After coming home, Su Yan washed Ruanruan's face, planning to snuggle up with the little one for a good night's sleep. Who would have thought that once in bed, the little guy insisted on making a call to her master.
"Wait, don't call yet, Daddy needs to wipe your face." Su Yan took out a small porcelain bottle, which Ruanruan recognized at once as the same kind Mu Shen Dad had.
"Mu Shen Dad also uses this to wipe Ruanruan's face. It's cool and smells good."
Ruanruan knelt on the big bed, tilting her little face up obediently and waiting for Su Yan to wipe her face.
Hearing Ruanruan's words, Su Yan immediately became smug, "That's right, the cream Mu Shen Dad has is also given by me. It's good for your skin. In the future, even if you go out in the big sun, my Ruanruan will still be pale and tender."
He pinched Ruanruan's little chin and carefully examined her face for a while, admiring her white, tender skin that showed not a single pore.
