Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1354 - 1393: The Little One Wakes Up

"I’m not hungry. Have Xiaocha tidy up the room next door tomorrow; it’ll be An’an’s nursery."

"Sure." Qing Yi nodded and, mentioning the little one’s name, he asked, "The young master’s name is An’an?"

"Yes, Jun Shi’an, ’Shi’ as in ninety, and ’An’ as in safe."

"Is ’Shi’ chosen for the lady’s convenience in writing?" Qing Yi joked with a smile.

Jun Moyan returned the smile but didn’t respond.

"I’ll head out first. Call me if you need anything, Third Young Master."

"Once everything’s sterilized, bring up some of An’an’s supplies. I need to wash his face and body later. Also, bring up the formula and bottles."

"Okay."

Qing Yi exited quietly, closing the door gently behind him.

Jun Moyan continued to hold the little one, occasionally kissing his tiny face, hardly blinking his eyes, loath to place him on the bed.

After holding him for a while longer, he thought for a bit and then carefully laid him on the bed, went to lock the door, and grabbed some clothes to take a shower.

Otherwise, if An’an wakes up later, he might not have time to wash.

Not comfortable leaving the little guy alone outside, Jun Moyan didn’t even close the bathroom door, washing quickly and tidying up.

Soon, Qing Yi brought up the sterilized baby towels, washbasin, tiny clothes, and some baby supplies.

Xiaocha brought up Jun Moyan’s dinner as well.

After gently closing the door, the two left.

Jun Moyan checked all the items for the little one, and once he was sure he knew how to use them, he ate a little, removing the dishes to avoid the room holding any smells that might make the baby uncomfortable.

He rinsed his mouth and ensured everything was clean before getting on the bed, propping himself above the baby, quietly watching him sleep, occasionally unable to resist gently touching his little face with a finger.

He also occasionally called his name; the sleeping little one would sometimes make a small "hum" or kick his little legs in response.

The little one slept for a long time, not waking until late at night, yet Jun Moyan remained full of energy, with no sign of sleepiness, eagerly anticipating the baby waking up.

Afraid the baby might be hungry upon waking, he got up every half hour to prepare formula, discarding it when it cooled and making fresh.

Previously, whether it was the kitten, Xiaoguai, or the human child, Xiao’ai, they always liked milk, so Jun Moyan, who always seemed like a ’milk dad’, was well-versed in preparing formula, feeling nostalgic and fond of it.

Getting up again, expertly making the formula, he caught in the corner of his eye the baby’s tiny hands and feet starting to move.

Instinctively turning his head, he saw the once-sleeping little one had opened his eyes at some point, tilting his small head towards him, smiling sweetly.

Seeing Jun Moyan turn to look at him, the little one excitedly kicked his small feet, and a soft "cooing" sound came from his little mouth.

The hand holding the bottle tightened suddenly, his heart pounding a few times faster. Suppressing his excitement, he placed the bottle back on the bedside table, then held his breath as he sat on the edge of the bed, leaning over.

The hand he extended trembled slightly, his eyes glistening with moistness from excitement.

A large, warm hand gently touched the baby’s head.

"...An’an?"

Jun Moyan softly opened his mouth, his voice choked with emotion.

"Ooh ooh..." The little one kicked his small feet twice, happily swinging his two clenched fists, smiling brightly.

A pair of eyes, surrounded by a deep gray ring like those of a cat, beautifully glassy, curiously observed Jun Moyan.