Top-tier celebrity's nightly pampering, the abstinent doctor loses control and spoils her.

At 8:30 p.m., it was Lu Minglei's usual time to take a shower.

Normally at this time, the nanny is responsible for helping with the bath.

But my aunt had an emergency at home tonight and had to take the day off, so Lu Er has to take over.

"Luming, time for a bath!"

Lu Er walked into the children's room and called out to the little guy who was playing with building blocks on the floor.

Lu Ming raised his head, blinked his big eyes, and followed him into the bathroom.

When Lu Er was about to help him take off his pants, Lu Ming covered them tightly with his two little hands, looking very wary.

In a childish voice, she cried out, "No, I'll wash it myself!"

Lu Er laughed: "Wash yourself? You can't even reach the faucet, how can you wash yourself?"

"Then...then turn around!"

Lu Ming's face flushed red as he pointed to the corner of the wall, "Don't peek! I'll take my pants off myself!"

Lu Er laughed so hard she almost fell over, clutching her stomach as she said to Song Jingmo, who followed her in, "Look, this little thing is still shy!"

Looking at Lu Ming's shy yet stubborn expression, Song Jingmo's lips curled up slightly.

After laughing enough, Lu Er squatted down and said to Lu Ming in a serious tone, "Baby, your uncle is relieved now that you're like this."

"When you grow up, you definitely won't be kidnapped by bad guys. You won't agree to anyone trying to trick you into taking your pants off. How safe is that?"

Lu Ming couldn't understand what Lu Er was saying, but seeing his uncle laughing so happily, he also grinned foolishly.

But he still held his pants tightly, refusing to let go.

Finally, Song Jingmo stepped in to mediate: "How about this, we'll all have our backs to you. You undress and get into the bathtub right away, okay?"

Lu Ming tilted his head and thought for a moment, then nodded reluctantly.

After some fuss, she finally got into the children's bathtub to soak.

The warm water covered her belly, bubbles floated on the surface, and a few little yellow ducks were floating around.

The little one quickly forgot his shyness and had a great time, splashing water and giggling.

Lu Er squatted by the bathtub, holding a small towel to wipe someone's back.

Song Jingmo stood to the side, responsible for handing over shower gel and playing with him.

"Little yellow duck, swimming and swimming~"

Lu Ming was holding a little yellow duck and pushing it back and forth on the water while muttering to himself.

Lu Er was about to say "Good girl" when she sensed something was wrong.

A stream of warm water is precisely spraying onto the back of my hand from a certain direction.

Lu Ming's expression changed from solemn to relaxed. Then, he raised his head and gave Lu Er an innocent smile.

Lu Er's smile froze.

Looking down at the rapidly spreading pale yellow stain in the bathtub, and then at the innocent-looking little rascal, I felt completely stunned.

Three seconds later, a furious roar erupted from the bathroom: "Deer Cry!!!"

Lu Ming's smile froze in fright at the roar. Before he could react, a large hand scooped him out of the bathtub like a chick.

Water droplets splashed everywhere, and the little naked body hung in mid-air, its short legs kicking helplessly.

"You, you, you!"

Lu Er's face turned red with anger. "You actually peed in the bathtub? This is for bathing, not a chamber pot!"

Lu Ming then realized he had caused trouble, his little mouth twitched, and his big eyes quickly filled with tears.

But Lu Er wasn't having any of it. She put the little guy on the towel blanket next to her and slapped his soft, white bottom.

"Snapped!"

It was crisp and clear.

Lu Ming was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears with a loud "waaaah!"

Lu Er didn't stop, patting him twice more: "Remember, you can't pee in the bathwater anymore! It's a bad habit, you have to change it!"

A red mark quickly appeared on Luming's fair little bottom, a shocking sight.

The little one cried as he stretched out his little hand to the side, looking at Song Jingmo with teary eyes.

She mumbled incoherently, "Uncle... hug... waaaah... Uncle, hug me..."

They looked so pitiful.

Looking at the bright red little bottom and then at Lu Ming's face, which was covered in tears like a little kitten, Song Jingmo's heart softened.

He stepped forward and stopped Lu Er's slap from landing again: "Stop hitting me."

He peed in the bathtub!

Seeing Song Jingmo's indulgence, Lu Er became even angrier. "What a bad habit!"

Song Jingmo reached out to take Lu Ming from him.

The little guy seemed to have found a savior and snuggled desperately into Song Jingmo's arms.

Lu Er was still angry: "Don't stop me! This bad habit must be corrected from a young age!"

"He can pee in the bathtub now, tomorrow he'll pee at the dinner table, and the day after tomorrow he'll pee in the bed. He needs to be taught a lesson so he'll remember!"

"He's still young and doesn't understand."

Song Jingmo tried to reason with him, "Besides, you've already hit him, and he remembers it."

Lu Er refused to let go, and the two of them, one holding the child and the other protecting the child, were locked in a stalemate.

"You're three years old now, it's time you understood things!"

Lu Er insisted, "This behavior of marking territory by urinating everywhere is something only puppies do. They need to be trained, otherwise what if it becomes a habit?"

"Can't you just talk it out properly?"

Song Jingmo looked down at Lu Ming's sobbing face and felt extremely distressed. "Look how much he's crying."

"I didn't hit hard."

Lu Er retorted, "He should learn his lesson. I knew to go to the toilet to pee when I was two years old."

Caught between the two people, Lu Ming cried even louder.

In a hoarse, crying voice, he cried out, "My uncle is bad... he also... pees everywhere..."

Lu Er froze, staring blankly at Lu Ming: "I pee everywhere?"

Lu Ming cried and hiccuped, "Uncle...what he said...about the bed sheets...and pants..."

The air freezes.

Lu Er slowly turned her head to look at Song Jingmo, her eyes filled with the words "You'd better explain yourself clearly."

Song Jingmo's expression went blank for a moment, and then, unusually, he showed a slightly unnatural look, his ears turning slightly red.

Lu Er narrowed her eyes.

In the morning, Song Jingmo was drying clothes.

Lu Ming asked curiously, "Uncle, why are you washing my pants?"

Song Jingmo casually replied, "Because it got wet."

"Why did it get wet?"

"because······"

Song Jingmo paused for a moment, realizing that it was obviously inappropriate to explain the adult world to a three-year-old, so he explained it in a way that the child could understand: bedwetting.

Who would have thought that this little guy not only remembered it, but also delivered a perfectly accurate tip at such a crucial moment...

Song Jingmo was speechless.

Looking at the person's appearance, Lu Er understood everything.

Enraged, she kicked Song Jingmo: "Song Jingmo! What kind of nonsense are you teaching this kid all day long!"

Song Jingmo was kicked, but he didn't dodge. He helplessly explained, "I didn't say anything..."

"You didn't say anything?"

Lu Er pointed at Lu Ming, "He said I pee everywhere, didn't you teach him that?"

"If he goes home and tells my brother and sister-in-law, how can I face them?"

Caught between the two, Lu Ming glanced at the fuming Lu Er and the helpless Song Jingmo, his little brain working at lightning speed.