Jiang Shiyi saw him crying so hard, tears streaming down, and even drool was coming out.
"Third Brother, can you get me a tissue, the one right by your hand."
Jiang Jinsang asked him to get a tissue, of course, to wipe the child's tears and drool. Jiang Shiyi saw him coaxing the child, logically, he should help, but...
A bit of mild cleanliness obsession, truth be told, he couldn't bring himself to do it!
After a few seconds of mental preparation, Jiang Shiyi still reached for Xiaowai's neck and helped wipe his eyes and mouth. The child was too small, he didn't dare use too much force, and due to his cleanliness obsession, he had to wipe thoroughly.
The little guy was probably tired from crying, so he allowed him to wipe without protest.
"Third Brother, want to hold the child?" Jiang Jinsang suddenly asked.
Jiang Shiyi was not good at handling kids, let alone Xiaowai. As Jiang Jinsang thought carefully, seeming since his son was born, Jiang Shiyi hadn't touched him.
