The President is Being Shameless Again

Mo Jinxi nodded as he stretched out his arm to reach for the cushion. After he adjusted himself comfortably, lying across the backseat, he covered himself with the blanket and closed his eyes, immediately drifting off.

When they finally arrived at the hotpot restaurant and found a parking space, Yan Beicheng had already parked his car and was making his way over with Lin Chu in his arms. Mo Jingsheng got down of the car and said, “Jinxi fell asleep, give me a minute while I wake him up.”

Then, he opened the passenger door, not forgetting to stand close to the door so that the cold wind would not blow into the car at Mo Jinxi directly.

Seeing how comfortable asleep Mo Jinxi was, Mo Jingsheng could not help but smile. Mo Jinxi had his head rested on the cushion, but his small face was squashed now while his mouth was wide opened like a little piglet, saliva dripping down the corner of his mouth on to the cushion. Mo Jingsheng could not bear to wake this little boy up as he was sleeping so soundly.

Mo Jingsheng shook Mo Jinxi gently. Mo Jinxi opened his eyes slowly, clearly still in a daze, but when he sensed that the corner of his mouth was wet, his eyes shot open as he immediately sucked a deep breath and wiped away the remaining saliva stain on his mouth. He looked down, and when he saw the huge print of saliva stain left on the cushion, he was extremely embarrassed.

“We’re here,” Mo Jingsheng said softly.

“I… I dirtied it,” Mo Jinxi awkwardly said as he pointed at the cushion.

“It’s alright, you don’t have to worry about it.” Then, Mo Jingsheng removed the blanket and carried Mo Jinxi out of the car.

Mo Jinxi blinked in disbelief. He had not expected Mo Jingsheng to carry him.

He was a big boy now, but he still loved the feeling of being spoiled by someone. He just wished he was younger now, and just a little smaller.

His hands naturally reached out to rest on Mo Jingsheng’s shoulders as he smiled giddily.

However, he knew that this was different from moments ago when they were back in school where everyone else had gone home. The hotpot restaurant was quite crowded, and Mo Jinxi felt ashamed if people were to see a grown-up child like him still being carried around by an adult.

With that, he quickly said, “Uncle, please let me down.”

Mo Jinxi wriggled in Mo Jingsheng’s arms, indicating that he was determined to get down and walk by himself.

Mo Jingsheng raised his eyebrow at the little boy in his arms. “Don’t you like being carried?” He had no experience of caring for children.

Mo Jinxi heaved a heavy sigh as his face reddened. “Aiya, just… It’s okay to be carried around when nobody’s around, but I’m a big boy now and there are so many people here now,” he whispered.

Mo Jingsheng resisted the urge to smile and finally let Mo Jinxi down.

Mo Jinxi adjusted his jacket collar and suddenly remembered how he only met this uncle today by chance. He might never see the kind uncle in the future again.

However, Mo Jinxi liked the uncle. Not everyone was willing to carry a boy whom they have just met!

He could not help but look up and asked, “Uncle, I won’t see you anymore in the future, right?”

After all, they were not close friends or whatsoever, unlike Chu Chu, who he got to see her quite often.

Mo Jingsheng paused to think for a moment before responding, “Wait for a minute.”

They had not walked much so when Mo Jingsheng turned back to the car, it did not take him long to reach the car. He went for the glove compartment and reached for a black leather notebook and a pen.

Then, he quickly scribbled his name and phone number on a page and tore it out, handing the piece of paper to Mo Jinxi. “You can call me through this number. If there’s anything you need or if you just want to see me, just call me anytime.”

Mo Jinxi solemnly accepted the precious piece of paper that had Mo Jingsheng’s contact information and folded it carefully so he could keep it. Even so, he knew that he would not simply contact Mo Jingsheng if there was nothing urgent.

He heard what Yan Beicheng said just now. Yan Jingsheng was an extremely busy man, so he would not dare to disturb him.

However, his heart warmed up still when Mo Jingsheng gave him his contact information.

Once the piece of paper was carefully folded and kept in his pocket, he lifted his head and smiled at Mo Jingsheng brightly.

With just one glance, Mo Jingsheng already knew what the child was thinking. “You don’t have a handphone, do you?”