Chapter 778: Caring for the Child

Chapter 777 Chapter 778: Taking Care of the Child (1/3)

Rejected 99 Times, the Aloof Campus Belle Comes On Strong at Me, Jiang Muye

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Jiang Muye's heart suddenly sank.

And Little Orange Juice, placed on the platform, was clearly a bit impatient.

His originally round eyes now began to carry a hint of grievance.

Looking again, Jiang Muye could tell that tears were about to fall.

Oh no, he's going to cry again.

Jiang Muye's mental alarm had already started going off.

"Son, stop, don't cry. Daddy will go find you a suitable diaper right away!" Jiang Muye fumbled about as he held his son and went to look for a diaper.

There were a great many diapers in the room, all different in type and length, and even in the age group they were meant for.

Those had all been bought back when he was a new father who didn't understand anything, and a portion of them had been gifts from relatives and friends who figured the child would be able to use them eventually, so they'd kept them.

Jiang Muye rummaged through boxes and cabinets with the child in his arms, and holding the child did restrict a lot of his movements. Fortunately, Jiang Muye had sharp eyes and quick hands, and while holding the child he also found the small-sized diaper.

Jiang Muye set the child down on the platform, then began changing the child's diaper.

He actually wasn't very good with diapers. He had learned some of the know-how before, but when it came time to really do it, he was still rather clumsy.

Especially since Jiang Muye was thinking of being a little more careful and meticulous with the child, and wouldn't you know it, he fiddled with it for ages and still felt it wasn't right.

And Little Orange Juice was still wailing loudly.

Jiang Muye wiped Little Orange Juice's tears. "Baby, forgive me this once, okay? It's my first time being a dad and I've got no experience. Daddy didn't mean to dawdle. Give me another chance, okay?"

Jiang Muye used the gentlest tone of his entire life to coax Little Orange Juice.

Whether or not Little Orange Juice actually understood, his crying did quiet down a bit, which let Jiang Muye breathe a quiet breath of relief.

Jiang Muye changed Little Orange Juice's diaper again, and this time there was nothing wrong with it—it fit quite well, and he could stretch his arms and legs out freely.

Little Orange Juice, who had been crying, was now picked up by Jiang Muye, and no longer cried or fussed.

In Jiang Muye's arms, his mood even cleared up quite a bit. Though he didn't smile, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Jiang Muye was rather surprised.

"Little guy, you were raising havoc in Heaven just now, and now you're sleeping so soundly? You really are a mischievous one, tormenting your old dad," Jiang Muye said.

That was what he said, but there wasn't a trace of blame in Jiang Muye's tone. Instead, looking at the child's sleeping face, he just felt happy.

The more he looked at this child, the more he liked him, and he could not help but lower his head and plant a kiss on the child's little face.