Treasure Hunt: Tycoon's Priceless Runaway Wife-Chapter 609 - 607: Loving Brothers and Sisters (Second Update)
"But..."
Even though Brother said Little Treasure is pretending, Nuonuo still couldn’t help but want to get up and go find Little Treasure.
Da Bao didn’t explain, he knew that with Nuonuo’s intelligence, she probably still didn’t understand what pretending means. Even if she did, she likely couldn’t outsmart Little Treasure, that little rascal.
Since he couldn’t make her understand, Da Bao decided to just distract her. He scooped her up to sit on his lap and handed her a Barbie doll.
"Nuonuo, why don’t you change the doll’s hairstyle? Brother will pick out a skirt and shoes for her, okay?"
These childish girl things, in the past, Da Bao wouldn’t even glance at them, but ever since having Nuonuo as a sister, Da Bao became well-versed in a lot of things little girls love to play with.
Because he didn’t want Nuonuo to have a lonely childhood like his own.
And after Little Treasure was born, Da Bao also responsibly did what a brother should do, even taking on many things that parents should do, quietly feeling the parents’ hard work.
He really loves his sister Nuonuo, and he deeply loves his brother Little Treasure. Initially, he just thought Little Treasure was a bit more mischievous than most boys, a bit like a demon. But these last few days, watching Little Treasure throw tantrums, he began to reflect.
Were they spoiling this little guy too much, making Little Treasure think the whole family should revolve around him?
"Brother, the doll wants to be the Empress."
Nuonuo’s attention had already been captured by the doll, and she was clumsily combing the doll’s hair with a small comb, forgetting completely about Little Treasure in the hallway.
"Alright!" Da Bao cheerfully agreed, picking out from the neatly placed clothes a crown and an extremely luxurious skirt, placing them in front of Nuonuo.
On the surface, he seemed fully concentrated on playing with Nuonuo, but he would occasionally lift his eyes to glance at the mirror facing the doorway. Through the mirror, he could clearly see Little Treasure standing outside the glass door.
Originally, Little Treasure stood there with his head down, motionless, seeing his brother and sister inside seemingly completely forgetting about his existence. Finally, unable to hold back, he reluctantly moved a few steps and stuck close to the glass door, biting his finger and anxiously watching the backs of his brother and sister.
Seeing Little Treasure’s lonely expression in the mirror amused Da Bao. He quietly helped Nuonuo put high heels on the doll.
After standing as a wallflower for a while, Little Treasure crouched down in boredom and began to scribble randomly on the glass with his little fingers. A few minutes later, unable to stand the neglect anymore, he finally exploded, pounding his small fists on the glass door.
Nuonuo, focused on playing in Da Bao’s arms, was startled and struggled to peek outside, "Brother, Little Treasure is angry."
Saying this, she wanted to get up and soothe him.
Da Bao hugged her, stopping her from moving. "Ignore him!"
Nuonuo was worried about Little Treasure, but she always listened to Da Bao, so she anxiously shrunk back into Da Bao’s embrace.
"Ah..."
Seeing no one paying attention to him outside, Little Treasure yelled loudly.
Nuonuo uneasily wriggled in Da Bao’s arms. Da Bao simply fetched headphones from the sofa and put them on her.
Little Treasure’s crazy behavior finally alerted Aunt Guan, who was busy in the kitchen. She hurried out, seeing Little Treasure angry outside, and wanted to quickly pick him up.
Da Bao glanced at her, "Aunt Guan, Little Treasure is throwing a tantrum. Don’t mind him."
Though Da Bao was still a child, his words carried significant weight in the family. Aunt Guan hesitated for a moment and then turned back to the kitchen.
Little Treasure watched as his rescuers one by one failed him, lowered his hand, stopped pounding the door, and ceased yelling.
After all, pounding made his little hands ache, shouting made his throat sore, and most importantly, neither pounding nor shouting got him any attention!
The little guy stood up, dejectedly leaning against the glass for a while. Whether he got tired or finally understood, he slowly moved toward the door, holding onto the glass with his little hand. At the door, he peeked inside, watching his brother and sister, realizing they still had no intention of paying him any heed. Feeling very out of sorts, he reluctantly slid inside, tottered over to Da Bao’s side.
With his eyes lowered, he reached out his chubby little hand and tugged on Da Bao’s sleeve.
Da Bao was straining with suppressed laughter, but he didn’t want his efforts to go to waste, so he tried his best to hold back the laughter while pretending to know nothing, fitting another doll with a swimsuit according to Nuonuo’s wishes.
"Nuonuo, this doll should wear flip-flops."
Little Treasure had been bossy to his brother for a few days, feeling quite smug, but today left neglected by his brother and sister, he faintly realized he may have overstepped.
Somewhat guilty, he timidly peeked at his brother, but his brother continued as though he was nonexistent. Feeling very wronged, yet afraid to act out again, he blinked, bit his lip, and without any shame snuggled over, clutching Da Bao’s arm, his face and little legs desperately rubbing against Da Bao.
Da Bao finally turned to look at him, but only lowered his eyes to gaze without speaking or moving. If it were any other day, he would have already picked him up to play.
Little Treasure hesitated again, then opened his mouth, calling out in a pained voice, "Brother!"
Da Bao’s eyes sparkled with delight. After all, this was his precious brother’s first "Brother!"
Yet today, he resolved to deflate Little Treasure’s arrogance, so despite feeling thrilled inside, he remained silent.
Little Treasure grew anxious, climbing onto Da Bao, clutching his neck and urgently rubbing his face against Da Bao’s, continuously calling, "Brother, brother, brother..."
Da Bao felt tickled by Little Treasure’s cheek rubbing against him, and seeing the little one so humbled, his mouth babbling ’brother’ like a tape recorder, it seemed he realized his mistake. This teaching moment should be sufficient.
Finally smiling, Da Bao held up Little Treasure’s chubby little butt, tilted his head, and planted a kiss on his cheek.
"Little Treasure can call Brother now, not mad at Brother anymore?"
Little Treasure bit his finger and murmured "mm-mm," shaking his head vigorously.
Who dared to be mad when Brother and Sister wouldn’t play with him?
"Brother was wrong too, shouldn’t have spanked Baobao’s bottom." Acknowledging his own mistake, Da Bao kissed Little Treasure’s face again, sincerely apologizing.
Upon hearing that, Little Treasure immediately pouted, pointed to his bottom, and muttered resentfully.
"Hurts! Hurts!"
Da Bao chuckled helplessly, lowered his head, pulled down his little shorts, and blew a couple of breaths on his tiny butt, gently soothing it, smiling, "There, a blow-blow, doesn’t hurt anymore!"
Nuonuo, who had removed her headphones at some point, imitated Da Bao, leaned over Little Treasure’s little butt, and blew, "Little Treasure, Sister blow-blow, doesn’t hurt!"
Little Treasure finally regained the affectionate care and attention of his brother and sister, and stopped pretending, hugging Da Bao with one arm and Nuonuo with the other, grinning widely.
