"Gongxin! So f * cking disgusting! " Gong Sheng took a big step towards the nanny, passed the heart in his embrace to her, then prepared to wash his hands.

However, before Gong Sheng could even take a step out, An Xin, who had just descended from the stairs, saw the scene when Gong Sheng threw his heart down, "Gong Sheng, what are you doing? How can you throw Gong Xin away? What if you accidentally fall down!" Before he finished, he saw An Xin, who was standing on the stairs just now, run to the nanny's side and carefully hold her heart.

After carefully inspecting Gong Xin's body and finding nothing out of the ordinary, he continued to smile at the people in front of him. Only then did An Xin feel at ease.

An Xin looked at him angrily: "Gong Sheng, if you don't want to bring a heart, you don't have to. There are so many nannies at home, but why would you throw a heart away? A child is the most vulnerable; what if it hurts the heart?!"

The nanny who was stuck between them felt a little awkward. Seeing that the young mistress had misunderstood the Young Master, the nanny stammered and wanted to explain, "About that … Young Madam, no, it's not like that, it's … It's young master's fault. Young master, please let me change the young master's urine for you. " As he spoke, he pointed to the heart in An Xin's arms.

An Xin followed the direction of the nurse's finger and looked at Gong Xin's chest. She then took a whiff of the faintly discernible stench in the air, and her face started to twitch unnaturally.

"Cough cough, go and help me change Gong Xin's urine!" With that, An Xin returned to the sofa with Gong Xin in her arms.

Gong Sheng stood aside and watched as An Xin carefully and meticulously took off her urine for Gong Xin. After that, she cleaned it for him and Gong Sheng once again looked at his hands. In that instant, he felt somewhat embarrassed.

Although he didn't really like this brat, he was still his son after all. His actions just now really weren't appropriate.

But thinking that he was about to bump into Xiang, the feeling of vomiting that Gong Sheng had just suppressed rose again, "Ugh, puke." Gongsheng endured the discomfort and quickly ran into the bathroom, only coming out after cleaning up.

In the living room, An Xin had already changed into a hurry to pee. Now, she was playing with Gong Xin. Seeing the palace saint walk out of the bathroom with his wet hands, An Xin rolled her eyes, "You look like this, making me wonder if you didn't shit when you were young!"

"You have to ask my mom." As he sat beside An Xin, he seemed to recall what happened just now. Gong Sheng ignored her and distanced himself from her, looking at the distance between him and An Xin with dissatisfaction. Gong Sheng then said unhappily, "Hand that brat over to the wet nurse!"

"Why? I didn't accompany Gong Xin for the entire day yesterday, so I will definitely accompany little Gong Xin today." An Xin naturally knew the reason behind Gong Sheng's actions, so she intentionally picked Gong Xin up and sat down next to him, and even placed Gong Xin in Gong Sheng's embrace, "You hug Gong Xin, look how happy he's been to see you!"

"Don't worry, just hug him away from me!" Gong Sheng jumped up from the sofa. It seemed like Gong Xin was a small bomb that could destroy him as long as it touched him.

Seeing such a palace saint, An Xin held Gong Xin in her arms and laughed out loud. She didn't know what was going on with the little one, but even her mother, who was hugging her, was laughing.