Lu Sinian suddenly felt an inexplicable emotion rising in his heart, but then he thought, maybe he's just afraid of trouble when the time comes!
How many times have he been rescued from death? Yet he drove his mother away, and now that there's someone who can save him, does he act even more recklessly?
Lu Sinian silently kept quiet and started taking off his clothes one by one.
Lu Beichen couldn't be bothered to figure out what his son was imagining again, reached out and grabbed his arm, pulled him to the non-slip mat, and only started bathing him after testing the water temperature with his hand.
He rubbed shower gel on him, and every time he touched him, the little body would dodge. Lu Beichen couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Don't move!"
"I'm ticklish!" Lu Sinian bit his lip, holding back for a long time.
Lu Beichen fixed his gaze on his little expression, then suddenly leaned in for a closer look.
