The colder he was, the louder the little girl cried.
He looked at the little girl in surprise, "Shut up."
"Waaaah..." The little girl wasn't afraid of him at all and cried even more fiercely. He frowned tightly and reached out to grab her, about to throw her into the bathtub when Qin Yin came in holding a bottle. Seeing Nan Sichen's action, she was startled, "What are you doing?"
Nan Sichen turned his head to look at Qin Yin, "I..."
"Mommy, nanny~" The little girl, seeing Qin Yin, flailed her arms and legs in the air.
Qin Yin rushed over to hold the little girl and then glared at Nan Sichen, "I asked you to give her a bath, and you're not even going to take her clothes off? She'll catch a cold, you know?"
"I know." Nan Sichen nodded.
"Then why are you doing this?"
"It wasn't me."
"If it wasn't you, was it her then?"
"It was..."
Qin Yin didn't believe him at all. She quickly stripped the little girl of her clothes and wrapped her in a dry bath towel, handing her the bottle.
