"Dad?"
"Wash yourself!"
Jiang Tingxu didn't know that the moment she left, he revealed his true form.
The naked little boy was extremely pitiful:
"Dad, Ningning don't know how to do it."
He was only three years old, alright?
Who had ever seen a three-year-old child wash himself?
Mo Boyuan frowned and then coldly glanced at the little boy in front of him:
"You don't even know how to bathe, what else do you know?"
"Dad, I..."
"Come here, I'll only teach you once, remember it."
"Okay."
When teaching, the man took the initiative to speak very slowly. He only continued after making sure that the little boy understood everything.
"Now, do you know?"
The little boy pursed his lips, and his eyes observed his dad before replying softly,
"Got it."
Mo Boyuan took a few steps back:
"Since you've got it, let's begin."
