followers’ duties in the past, so seeing Ji Rui personally handling them made Xiao Li quite uneasy.
Ji Rui, however, waved him off, "No need, I’ve got it. You go buy a few bottles of sports drinks."
Xiao Li didn’t dare breathe loudly, looked Ji Rui over carefully to confirm he wasn’t angry and was actually in a good mood, then turned to run to the nearby convenience store for drinks.
Ji Rui slowed his pace, seeing from afar how Baobao climbed onto the swing like a monkey.
Le Tong, who was behind him, seed afraid he might fall, stretched out her hand, but it was so close without actually supporting him.
Watching Le Tong like this, Ji Rui suddenly rembered reading sowhere: Good parents learn to let go and silently follow behind their children, yet never let them notice...
Perhaps because Baobao hadn’t fully recovered physically, Ji Rui noticed the swing wasn’t going very high, and it seed leisurely, likely agreed upon between Le Tong and Baobao beforehand. Otherwise, given Baobao’s thrill-seeking nature, he would definitely swing high, high up.
He couldn’t deny that, although he had been the one beside Baobao all these years, when it ca to interacting with and educating Baobao, he was far behind Le Tong.
What impressed him the most was that she didn’t spoil or indulge Baobao out of guilt but rather firmly criticized and stopped so of Baobao’s bad behaviors and habits. Now, the shadow of the Little Demon King in Baobao was fading, and the carefree, innocent, pure traits typical of a normal five-year-old child were becoming more and more apparent.
"Hot?"
Ji Rui walked to Le Tong’s side and asked softly.
Le Tong, who had been smiling while watching Baobao, suddenly turned her head to look at him, with slight surprise in her eyes.
"Not hot, there’s a nice breeze here."
It was already early September, and though the weather was hot, there was a gentle cool breeze by the riverbank. Le Tong wasn’t particularly afraid of heat, so she felt much fresher and wasn’t sweaty at all.
However, the man still wearing a shirt had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
Le Tong’s gaze lingered on his face for a mont as she reached for her purse.
Ji Rui gently stopped her wrist, "Let , you take good care of Baobao."
But Le Tong insisted on pulling the purse over, opened it to take out a pack of tissues, and pulled out a sheet to hand him.
"Wipe..."
The n walking around here were mostly in T-shirts and shorts, and only he was dressed as if he were still in the office, no wonder he felt hot.
Ji Rui accepted the tissue ecstatically, with a shallow smile on his face, "Thank you..."
Ji Rui, used to receiving attentive care from Le Tong, unexpectedly thanked her for such a small thing, which made Le Tong even more surprised.
What Le Tong didn’t know was that, after hitting several refusals in a row with her, being cared for and loved, even if just a little, was enough to make him happy.
Le Tong looked at his softly smiling face under the lights, his already outrageously handso face taking on an enticing allure due to the smile.
Le Tong montarily lost her train of thought, dazed as she watched him use his slender fingers to gently dab the sweat off his forehead with the tissue. His actions, although many n would do them roughly, he made them appear elegantly like a tissue comrcial.
Ji Rui finished wiping his nose, slightly tilting his head back, guiding the tissue along his jaw, wiping down to his neckline where it paused sensually at his collarbone.
Le Tong couldn’t help but swallow hard, was this man doing it on purpose? Or did he not realize that every move by such an otherworldly handso man was a damned temptation for infatuated girls?
Ji Rui slightly lowered his eyes and unexpectedly t Le Tong’s transfixed gaze.
"What?" He raised an eyebrow, his handso face moving naturally a bit closer to her.
"Nothing..."
Le Tong’s rationality sharply snapped back, and instinctively she stepped back, unaware that behind her was a lower level of grass.
"Oh! Be careful!" Ji Rui, with sharp eyes, leaned in quickly, grabbing her with a big hand precisely at her lower back, pulling her semi-falling body up into his arms.
The sudden loss of balance made Le Tong’s heart race, and as she was abruptly pulled into his embrace, her hands instinctively gripped his waist like a lifeline to save herself.
When she realized, her body was tightly pressed against Ji Rui’s, his large hand resting on her waist, and her own hands ambiguously encircling his waist.
Ji Rui was only wearing a thin shirt, and his intense body heat seed to seep through the fabric onto her skin, while his warm breath synchronized with his breathing fell onto her face.
Le Tong’s face and neck instantly beca hot and flushed, her heart racing like a galloping horse. When she finally realized the excessive intimacy between the two, mortified, she placed her hands on his chest trying to push him away, but her footing wasn’t stable yet.
Her feet shuffled awkwardly on the grass until she finally regained her balance, took a few deep breaths, and lifted her head with the intention of saying thank you.
Baobao, who should have been happily swinging, had sohow co down, standing excitedly in front of them with a grin, "Daddy, Mommy, have you finally made up?!"
[Happy Valentine’s Day to all the girls, here’s sothing sweet...]
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