My Girl and Tenderness

Aunt Mu pursed her lips, without showing much emotion on the surface. She just silently accepted Qin Kong's kindness and looked at the child with softer eyes.

"Here, Xiaokong, eat this."

"Xiao Kong?"

Qin Kong blinked his eyes, Aunt Mu hesitated for a moment, and then blurted out the nickname naturally. She felt that this was the way it should be, and she wanted to get close to this child.

"If you don't like it, I can call you classmate Qin Kong?"

"No, I like it! Aunt Mu, I like it very much!"

He smiled happily, a little shyly, and gently pulled the corner of her clothes with his little hand. His desire to get closer was exposed. He really was loved very much.

This was something I had never dared to imagine before. Which child would be willing to get close to her? Even my own daughter rarely got so close to her. That weird girl couldn't be so cute.

Having never experienced such a sticky parent-child relationship, Aunt Mu's vast blue ocean was opened up. She held her cheek and watched him eat. Suddenly she smiled and used her spoon to send a mouthful of food to his mouth, trying to say - "Ah..."

"Aww."

He ate it naturally with a look of happiness on his face, which made her have an illusion. Her cooking skills were obviously only average, but now seeing him eating it so happily, it was as if it was some kind of delicious delicacy.

"Is it tasty?"

"good to eat."

"You're lying. I know my cooking skills very well."

"Really? It tastes just like my mom's. I like it the most..."

His big smile suddenly froze, and his happy expression slowly faded. Looking at the food in the bowl, a hint of loneliness appeared in his eyes.

what happened?

Seeing him like this, Aunt Mu's heart immediately tightened, thinking that he might have done something wrong, and asked with concern -

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

"No……"

When Xiao Qinkong saw Aunt Mu's worried expression, he immediately laughed again, still as lively as ever, and said -

"I just felt a little sleepy, hehe."

"..." Aunt Mu didn't say anything. She watched him go back upstairs after dinner. He seemed to be avoiding her questioning and didn't want others to worry, but it made her worried.

"Aunt Changyun originally said she would be back today."

Mulan said to her mother:

"But something happened suddenly, and there's no one at home right now, so mom, can Qin Kong stay here for one night?"

"That's it..."

Is his mother busy? But she had already promised the child, but she regretted it and left him alone at home. What is this?

Such a good child, yet you don’t feel sorry for him at all?

She slowly tightened the spoon in her hand, and her sharp eyes became firm.

At night, after playing all day, it was time to take a shower and go to bed. Qin Kong sat on the sofa, looking at the mother and daughter walking out of the bathroom, with a hint of envy in his eyes.

Mom, is she still busy now?

I had originally thought about being a good kid and helping her, making her happy, but in the end...

"Well, you can't be so depressed. It can't be helped."

Shaking his little head, he jumped off the sofa, walked over holding his clothes, and said with a cheerful smile -

"It's my turn to take a bath, Aunt Mu. Can I use the bathtub? I've never used one before."

"Well, of course."

"Great."

The little feet ran to the bathroom happily, jumping up and down, then he thought something was wrong, and turned back in confusion, and saw Aunt Mu, who was wearing shorts and short-sleeved shirt, revealing her fair hands and feet, following slowly behind him.

"Aunt Mu?"

He tilted his little head.

Wow.

She closed the bathroom door, and under Qin Kong's stunned gaze, she walked to fill the bathtub with water, then sat on a small stool to adjust the water temperature.

"Okay, that's perfect... come over here."

He waved to the little guy.

He blushed in embarrassment and shook his head.

"Yes, do you want to wash my hair? I can do it myself."

"No, I'm helping you take a bath. Come here."

"I, I'm already a big kid, I can wash myself..."

"What big kid? You're still young."

"I, I'm already in primary school..."

"Mulan still needs help taking a bath."

This child was really too sensible. She walked over, picked him up while he was crying, and sat back on the stool.

"Be good, don't move, don't let the water get in your eyes."

"ZhongqUN:9"０∫·④⒏㈣#∞尔. /⑼0⑤呜..."

He could only close his eyes, feel Aunt Mu's warm embrace, and calm down.

