Yan Xi shook her head, hooked her hand and made her sit in his arms, hugging her tightly with both arms, burying his head in her soft chest, quietly smelling the fresh breath emanating from her body, which was unique to her.
The taste made him couldn't help but hold it in his hands with a determined and indifferent heart and give it away.
"Husband, do you miss Yaoyao?" She stroked his hanging hair soothingly, and playfully used the tips of her hair to tease the skin on the back of Yan Xi's head, "Once we have defeated the Lu people, we will first
Hurry back quickly. By then, Yaoyao and Ying'er will already know how to call father and mother. We are so lucky. One of the two little people is like you and the other is like me. No one needs to be jealous. Everyone has it.
hug."
The mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles away. She is away from home and her mind is full of her children.
Yan Xi raised her eyes and said domineeringly, "You and Yaoyao are both mine."
Tao Xiaowei couldn't stop laughing, "What about Ying'er? He is also our child, so you can't always be so blatantly partial." [
Yan Xi gritted her teeth, thinking of Yan Ying's chubby little face and the mocking eyes he always looked at her, "The magician calculated that that kid will be a wise king in the history of Yan Kingdom. His future
The brilliance is brilliant, so you have to prepare for it from an early age."
He won't let that kid have any time to spare.
Huh, call him a child who is ignorant and has learned to fight against his father before he has teeth.
Tao Xiaowei brought the lying wine to Yan Xi, her silvery laughter could not stop, "Since childhood? How young should we be? He is not even over one year old now."
"I'll make the arrangements, you don't have to worry." Yan Xi waved her hand, very much like Asali taking care of everything.
Tao Xiaowei shook her head helplessly. Oh my God, her great husband would not kill her child's childhood from now on.
Isn't it too early?
She held her chin, half-squinting her big, cunning cat-like eyes, and muttered, "Ying'er won't turn into a little flying man at the age of three or five, jumping up and down on Qinggong and flying around."
A cold-faced little boy with pink makeup stepped onto the floor and went straight to the room. This scene is a bit embarrassing, isn't it?