Chapter 790: Naming

"Mm, you can't hit the mirror, okay? In a bit your hand will hurt, come on, let Daddy blow on it for you." Jiang Muye wanted to grab Little Walnut's little hand.

Little Walnut actually cooperated quite well. Jiang Muye held back his laughter and blew on her hand, but then Little Walnut smacked the mirror again with a smack. And that wasn't all—she pressed her little face against it too, sticking out her little tongue to lick the mirror.

"Oh, Little Walnut, I said you can't hit the mirror. Not only does your hand hurt, but your hands get dirty too—there are germs!" Jiang Muye felt like crying but had no tears.

He had never imagined that a child's mischief could exceed his expectations.

But children were just naturally this mischievous, especially at such a young age, so Jiang Muye wasn't about to get truly angry at her.

"Baby, let's go wash your face, okay? Look, there's something dirty on your little face again. If you keep this up you'll turn into a little mud person, and then you won't be pretty anymore. We're a girl, so we have to be pretty and smell nice too, right?" Jiang Muye said with a smile as he began wiping Little Walnut's face with a warm towel.

Jiang Muye had thought it would take some effort to get Little Walnut to cooperate, but he never imagined that Little Walnut would fall in love with face-washing. When Jiang Muye moved the towel away, Little Walnut kept rubbing her little face against the towel, showing no intention of letting it go.

"Hey, Little Walnut, now that you're not playing with the mirror anymore, you want to play with the towel?" Jiang Muye laughed.

He had just said that when he discovered Little Walnut suddenly grabbing the towel and biting down on it, which instantly gave Jiang Muye a fright.

"There are germs, Little Walnut, you really are a little mischief-maker!" Jiang Muye immediately pulled the little towel out of her mouth.

Little Walnut held her breath, the corners of her mouth turning up—clearly unhappy, looking all puffed up with anger.

Jiang Muye lectured her, "We can't be a bad child, okay? Otherwise you're going to get your little bottom spanked in a bit. The towel is for washing your face, not for this."

Little Walnut was still puffed up.

Jiang Muye thought for a moment, then used a little toy to attract Little Walnut's attention.

"Ah ah ah ah!" Little Walnut babbled, reaching out her little hands to grab the toy.

Seeing that his prey had taken the bait, Jiang Muye quickly said in a soft, gentle voice, "Alright, I'll let you play with it, but you have to be good and listen to Daddy, and not be angry at Daddy."

Little Walnut was already so impatient that she was about to pounce onto Jiang Muye.

Seeing how anxious Little Walnut was, Jiang Muye quickly handed the little toy to her. Having gotten her beloved little toy, Little Walnut was very happy.

Her eyes shone with brilliance as she held the little toy, unable to put it down.

Looking at such an adorable daughter, Jiang Muye's heart melted.

He finally understood why there were so many daughter-slaves in this world.

It was all because daughters were both cute and adorable!

It was simply enough to break through the softest place in a person's heart.

Jiang Muye carried his daughter out. After Leng Ruoli received Little Walnut, she smelled the fragrant scent on Little Walnut's body and liked her very much.