Chapter 441: Chapter 402: Bring It On—Who’s Afraid of Who! (Part 2)

Huang Jun gently helped them remove their clothes, carefully placed them into the warm water, letting their whole bodies immerse in the hot water, only two little heads peeking out, like two budding flower buds.

He took the bath sponge, squeezed some children’s shower gel onto it, and rubbed it in his palms to create a heap of dense bubbles, then gently spread them over the bath water.

The bright lights illuminated the bathroom, and the bubbles shimmered with multicolored hues, making Qingqing and Weiwei’s eyes curve with joy, playing happily.

Every now and then, they would pout their little mouths and blow bubbles, watching them dance lightly in the air...

It’s these bubbles that made them completely fall in love with bath time.

Before the hot water in the tub cooled down, Huang Jun had finished bathing Qingqing and Weiwei skillfully.

He gently dried their bodies with a soft towel and dressed them in comfortable pajamas, then carried them together to the bedroom bed.

He instructed, "You can read a book or play with a toy for a while. Daddy will take a quick shower and be right back."

"Okay! Daddy, go ahead, my sister and I will be good!"

Qingqing nodded obediently.

Saying this, she picked up the picture book from the bedside table, sat at the head of the bed, and began to read attentively.

The colorful illustrations and interesting story in the picture book made her eyes sparkle with curiosity and delight.

Weiwei picked up her favorite Peppa Pig toy, kissed and caressed it.

Seeing this scene.

A comforting smile naturally appeared on Huang Jun’s face, then he took his change of clothes and walked out of the room, closing the door to let the little ones have quiet time reading and playing.

Weiwei played with the toy for a while, then found it a bit boring.

She rolled over, lying on her stomach, supporting her body with her elbows, holding her chin with both hands, her small feet playfully swinging in the air, her little head gently bobbing to the rhythm.

"So boring... Why hasn’t daddy come back yet~" she mumbled to herself, looking around idly.

Suddenly.

Her big, lively eyes fell upon the electronic scale not far away.

In the next instant...

Her eyes lit up.

"Got it!"

She quickly climbed out of bed and slid down, put on slippers, and "da da da" dashed towards the scale.

Qingqing noticed: "゛(’◇’)?"

"Sister, where are you going? Daddy said we should stay nicely on the bed."

Weiwei turned around and gave her a naive and innocent smile: "Sister, I’m not running around; I’m going to weigh myself~"

She then took off her slippers and stood barefoot on the electronic scale.

She seriously sucked in her tummy and puffed out her chest, trying to make the number appear smaller.

Just then, Huang Jun gently opened the door and walked in.

Seeing Weiwei standing on the scale, he couldn’t help but chuckle quietly.

Indeed, girls learn to suck in their tummy from a young age.

He went over to Weiwei, squatted down, and gently ruffled her little head: "Let me see how much my Weiwei weighs now!"

You never know until you look...

Oh dear, she’s gained two more pounds!

"Daddy, how much do I weigh now?" Weiwei asked eagerly, looking up.

Huang Jun smiled, beaming: "Over 36 pounds!"

"Oh, I’ve gained more little pounds!" Weiwei proudly shared with Qingqing: "Sister, I’ve gained more little pounds, why don’t you come and weigh yourself..."

"Okay..."

Qingqing also climbed down from the bed, donned slippers, walked over, then she took off her shoes and stepped on the scale, sucked in her tummy: "Okay, Daddy, how much do I weigh?"

"You!"

Huang Jun glanced at the number and smiled: "Slightly less than your sister, just a tad shy of 36 pounds!"

"Hahaha~ I weigh more than my sister!" Weiwei proudly said: "Sister, shall we compare who’s taller? You definitely aren’t taller than me!"

Qingqing: "..."

Saying such blunt truth...

But her fighting spirit and sense of competition were ignited, and she said: "Let’s compare, who’s afraid of who!"

Saying this, they stood back-to-back as usual, initiating a friendly "height contest."

Weiwei urged: "Daddy, look, who’s taller between me and my sister?"

"Alright, let Daddy see!" Huang Jun transformed into the referee for this "height contest," scanning back and forth between the little ones, trying to determine who’s taller.

Hmm.

It was visually evident that Weiwei seemed a bit taller.

But in the next moment...

Qingqing suddenly "grew" taller, just a tad more than Weiwei.

Huh?

What’s going on?

Could it be the little one...

Huang Jun looked at Qingqing’s feet, puzzled...

Sure enough!

The little one was secretly standing on tiptoe, trying to gain an advantage in this "height contest."

This kid, learning to cheat so early, this behavior won’t do!

Huang Jun found it amusing, walked over to Qingqing, squatted down, and looked her in the eye: "Qingqing, you know, it doesn’t matter who’s taller or shorter, what’s important is honesty~"

Sensing the deeper meaning in her dad’s words, Qingqing’s little face showed a trace of ashamed blush, she put down her tiptoes, stood straight, and nodded seriously: "Daddy, I understand, I won’t do this next time."

"Once you know your mistake and correct it, that’s great." Huang Jun patted her head: "Eat well, sleep early, exercise regularly, and you’ll definitely grow as tall as your sister."

Qingqing nodded: "Mm-hmm!"

"Alright, alright, let’s go to bed now!"

Huang Jun picked them up, one in each arm, carried them to bed, tucked them in carefully, and pulled up the covers over Qingqing and Weiwei.

He switched off the bright wall lamp, leaving only a warm night light.

Through the covers, he gently patted Qingqing and Weiwei, and softly said: "Sweet dreams, babies."

The two little ones obediently nodded, closed their eyes, and soon their breathing grew steady and deep, with sweet smiles glowing on their faces.

They drifted into dreamland!

"Goodnight, my sweethearts!"

Huang Jun kissed both their little cheeks, then remembered the cooking video released by the kindergarten.

He picked up his phone and checked, searched for the "Dorami Kindergarten" account, and clicked to follow.

Upon opening, he saw plenty of comments.

One comment caught his attention: [Following Chef Huang’s recipe, my culinary skills, shut by God himself, finally have a glimmer of hope, tastes okay, but why is it kind of dry? [image]]

Without looking at the picture, Huang Jun already knew this parent hadn’t mastered the heat control, cooking for too long, which resulted in a dry texture.

With a slight smile, he casually replied to a few comments, offering some practical suggestions and cooking tips, hoping to help them improve their culinary skills.

After replying, Huang Jun opened the video and watched it carefully.

As the playback went on, he felt the video was exceptionally well made this time, not only being practical in content but also with well-designed frames and editing.

Once finished watching, he put down his phone.

He glanced over at Qingqing and Weiwei next to him, seeing them sleeping soundly, he smiled affectionately, then turned off the lamp and laid down, ready to enter dreamland...