Ximen Longting's eyes darkened: "You know I can't do it."
"Then don't talk to me about love again..."
Bill's little head suddenly popped up: "2 Mom, it's snowing outside."
Jing Jiaren was stunned.
"Don't be angry and go see the snow, okay?"
Wen Xinnuan looked here with a smile, probably she sent her children to reconcile.
Looking at Bill's innocent face, Jing Jiaren immediately stopped being angry about anything.
The space becomes active again...
Ximen Longting saw this and became more determined to have a child to mediate between them.
Jing Jiaren tickled Bill's nose and said, "Little one, you haven't even finished your meal yet. You'll be hungry at night."
"It's okay. I'll make soup dumplings for him later." Wen Xinnuan replied, "This is the first time Bill has seen snow. How about going out to play?"
"Dumplings! Snow!" Bill clapped happily. My baby loves dumplings the most, and he also likes snow the most.
Ximen Longting raised his eyebrows: "Beauty, when did you recognize your godson?"
"Why, do I need to report this to you?"
"Then what am I."
"Uncle." The baby said happily, "You are Uncle Superman." Every day he would change many toys for his Uncle Superman.
"..." Ximen Longting, "Who is 2's father?"
Baby pointed at the wolf standing by the window. He was looking at the snowflakes outside the window, with a quiet back. He was usually so silent that it was easy to ignore, but these days he was even more silent.
Ximen Longting's eyes darkened: "From now on, I am your second father."
"That's right," came Jing Jiaren's faint voice, "You're such a 2, you should do your part."
Bill held out two fingers: "Then I will have two daddies from now on."
"Well, Bill, can Canglang be the third father?" Wen Xinnuan came over and hugged his son.
"I have three daddies! Big daddy, two daddies, three daddies."
"Which dad does Bill like best?"
Bill scratched his two little ears in confusion: "I don't like big daddies."
"Hahaha...except for Big Daddy, both Daddy 2 and Daddy 3 like it equally, right?" This young man knew that he would not offend anyone.
Bill nodded vigorously: "Mom, we don't want big daddy, okay?"
Wen Xinnuan raised his eyebrows. Most children cry for their father, but he actually doesn't want his father.
This shows how failed Luo Jian was as a father. He never gave his children any illusions.
Wen Xinnuan felt sour in her heart: "Okay, I don't want Big Daddy anymore, I won't want him anymore..."
Seeing that this crying woman was about to burst into tears, Jing Jiaren quickly stopped her: "Didn't you say we were going to play in the snow? Everyone should wear thicker clothes, it's very cold outside."
Wen Xinnuan helped Bill get dressed, Ximen Longting helped Jing Jiaren get dressed, and Canglang... silently helped Wen Xinnuan put on a coat.
The servants looked at this warm atmosphere and seemed to be infected...
The whole family, dressed thickly, opened the apartment door and walked into the wind and snow.
Snowflakes dance down like elves.
The little wolf also ran out to join in the fun, scratching here and jumping there.
"Mama, I want to ride Little Wolf..."
"You want to ride it again? It's a dog!"
The little wolf seemed to understand the words, and he walked obediently to Wen Xin's warm feet, squatted down and let him ride...
Wen Xinnuan carefully put Bill on it, and Bill held the little wolf's red collar in his little hands.