He tilted his neck and thought about it carefully, and reluctantly decided to lend his mother to her for a while. Anyway, he didn't want to kiss the crybaby.

Beibei finally managed to coax Qianliu's little baby, and Xiao Xian'e cooked the food and brought it over to feed her. Since bringing Qianliu's baby back, the Black Prince's Mansion has also set up a separate small kitchen.

Rouwanzi held the chopsticks in his hands, and while he was eating rice for himself, he watched his mother feed Qianliu the little milk buns one by one, with rice all over her chubby little face.

His little brain stores information quickly. Not only does she cry a lot, but she also doesn't know how to eat by herself.

Two-year-old Qianliu Xiaobao can already communicate with some simple words. She enjoys the treatment of the meatball mother personally feeding her while holding the meatballs on her little finger and saying, "Brother, feed brother...".

The meatballs babbled at her with a fierce look, as if to say, "Hurry up and finish eating and give me back my mother."

Beibei rubbed his short hair and said, "Qingcheng, you can't be so cruel to your sister.".

Rouwanzi threw away his chopsticks and used his short hands to comb the messy hair that his mother had rubbed. Suddenly, white rice was sticky all over his head and face.

Qianliu, who had been crying for a long time and had not been happy, suddenly started to giggle.

Beibei was so cute by her son that she handed Qianliu's small milk bag to Xiao Xian'e, "Should the cleaning technique take care of you or do you need mother to help you take a bath?".

Meatballs rubbed a handful of pink and tender face with his little hands, and the rice stuck on it was completely stuck on it.

He imitated Beibei's usual actions of bathing him, indicating that he wanted to take a bath.

Her big peach blossom eyes were as clear as a translucent stream.

Beibei went up to him, kissed him, picked him up and left. Qianliu's little nanny became anxious and shouted urgently, "Brother...brother...".

Rouwanzi hugged Beibei's neck vigilantly, rode his two short legs around her waist and kicked hard, walking fast.

Beibei: "...".

How much does this little thing hate to see Qianliu?

When she returned to the temple, Di Qianmo came back to look for her, and when she saw the meatballs covered with rice, her handsome eyebrows suddenly wrinkled slightly.

Pianpian Meatball Zihao unconsciously moved his little hands to hug him, but Di Qianmo took the hand in disgust and started to use the cleaning technique to clean him.

Beibei gently tugged on his robe and said in a soft voice, "Momo, why don't you go give Meatball a bath? He's not very willing to use the cleaning technique to kill him."

The meatballs nod like garlic.

Di Qianmo: "...".

Looking at the cute Ahri and then at his pitiful son, he smiled softly, and for a moment he had the illusion that he was raising two children.

Meatballs became extremely destructive two months after they were born.

He dismantled almost everything that could be dismantled in the temple. After dismantling it, he put it back together, but he couldn't put most of it back. After Di Qianmo indulged him for a long time, he finally used Rouwanzi to destroy Ahri's favorite thing in his dormitory again.

After dismantling the bed, he picked it up and planned to let him know what family rules were.

Rouwanzi looked at his father, who was sitting high in front of him, with his little hands hanging obediently to the side, ready to listen to the instruction. He looked cute and cute, but he couldn't bear to look at him and wanted to do something.

Di Qianmo looked at him with a very pale expression, "Do you know what's wrong?".

Meatball was a little uneasy, and he tiptoed out with his little feet, ready to run away at any moment.
Chapter completed!