Wow…

The hot water flowed and the bathroom became misty. I washed his hair first, and then his body. I felt a little awkward and watched Aunt Mu wipe the sweat with the back of her hand. It was obvious that bathing two children in a row took some effort.

So it’s not easy to have a second child.

Finally, she carried him into the bathtub and said:

"Warm yourself up in a soak and leave when Auntie finishes her bath."

"Ah."

Half of little Qin Kong's face was hidden under the water. Through the hazy mist, he saw the slim figure from behind. He felt shy but at the same time, he felt that Aunt Mu was just like a mother to him.

So gentle.

Although his eyes looked a little scary, he was indeed a very nice person.

"Come on, move over a little."

She also slowly entered the bathtub and said -

"Would you like a back rub?"

"No, it's already clean."

Qin Kong lowered his head shyly and said -

"Let me rub Aunt Mu's back."

"it is good."

So she turned her back and let his little hands scrub her. The force was definitely not enough, but the ambition to make others feel comfortable still made people smile.

He raised his head, looked at the wall, and said:

"Thank you for saving Mulan."

"Hey? What do you mean? I saved Mulan?"

He didn't know that the girl he saved was actually his good brother now, so he was puzzled, and Aunt Mu just smiled without explaining, not wanting to make decisions on her daughter's behalf.

They have to solve their own problems.

"Nothing, now that you're warm, let's go."

"Ah."

He wanted to go out by himself, but Aunt Mu picked him up anyway, wrapped him in a dry towel, wiped him clean, and then put on a somewhat strange piece of clothing for him.

Like a little dinosaur, these pajamas are light and cute.

Aunt Mu changed into a black silk nightgown, revealing her beautiful figure. When he had just said halfway through "I'll walk by myself", she picked him up again.

"Oh, let me go by myself..."

"Do you know which room to sleep in?"

"I have no idea."

So he could only stay still in her arms, with his little dinosaur paws resting on her shoulders.

He watched her pass by the guest room, pass by Mulan's room, and finally come to the master bedroom in the deepest part. She hugged him and walked in, and the two of them lay on the large bed together.

"Hey? Is this Aunt Mu's room?"

"Yes, sleep with Auntie tonight."

"I, I can sleep by myself..."

"..." Aunt Mu lowered her eyes slightly, "I can cook by myself", "I can take a bath by myself", "I can sleep by myself"... Such words came from such a young child, how sensible.

But despite being so sensible, he was also so lonely. He was always alone at home, so he had to do everything by himself and was weaned from the cradle at an early age.

Isn't this wrong? If sensible children are destined to suffer losses, and only those who cry get candy, isn't that too pitiful?

She stroked his head and said:

"Auntie wants to sleep with you, is that not okay? Actually, I am very afraid of loneliness."

"Ah."

When Qin Kong heard her say this, he seemed to understand something. He looked at her seemingly cold face with his big eyes, and his mouth twitched as if he was about to cry.

"Good boy."

Aunt Mu held him in her arms and lay down in bed. After thinking for a while, she said:

"Do you want me to tell you a story? What story do you want to hear?"

"I'm sorry, Aunt Mu."

"Why apologize?"

"In fact, the school didn't assign such an assignment at all. I lied to you."

He curled up and said:

"I don't know why I couldn't help but want to get closer to Aunt Mu when I saw her, and I lied unconsciously."

No wonder Mulan didn't talk about the homework. It turned out to be fabricated. She was wrongly accused.

"You must be too lonely,"

Aunt Mu hugged him lovingly and comforted him with her warm embrace.

He buried his face in the pillow, not wanting her to see his expression, and said with a choked voice -

"Can I... call you mom?"

"Of course, dear child, mommy is right here."

"Mother……"

The little guy was venting his emotions in her arms, being a little bit spoiled, making a fuss using his hands and feet, as if complaining about why his mother spent so little time with him.

Treat her as a substitute mother.

Knowing that his attachment to his mother is so deep.

It's so enviable. How could someone leave a child like this alone? If I were really his mother, I would definitely pamper him in every way.

"I love you mom……"

“……”Bang bang.

She covered her heart and felt her heart tremble as she watched him mumbling in his sleep.