"Second uncle, you smell so good. You used Zhouzhou's shower gel."

Yan Jia smelled his arm, smelling of milk: "I just took a bottle. Who knew it was yours, so I didn't use it?"

"Here." Zhouzhou was still laughing, "but mom's tastes better."

"Pay attention."

"Hmm."

Zhouzhou put away his smile and immersed himself in painting again.

Zhouzhou quickly painted the three rabbits. He happily held the drawing paper and pointed it at the light source: "It looks good."

"..." Yan Jia glanced doubtfully, "Are you sure it looks good? Why is this rabbit red?"

"It's wearing a red dress."

"Where's the dress?"

"The red one is the skirt."

"Then why are its eyes green?"

"Because I saw the grass it loves to eat."

"..." Yan Jia had nothing to say.

Zhouzhou waved the paintbrush happily, and his eyes suddenly caught sight of Yan Jia's exposed skin outside the bathrobe. The little guy got familiar with him and grabbed Yan Jia's hand.

Yan Jia didn't take out his hand and looked down at the little guy: "What are you doing?"

The little guy pointed to his wrist: "Here, Zhouzhou draws a watch for the second uncle."

Yan Jia immediately withdrew his hand: "You are getting bolder and bolder."

"Is that okay, second uncle?"

The little guy had obviously forgotten what happened when he angered Yan Jia before, and was a little carried away.

"Your second uncle has a watch, he doesn't need you to draw it."

"But the watches drawn by Zhouzhou are different."

"What's different?"

"Because it was painted by Zhouzhou and cannot be bought."

"If you really have nothing to do, go practice the piano!" Yan Jia said with a serious face.

"Oh." Zhouzhou put down the brush in frustration, "Can I not practice the piano?"

"You don't like practicing piano?"

"dislike."

"Then do you know that the piano outside will cost your mother several months of salary? She hopes you can learn more."

Zhouzhou was trained by Yan Jia so much that he refused to raise his head and pouted: "I'm so tired from practicing the piano, my hands hurt."

"Compared with your mother who leaves early and comes home late, who is tired?"

Zhouzhou stopped talking.

Yan Jia picked him up and pulled him to the piano in the living room.

Pressing the child on the piano bench, Yan Jia stood by the piano, folded his arms, and stared at him: "Practice."

The child was very sad and thought he could escape tonight.

Unexpectedly, I still couldn't escape.

The second uncle is still very fierce and even stares at him practicing the piano.

The little guy opened the music score, pouted, and looked aggrieved.

He started practicing the piano music he learned today.

Yan Jia's brows gradually furrowed, showing disgust and interrupting him: "Zhouzhou, are you studying seriously in school?"

"Yes."

"If you get a perfect score of 10, how many points do you think you can give yourself?"

"Nine points."

"You are so immodest."

The child's mouth is pouting higher and higher.

"Practice hard. I have the final say today. If you don't practice to my satisfaction, don't even think about sleeping today. Once you have practiced, play it to your mother another day. She will be happy."

Zhouzhou couldn't sit still and started to move around after playing for a while.

But with Yan Jia standing next to him, he had no chance to be lazy.

In the past, no one would care about him practicing the piano. He would practice and play for a while, but not today.

Yan Jia stared at him motionless. Occasionally, he would become distracted.

The facial features of the little guy in front of him are very similar to those of his brother Yan Feng, with fair skin, a high nose, a tender face with rosy protein, and a somewhat stubborn look in his eyes.

This little guy looks similar to Lin Zhi, for example, he has long eyelashes and eyes.

Yan Jia knew that he had changed.
Chapter completed!