Ye Shiqing awkwardly held the child, but the little one kept wriggling in his arms like a little loach. He gave Little Baozi a light pat on his little bottom: "You little rascal, stop moving."
"Put him in the bathtub, and he'll calm down." Qiao Qiao, knowing her child's temperament well, reminded him from the side.
Following her advice, Ye Shiqing placed Little Baozi in the bathtub, and sure enough, once inside, Little Baozi was preoccupied with playing in the water and cooperated with whatever was needed.
Watching Little Baozi happily playing, a smile appeared on Ye Shiqing's face as well: "He likes playing with water so much; I think he takes after you. You loved playing with water when you were little too."
Qiao Qiao glanced at Ye Shiqing, not understanding how he knew about her childhood hobby.
