My Aloof Husband Can't Stop His Devoted Affection-Chapter 552 - 022: His Tenderness_2

Chapter 552: 022: His Tenderness_2
"Then how... did she end up here?"
"I’m not sure either. She said her mom brought her here. I didn’t see anyone outside just now, let me call and ask later!" Nan Jiayan took a deep breath, feeling a bit troubled. He had never taken care of a child before; he had only seen her a few times before this.
"Little Yu’er, have you had breakfast?"
The little girl nodded, "I have."
"Do you want to eat some more?"
"I want to drink milk."
After hearing this, Nan Jiayan turned around and took a pair of slippers from the shoe cabinet, placing them in front of Lu Shishu, "Shi Shu, put on the slippers first, don’t catch a cold. You take Little Yu’er for breakfast. I’ll make a phone call." Saying this, he crouched down to wipe away the tears on the little girl’s face, "Little Yu’er, you go have milk with this pretty sister, brother is going to make a call."
"Okay." The little girl was not shy at all, nodded in response, let go of Nan Jiayan’s hand, and walked directly to Lu Shishu, willingly taking her hand, then looking up with her pretty cute face.
Feeling a very tender and soft little hand holding hers, Lu Shishu couldn’t help but be startled, looking down at those innocent big eyes, instantly unsure how to refuse. Moreover, Nan Jiayan didn’t seem to give her a chance to refuse, as he went back to the room to get his phone to call.
Lu Shishu had no choice but to put on the slippers and led the little girl to the dining room. She poured her a glass of milk, and even heated it up a bit.
While she was warming up the milk in the kitchen, the little girl waited obediently at the dining table. Buxia, the little creature, ran over, and the little girl wasn’t afraid, she even touched it with her hand, excitedly shouting, "Sister, look, it’s a kitty! Meow~"
Lu Shishu turned her head to look, but didn’t respond, feeling very puzzled inside. Why did she suddenly start taking care of a child?
Just ten minutes ago it wasn’t like this!
She obviously didn’t want to bother with him and wanted to leave his house. Just a few minutes had passed, not only was there an extra child, but she had also taken on the responsibility of looking after the child.
What kind of mess is this!
After warming the milk, she brought it to the little girl, thinking that she just played with that little cat, and deliberately lowered her voice to ask, "Before eating, shall I take you to wash your hands, little one?"
"Sister, you can just call me Little Yu’er." Nan Zhixi raised that pretty and clean little face to look at her, her voice sweet and soft, very cute and especially likable.
"Then shall sister take you to wash your hands?"
"Okay."
Because the chair was too high and she was so small, Lu Shishu lifted her down, then held her hand to the kitchen, lifted her onto the countertop, helped her wash her little hands, then took her back to the dining room, and wiped her hands with a tissue.
She then pushed half of the sandwich in front of her, "Eat up!"
About five or six minutes later, Nan Jiayan came out of the bedroom with a coat, Lu Shishu turned her head at the sound of his footsteps, seeing his serious expression and tightly knitted brows, seeming somewhat displeased.
Lu Shishu returned to her cold demeanor, her lips moved slightly, about to say something, when Nan Jiayan softly said, "I have to go out for a while, could I trouble you to take care of Little Yu’er? If you’re feeling unwell, you could take Little Yu’er back to the room to sleep. If there’s anything, just call me, you should have my number, right?"
Lu Shishu lightly pressed her lips, staying silent at his last sentence, yet she was genuinely curious about where he was in such a hurry to go.
"Little Yu’er, brother is going out for a while. Be good and stay here. Listen to sister, okay? No being naughty, sister is also feeling a bit unwell, you need to help brother take care of sister, understand?" But before Lu Shishu could ask, Nan Jiayan went over to Nan Zhixi and spoke softly.
"Mm-hmm, okay." Little Yu’er nodded obediently, then seemed about to cry, "Then... will brother come back? Will you not want Little Yu’er anymore?"
Nan Jiayan smiled, touched her little face, "How could it be, who would not want Little Yu’er? Brother will always want Little Yu’er."
"Really?" Little Yu’er opened her big eyes, with a mix of doubt and innocence, "Does brother like Little Yu’er?"
Nan Jiayan pressed his lips, even now. Nan Zhixi was already four years old, but he and his sister had only met five times; once when she was three months old, then after she was one year old, again when he was three, and then this time since he returned.