Chapter 268

Chapter 268

Jiang Nian was taking a bath, and Huang Qian and Li Shuhui really wanted to see him naked, but they held back in the end.

Mainly because even if they lost their minds, Cheng Jing wouldn’t let them see.

So, Li Shuhui took out a handful of bath toys—little yellow ducks, a floating hamster wheel, small turtles, little fish, etc.—and handed them to Cheng:

"Brother Cheng, take these for Brother Jiang Nian to play with in the water."

Cheng Jing really wanted to remind her that Jiang Nian had only physically shrunk, not his memory or intelligence, but seeing the hopeful look on the girl’s face, he accepted them anyway.

Carrying a pile of bath toys into the bathroom, he washed them clean under Jiang Nian’s look that was both exasperated and indulgent and tossed them into the bathtub:

"Nian Nian, play with these. Little Hui and Huang Qian brought them."

After saying that, he picked up the camera and snapped away with the camera. Being small came with its own spoiling—it was nice.

Jiang Nian pursed his lips:

"I knew it..."

Then he happily started playing. They’re already here, so might as well enjoy them—it was like reliving childhood.

When he was little, he had many toys like these. His mother never deprived him; at every stage of his growth, she gave him the best she could afford, whether it was what he wanted or needed.

Jiang Nian was having the time of his life in the bathtub, while Cheng Jing, Huang Qian, and Li Shuhui were outside picking clothes for him.

Personally, Cheng Jing thought his Nian Nian would look good in anything. In the next three days, he’d have Nian Nian try on all these clothes for him to see and take keepsake photos, so it didn’t matter.

Finally, Huang Qian had the final say:

"Let’s start with the backless maid dress with white stockings and black Mary Janes, plus a lace headband. I think he’d look perfect in it."

Then she glanced at Cheng Jing. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity—they had to go big.

Cheng Jing rubbed his nose:

"Well, as long as it’s not too revealing."

Once the outfit was chosen, Cheng Jing took it into the bathroom. Over ten minutes later, he carried out a fully dressed Jiang Nian, his face burning with embarrassment.

Agreeing to wear women’s clothes was one thing, but actually putting them on was a whole different feeling—this is so humiliating.

"Sister Qian, Little Hui."

Jiang Nian greeted them and had Cheng Jing place him on the sofa.

Huang Qian’s eyes sparkled:

"Wow~ I told you, Nian Nian, you were made for a maid outfit!"

Her maternal instincts were in overdrive. If Cheng Jing weren’t around, she’d definitely scoop him up for a cuddle.

Li Shuhui chimed in beside her:

"Yes, yes! So adorable. Brother Jiang Nian would look extra cute in other skirts too."

With that, she brought over a fragrant pink towel to dry his hair, while Huang Qian adjusted the lace headband.

Cheng Jing eagerly brought the camera over to join in the photo op.

"Don't push it."

Jiang Nian couldn't help but complain—they were really treating him like a doll now. His reputation was ruined!

Once his hair was dried and the headband was secured, Huang Qian and Li Shuhui began posing with Jiang Nian for all sorts of fun photos, even making him pose.

As long as it wasn’t too excessive, Jiang Nian was willing to play along as a good sport, and Cheng Jing didn’t stop them either.

"..."

Teammates showed up one after another, turning Jiang Nian into a living photo prop. Under Huang Qian and Li Shuhui’s insistent begging, he changed into several outfits in between.

Finally, they took a full squad group photo, with Cheng Jing holding him in the center, leaving a lasting impression in the history of the 017 Squad.

Jiang Nian felt that everyone, including Brother Jing, was in on this to some extent.

However, apart from the two girls, the others didn’t dare make random requests, afraid Jiang Nian would settle the score later once he returned to normal.

Right now, as long as superpowers weren’t used, no one except Cheng Jing could defeat Brother Nian. That kind of talent simply couldn’t be matched by effort or experience alone.

Some even suspected Jiang Nian was deliberately going easy on Cheng Jing—though there was no concrete proof, so no one dared question it. The couple’s games were beyond their understanding.

"No way, I gotta have a kid like this in my lifetime."

Staring at Jiang Nian, who was sweaty, red-faced, and totally helpless, Huang Qian announced.

The teammates stifled their laughter, glancing at her briefly before shifting their gaze to Lu Ningzhou, as if judging their baby-making potential. Eventually, they all nodded in agreement—it was feasible.

Zhou Rongbin nodded seriously:

"Now that the base is stable, those who want kids can start considering it."

Children were part of humanity’s revival plan, and the authorities were carefully drafting supportive policies in this regard.

Liao Yu immediately jumped in:

"Sister Qian, have a few. The whole squad will help raise them—guaranteed food, clothes, safety, and health."

The others cheered in agreement.

Jiang Nian sat properly, tugged at his little skirt, and nodded along:

"Just aim for one like me, Sister Qian. You can do it."

A force of nature like their Sister Qian could achieve anything.

"..."

Only after getting their fill of teasing Jiang Nian did everyone disperse.

Huang Qian hung back, the last to leave. At the door, she pulled Cheng Jing aside and whispered:

"He’s so adorable. What’s your game plan with him?"

"You—Huang Qian!"

Cheng Jing almost choked.

"Don't drag me into your weirdness!"

He liked tiny Nian Nian, but this fondness was entirely different from his feelings for the adult version. What is this woman thinking?

Huang Qian raised an eyebrow:

"Good, I was just testing if you were really that creepy."

Cheng Jing rolled his eyes in exasperation:

"Later, I’ll have Nian Nian Purify your brain so you don’t infect others."

Huang Qian continued provoking him:

"How about lending me little Nian..."

"Go find Lu Ningzhou and make some babies to play with. I’ll hunt zombies to support your whole family."

Cheng Jing cut her off and shut the door, and took a deep breath.

Did everyone else think he was a total creep around Jiang Nian?

When had his image gotten this bad?

Walking back to the living room, he saw Jiang Nian struggling with a sealed snack package, using his hands, feet, and even his mouth to tear it open.

The packaging was stubborn, and the tiny figure, turning red from the effort, couldn’t manage it—only getting slobber all over the package. Finally, he looked up pleadingly:

"Brother Jing, help me."

Oh no, this helpless, tiny version was dangerous.

Cheng Jing opened it for him and warned:

"Just eat a little. Dinner’s soon."

So adorable—he couldn’t even open snacks now. No more sneaking snacks for the next few days.

Jiang Nian nodded obediently: "Mhm."

Even a tiny piece of dried tofu took several bites. In his small form, he ate less.

This Superpower was quite useful during tough times—the team took turns shrinking to conserve resources.