Be Careful, Scum Dad! Mommy Is Back!-Chapter 190 - Trash Dad and Uncle Fall into the

Chapter 190: Chapter 190: Trash Dad and Uncle Fall into the Water, Who to Save?

Chapter 190 -190: Trash Dad and Uncle Fall into the Water, Who to Save?

After a night’s rest, Lu Xining had let the memories of the previous night fade away.

Hearing the small stirrings of Little Dumpling before she woke up, Lu Xining didn’t open her eyes right away, curious what Little Dumpling would do.

After waking up, Nuonuo was not at all fussy.

First, she sat up and looked at her mom who was still sleeping beside her, gave her a kiss, then pulled the thin blanket from her body over Lu Xining, and climbed down the other side of the bed using the cushions on the floor.

Holding her bottle from the bedside table, she walked to the guest room in little fox slippers to find Jing Zheng.

“Uncle, uncle, mix the formula~”

Jing Zheng, who was still half-asleep, barely opened his eyes and saw Little Dumpling wearing a onesie, intently staring at him from the side of the bed with her bottle in hand.

He sleepily ruffled her fluffy hair and slowly said, “Five minutes, uncle will sleep for five more minutes.”

Though Jing Zheng said this, he had already picked up Little Dumpling and put her on the bed, taken the bottle from her hand to place it on the nightstand, and gently patted her back as he started to sing a lullaby.

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Nuonuo: “???”

She turned around, blinked her innocent, puzzled eyes, and began to fiddle with her fingers.

Counting silently in her heart: one, two, three…

Before she reached the tenth count, Jing Zheng had already gotten up, dutifully preparing to make her formula.

In the small living room outside the guest room, there was Little Dumpling’s formula powder and hot water.

Jing Zheng’s actions in mixing the formula were even more practiced than Lu Xining’s.

With his eyes not fully open, Little Dumpling got the freshly made bottle she wished for.

The temperature was just right, the dosage perfect.

Save for Jing Zheng who lazily went back to half-closed eyes and the cover he did not forget to pull up for her.

Nuonuo really loved her handsome and caring uncle.

When five minutes were up, Jing Zheng suddenly sat up.

Just as he was about to make formula for Little Dumpling, he saw her sitting on the bed, drinking her formula quietly.

Gulping it down, she soon finished drinking.

Jing Zheng, still confused, touched his head and said, “Nuonuo, why did you come over with the bottle by yourself today? Call uncle earlier next time, uncle’s formula mixing skills are better than your mom’s.”

Nuonuo was no longer surprised by his behavior.

While drinking her milk, she nodded at him, her eyes smiling like crescent moons.

…Uncle is really too cute.

After finishing her formula, Nuonuo was lifted up by Jing Zheng, her legs instinctively kicking in the air as she clung dependently on her uncle’s chest, and after brushing her teeth and washing her face in the bathroom, she was carried downstairs.

“Mommy~”

Seeing Lu Xining already drinking coffee in the dining room, she immediately left Jing Zheng’s arms and trotted over to her, looking up at her with a beaming smile.

Lu Xining affectionately pinched her nose, “Finished your formula?”

Little Dumpling nodded, and whispered in her ear, “Mommy, uncle forgot again.”

Hearing this, Lu Xining also lowered her voice, “Did Nuonuo tell uncle?”

Nuonuo shook her head, “Secret.”

As Lu Xining picked her up, she continued, “Protect uncle.”

The scent of milk lingered on Little Dumpling, who had just brushed her teeth, along with a faint lemon fragrance.

She kissed her daughter’s chubby cheeks and laughed, “Yes, Nuonuo is such a good girl, we’ll protect uncle together.”

Jing Zheng thanked the butler who passed him the coffee.

Seeing the affectionate interaction between the two, he spoke enviously, “Little Nuonuo, uncle is so good to you, why don’t you cuddle with uncle?”

Little Dumpling, sitting in her baby chair, made a face at him.

“Uncle is shy.”

“Huh? Who wanted to let mommy sleep a bit longer and came to bother uncle? Who was it?”

Nuonuo smiled shyly, “Hehe~”

Lu Xining served Jing Zheng a piece of breakfast, reminding him to eat it while it was hot, and a flicker of concern crossed her eyes as she looked at his thin frame, despite him eating three meals a day regularly.

It seemed the medication they had previously researched for Jing Zheng was no longer having a clear effect.

When she had come home last night, the lights in the guest room were still on.

