My Aloof Husband Can't Stop His Devoted Affection-Chapter 555 - 023: Brother repays sister’s debt_2

Lu Shishu hurriedly went to her studio to prepare a few simple palettes for Little Yu’er and set up a new canvas. She even took out her own painting apron to tie around Little Yu’er. Because it was too big, she made several knots, managing to get her into it, to prevent her clothes from getting dirty later on. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Little Yu’er, just paint here, don’t run around randomly, and don’t open the door for strangers. Wait for sister to come out, okay?"

"Okay."

After reassuring Little Yu’er, Lu Shishu breathed a sigh of relief. But she didn’t dare to relax for a moment and quickly went to the closet to find clothes for a shower in the bathroom.

Little Yu’er was quite well-behaved. After Lu Shishu went into the bathroom, she didn’t cry or make a fuss and obediently painted in the living room. However, within minutes, her hands, face, and clothes were smeared with paint, looking like a little painted cat. But she was still having fun, spreading paint all over the floor, tossing aside her brushes, and using her hands to dab paint directly onto the canvas.

In the bathroom, Lu Shishu, of course, had no idea about the chaos outside. After quickly shampooing her hair, she didn’t bother drying it too thoroughly before coming out. Seeing the mess in the living room and Little Yu’er’s innocent and cheerful smile, Lu Shishu suddenly felt a bit like having a heart attack, urgently needing to call 911.

"Little Yu’er... what... what are you doing?" Lu Shishu tossed the towel aside, walking over, trying hard to keep her blood pressure from skyrocketing.

"Painting!" The little girl replied with an innocent smile: "Sister, you should come and teach me how to paint too!"

Lu Shishu found herself amused and slightly at a loss, sighed helplessly, crouched down and lightly tapped her nose: "Look at you, turning yourself into a little painted cat. It’ll take a long time to clean up later! Make sure this doesn’t get onto the sofa or walls, alright?"

"Mm-hmm, I know." Little Yu’er sweetly smiled: "Sister, are you not angry?"

Seeing the random strokes and little handprints on the painting, Lu Shishu smiled and said, "Not angry, Little Yu’er, your painting is actually quite good!"

"Really?"

"Yes, of course."

Although the painting was a total mess, Lu Shishu felt that for a four-year-old, it was quite impressive. At least she dared to paint and had the interest. At the beginning of learning, it’s crucial to foster interest and hobbies, then gradually focus on what is considered good or not.

"Does Little Yu’er like to paint?"

"I do." Little Yu’er nodded: "Brother can paint too! His paintings are really pretty, very pretty."

Lu Shishu pursed her lips, smiled softly, and murmured: "Yes, of course, I know that."

"Sister, what did you say?"

"Oh, nothing. Well, Little Yu’er can continue painting! When you finish, I’ll get you another paper to paint on, then you can go wash up afterward, is that okay?"

"Mm-hmm, okay."

Soon, come noon, Nan Jiayan still hadn’t returned. Lu Shishu sat on the sofa watching TV, letting Little Yu’er keep herself busy.

"Sister, I’m hungry." After twelve-thirty, Little Yu’er set down her palette and brushes, came over to Lu Shishu, covered in paint, and said in a soft voice.

Upon hearing this, Lu Shishu immediately glanced at the wall clock and quickly put down the remote: "Hungry, huh! What does Little Yu’er want to eat?"

"I want cake."

"It’s mealtime now, no desserts. We’ll have cake after you eat, how about that?"

"Okay."

Lu Shishu thought for a moment. Without her phone nearby, ordering food was impractical. Cash in hand it would have to be, but seeing the little girl’s messy state, she couldn’t help but sigh: "Let’s wash up first, then sister will take you out to eat, alright?"

"Okay."

But with paint all over the little girl, a change of clothes was necessary, which made Lu Shishu somewhat distressed. Suddenly, she remembered that when the girl arrived in the morning, there was a suitcase beside her. There must be clothes in there. However, the suitcase was in Nan Jiayan’s place, and not knowing the password, getting in was going to be a big problem!

Lu Shishu had her play at her place for a bit while she went to grab clothes for her. She arrived at Nan Jiayan’s door, neither having her phone nor being able to call him, staring at the password in vexation.