Chapter 112 - 79: Men Just Can’t Live Without This Stuff

Chapter 112: Chapter 79: Men Just Can’t Live Without This Stuff

"Earlier today, when Chengcheng was using the toilet, didn’t you say there was a bit of an issue? I can’t really explain it, so maybe you should tell my sister."

"What issue?"

When it came to her son, Fang Youqing got serious.

"It’s a little long."

"I know. But he’s too young right now. When he’s a little older, I’ll take him to get it circumcised."

Obviously, Fang Youqing had noticed this issue too but didn’t think it was a big deal. Such procedures had become routine, so there was nothing to worry about.

"That’s not what I’m talking about," Chen Yuan said.

"You need to be careful now. When you give him a bath, you have to retract it so it’s fully exposed. If you don’t, it can get infected and inflamed over time."

"It’s that serious?" Fang Youqing grew tense again, her expression serious.

"It is a serious problem. You have to pay attention to it, or it could affect him later on..."

He left it at that. Fang Youning might not understand, but her sister definitely would.

"Okay, I get it."

"If the color is normal, just clean it regularly. Wash it a few extra times each day. If you notice it’s a little red, apply some erythromycin ointment, or take him to the hospital to have a doctor look at it."

"Okay, I’ll take care of it when I get home. Thank you."

"You’re welcome."

With that, Chen Yuan got out of the car and left without lingering.

A new prompt appeared in his mind.

[You spent the day playing with a human cub. Reward: 1,800 yuan in cash]

’So there really is a passive mission. This day wasn’t a waste after all.’

Chen Yuan thought of the little boy. After spending a day with him, he seemed gentle and delicate—a stark contrast to Fang Youqing’s personality.

’Any woman who can drive a Defender 110 one-handed is no ordinary person.’

Meanwhile, Fang Youqing had already driven away.

She glanced at her sister in the rearview mirror and teased,

"He’s gone. You can stop staring now."

"I was just looking," Fang Youning said defensively. "About Chengcheng... should we take him to the hospital?"

"It’s probably not a big deal. I’ll check when we get home."

Compared to her son’s issue, she was more concerned about her sister’s love life.

"Is he your new boyfriend?"

"Sis!" Fang Youning whined shyly.

"Don’t be so nosy. He’s really just my classmate. Don’t you remember? That time you were getting your nails done and I went to buy diapers for Chengcheng, Chen Yuan was the one who helped me pick them out."

"Your classmate seems quite experienced."

"He worked a housekeeping job during the holidays, so he knows about this stuff."

"He even has work experience? This young man is actually pretty decent."

Fang Youqing didn’t press further about their relationship. Given her sister’s personality, she knew she wouldn’t get a straight answer.

But judging by their current dynamic, it was definitely something more. They were probably in that ambiguous, will-they-won’t-they phase. In that case, she’d just let her sister enjoy it for now.

Fang Youqing drove, and the two sisters returned home.

After parking the car, Fang Youqing pushed the suitcase while Fang Youning carried the child, and they went inside.

"We’re finally back," Fang Youqing sighed. "The press conference didn’t even last that long. We spent the whole time in the car."

As she spoke, Fang Youqing took off her suit jacket and blouse. She was wearing a black bra underneath, which snugly encased her round breasts. With only her sister and her two-year-old son at home, Fang Youqing couldn’t be bothered with modesty and casually unhooked her bra as well.

Her breasts were finally freed from their prison.

Fang Youqing’s skin was very fair, a trait the two sisters seemed to share.

Perhaps because she had her child relatively young, her figure was still well-maintained even now that he was two. Her stomach was flat, without a hint of a paunch, and her rear was round and perky.

In terms of bust size, however, she couldn’t compare to Jiang Wanyi, but she was by no means small.

Every time Fang Youning saw her, she felt a pang of envy, wishing she could be like her sister.

"Mama..."

Zhao Wen Cheng’s eyes, as if equipped with auto-aim, locked onto Fang Youqing the moment she took off her clothes, and he immediately crawled over.

SMACK!

A crisp smack landed on Zhao Wen Cheng’s little hand.

"You’re getting too old to be climbing all over me!"

"Hee hee hee..."

She took off her pants, and the pantyhose underneath them, then collapsed onto the sofa with complete abandon.

"I’m dead tired. We were rushing around all day."

Fang Youqing sounded listless, as if she’d lost all her strength.

’There’s no job that won’t drive you crazy.’

"You’re your own boss now, how are you still so busy?"

"Being your own boss is mentally exhausting. The good thing is my schedule is flexible, so I can come home whenever. If I had a regular job, I’d never be able to work properly if he needed anything."

"Sis, hurry up and put something on."

Even though they were sisters, Fang Youning was still a little uncomfortable seeing her sister practically naked.

Fang Youning had never been this bold, not even when she was all by herself, let alone with other people around.

"It’s just the two of us, what’s there to be afraid of?"

Compared to Fang Youning, Fang Youqing’s personality was more outgoing. She smiled and asked:

"Getting a little envious, huh? Your big sis has kept things in pretty good shape, right? They haven’t even sagged much after having a baby."

"I’m not envious at all. Big or small, it’s all the same."

"But this way gives you a better figure and makes clothes look good. Don’t you worry, after you have a baby, you’ll go up a size too."

"Oh, geez..."

Fang Youning was so embarrassed she stomped her foot.

"Alright, alright, I’ll stop. I’ll let you be envious for a little while."

Holding her nightgown, Fang Youqing didn’t really want to put it on. She’d been bundled up all day, sweaty and exhausted. She just wanted to air out.

Although that’s what she was thinking, Fang Youqing put on the nightgown anyway.

’If she waited any longer, knowing her son’s habits, he’d probably come over and try to latch on for a couple of bites.’