To ensure Jing Zheng would rest earlier at night, Little Dumpling recently started taking him out for walks every day and would wake him up on time every morning. However, his sleep was still not guaranteed, remaining erratic and disordered.

Jing Zheng, because of his childhood experiences, was particularly sensitive to gazes.

He smiled and said, “Sis, I’m okay.”

Ever since he returned to the country with Lu Xining, having Little Dumpling by his side every day, he could feel his emotions had become much more stable, no longer spending entire nights unable to sleep.

Lu Nuonuo’s round, large eyes flitted between Lu Xining and Jing Zheng, silently making up her mind.

In the morning, after Lu Xining went to the laboratory, Little Dumpling took Jing Zheng back to their room.

She patted the pillow and said in her baby voice, “Uncle, lie down.”

Jing Zheng thought she was going to play their naptime game again and obediently lay down on the bed. He watched her hug her favorite pink little fox in one hand and pull up the blanket to cover him to his shoulders with the other, unable to suppress a smile.

Lu Nuonuo, like she was taking care of her own doll, tucked Jing Zheng in and then stood up to press the button to close the curtains.

Darkness enveloped the room instantly.

Just as Jing Zheng was about to speak, he felt his eyes covered by a pair of small hands, and the sound of Little Dumpling mimicking how adults would lull her to sleep reached his ears, along with a little hand gently patting his chest.

“Be a good boy, Uncle, sleep well, grow tall…”

To Little Dumpling, what worried Mom the most was Uncle’s sleep problem.

She was always lulled to sleep by her mom and uncle like this, so she felt sure that doing the same would definitely make Uncle fall asleep as well.

Her soft little hands didn’t actually cover Jing Zheng’s eyes at all.

Because it was dark, Lu Nuonuo’s hands mostly covered his nose, yet Jing Zheng felt a sharp sting in his eyes, a sensation that made him want to cry.

He closed his eyes, regulated his breathing, and pretended to have fallen asleep.

Lu Nuonuo also lay down next to him, clutching her pink little fox, and soon she had lulled herself to sleep.

Jing Zheng opened his eyes and carefully pulled the blanket over her.

Though he couldn’t see Little Dumpling, he could faintly hear her mumbling voice, “Sleep well, Uncle.”

Jing Zheng whispered, “Silly Dumpling…”

As he lay awake at night, smelling the pleasant scent of baby powder from the child, he gradually felt sleepiness creeping over him.

Lu Xining, halfway through her drive, suddenly realized she had forgotten a document.

When she returned, she didn’t see Jing Zheng and her daughter and was a bit puzzled.

Learning from the butler that Lu Nuonuo had taken Jing Zheng back to the room, she slightly cracked open the door and saw the sleeping pair, a large and a small, which melted her heart, and she silently closed the door.

Lu Xining leaned against the wall by the door, wordlessly curving her lips into a smile.

Her daughter was not only considerate but also extremely bright.

Everything that she explained to her seriously, Little Dumpling always kept in mind, even more deeply than an adult would.

In the past, Jing Zheng always preferred to stay alone in his room, never basking in the sun, quiet and reserved, but whenever Lu Nuonuo was with him, she would coquettishly persuade and drag him to go out in the sun.

Knowing his sleep was poor, Little Dumpling would always insist he nap with her during rest times.

Even if Lu Xining was at home, it didn’t matter.

This gave Jing Zheng the feeling that he was even more beloved by Little Dumpling than Lu Xining.

Lu Xining didn’t doubt for a second that if Jing Zheng and Ji Muye fell into the water at the same time, Little Dumpling would surely save her uncle first.

At this moment, Ji Muye who was waking from a night of drinking, was still in his seaside villa.

Having slumped on the living room sofa all night, his legs were numb when he woke up.

Sunlight poured through the windows onto the balcony and into the living room, striking his face and waking him with its glare.

The memories of his dreams were like a series of movie scenes, and as he was lost in his reverie, his phone on the coffee table vibrated twice.

It was the voices of Ji Chao and Ji Ze checking in before they went to school.

“Daddy, brother and I are going to school now~”

After a night, his head was splitting with pain.

After replying to his kids, Ji Muye leaned back on the sofa, staring into space.

Suddenly, his phone rang.

Ji Muye’s eyes darkened suddenly, and he hurried out the door.

The driver had already been waiting outside, promptly opening the door to the back seat as soon as he saw him.

Ji Muye: “To the company.”