When he went downstairs, Yin Yijie came out with Yin Siqi Yi in his arms.
After a night of sleep, Yin Siqi was in a much better condition. Her pink face was a bit of dreamy pink in her unique ivory whiteness, like a virgin who had just woken up, so tender that it made people want to take a bite.
Yin Yijie's skin color is very similar to Yin Siqi. An old man and a handsome guy are very cold, just like the same. Wearing a light blue parent-child outfit, it is estimated that the return rate of going to the street will not be less than 120%, especially the lethality of the girl.
Bigger.
After a while, I found that Yin Yijie's eyes were full of pride. I was sweating! He was so old that he would be proud even if he was seen!
Yin Yijie smiled coolly and coaxed Yin Siqi first: "Siqi is good baby, tell her mother good morning."[
Yin Siqi held Yin Yijie's neck, pretending to be more obedient than when he was alone, and asked softly: "Dad, will you leave Siqi's obedient baby today?"
Yin Yijie hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and said, "No, Dad will never leave Siqi's good baby, don't want it.
However, when you see your mother Siqi, you must be good. This is the real Siqi baby, and everyone will like it.
Say good morning to your mother first, say good night to your mother at night, and let your mother eat first when eating, remember?"
I suddenly felt a little funny, ridiculous!
At this moment, I still have to wait for Yin Siqi to finish saying good morning before leaving. If he doesn't say it, I have to wait; otherwise, wouldn't Yin Yijie be in vain?
Waiting for a three and a half years old child to say good morning to me, isn’t it weird enough?
But having said that, no one can laugh at this moment, but he can't laugh or cry.
Yin Siqi shook for a while and then hummed: "Then, if I say it, can dad not be with mom?"
There were more and more people in the room, and they were stunned and gloating. They also secretly gave Yin Siqi a thumbs up, fearing that the world would not be in chaos. The two girls next to them were even lured by his father and son, and they could not tell the difference between us.
I also looked at Yin Yijie with some anticipation and felt that Yin Siqi's words were a bit like his family's usual style, such as his grandmother.