Sweetlove: Spoiled by My Childhood Sweetheart

Although Sheng Chuyi complained with his words, he still proactively grabbed a small stool to reach his new toothbrush from the cupboard and, after squeezing the toothpaste onto it, handed it to Shen Zhaozhao.

The two little ones stood side by side, dressed in matching pajamas, each holding an identical toothbrush, and the scene of them brushing their teeth together was especially heartwarming.

Aunt Qin Suxin, with her maternal heart overflowing, once again sneakily pulled out her phone.

By the time the two kids had finished washing up and come out, they saw that breakfast had already been set on the table.

There were golden-fried eggs and ham, toasted bread wafting a tempting wheat aroma, grilled steak that had been sliced, and hot milk.

And there was also cut fruit.

All of it was Shen Zhaozhao's favorite.

The little girl climbed up onto the stool, her eyes sparkling, her lips as if coated in honey – even before starting to eat, she was already complimenting, "It looks so yummy! Aunt Suxin is so amazing, I wish you were Zhaozhao's mom."

Then she could live at Aunt Suxin's every day and have such delicious breakfast every day."

And Aunt Suxin is beautiful and kind, too.

If she were Aunt Suxin's child, she wouldn't have to worry about getting her little butt spanked every time she went home.

"Then Zhaozhao can be Yiyi's little bride, and Aunt Suxin will be your mom as well," Qin Suxin said. She prepared breakfast for father and son every day but never heard a word of praise from either. Truly, children are the most grateful.

Shen Zhaozhao didn't know what a "little bride" was, but she wanted Aunt Suxin to be her mom. Her eyes lit up when she heard Qin Suxin's words, and she turned her head to look at Sheng Chuyi and said, "I want to be Yiyi's little bride."

Sheng Chuyi glanced at her and refused, "No!"

"Don't you like Zhaozhao?" Qin Suxin asked her son with a smile. "Then who do you want to be your little bride?"

The little guy put on a cool expression and declared, "Don't want a little bride!"

He knew at the age of two that a wife was nothing good, and he definitely didn't want a little bride.

He didn't want anyone!!!

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The kids in the kindergarten all liked to play with the pretty children.

Sheng Chuyi and Shen Zhaozhao had only been in the kindergarten for two days but had already become the most popular kids in the class.

Especially Sheng Chuyi, who was surrounded by lots of little girls every day; they would give him all the snacks and treats they brought from home.

Sheng Chuyi didn't like them and thought they were too noisy.

Shen Zhaozhao, however, was very happy because the snacks given to Sheng Chuyi would all end up in her stomach.

Sheng Chuyi frowned, disapprovingly watching her, "Dad and Mom said you can't just take other people's things."

Shen Zhaozhao blinked and retorted with defiant confidence, "But Dad and Mom also said we need to get along well with the other kids. They give us things because they want to be friends with us. If we don't eat, they will be sad."

Sheng Chuyi felt what she said wasn't right, but he couldn't argue against her either.

So every day when they went home, Shen Zhaozhao's little backpack was always full of snacks.

Ever since the two little ones started going to kindergarten, both families would pick them up, whoever was available.

That day, it was Daddy Zhaozhao who came to pick them up.

As they passed by a vendor selling sugar figurines, Shen Zhaozhao wanted one.

Thinking of the fishing rod he had secretly bought and tucked away in the back of the car to hide from his wife, Daddy Zhaozhao guiltily said, "Daddy has run out of his allowance for the month. Let's do it next time, okay? Next time Daddy will definitely buy it for you."

The little girl glanced at Daddy Zhaozhao and said in a tone like a little adult, "Daddy, next time don't come to pick us up."

The spurned Daddy Zhaozhao: ...

He suddenly felt that the new fishing rod wasn't so appealing anymore.