Mr. and Mrs. Ling Ang and Mr. and Mrs. Jiang Li came and brought their children with them.
Yiyi and Haohao are like two cute little bears, running around the house and playing happily.
Zheng Yan looked at the two little ones floating around and praised them sincerely, "They really have good genes. One looks like a prince, and the other looks like a princess. They will be another eyesore in the future."
Seeing those two little faces with angelic smiles and those obsidian eyes that were almost overflowing with water, Zheng Yan picked up one with one hand and kissed the little face, "What should I do? As soon as I saw
The kids just want to pinch their egg-like cheeks.”
Ling Ang immediately reminded: "Yan, your hand has not recovered yet."
"It doesn't matter, the baby is very young. They are both so cute, I just want to ravage their little faces."
Qiao Manman caught the affection in his eyes and said, "I'm so envious. You should get married and have a baby as soon as possible."
"Haha!" Mo Qi walked out of the kitchen holding a fruit plate, "He himself is a scourge, why would he create a small scourge to harm mankind."
Zheng Yan curled his lips and smiled evilly, "I've done harm to you, but you're still not living well!"
Mo Qi pursed her lips and ignored him, smiling and waving to the two children, "Haohao, Yiyi, come here to eat fruit."
Knowing that the two little people were coming over, she specially made a fruit platter in the shape of a peacock.
"Wow, what a beautiful fruit plate!" Yiyi smiled and her lips turned into a rising crescent moon.
"It's not as good as your chef dad."
Yiyi smiled as brightly as a sunflower, "Of course, my dad is the best dad in the world."
Haohao also said proudly: "And my father is also the best father in the world."
"Haha." Zheng Yan laughed, "You two are so young that you are already flattering your father. You are indeed the descendants of businessmen."
Haohao looked at Zheng Yan with a smile while eating the fruit, "Of course, Uncle Yan, you are also a good uncle."
Zheng Yan touched Haohao's cute little face and said, "Uncle likes to hear this!"
Mo Qi looked at Haohao and said seriously: "Haohao, children can't tell lies, otherwise they will lose their teeth!"
Zheng Yan immediately retorted, "Haohao, don't listen to her. Just do what you did just now. Be sweet and smooth with your words, and you will be liked by many beauties in the future. Don't act like an ice sculpture prince like your father used to do. Except
Except for your mother, all the women in the world are chilled to death."
Ling Ang glanced at him and said, "You taught my son so badly. If you give birth to a daughter in the future and are bullied by Haohao, don't come to settle the score with me."
"Don't worry, Haohao's children may have been born, but not mine."
Wang Aoshuang was a little funny and a little strange, "Yan, you always say you don't get married and have children, do your parents have no objection?"
A hint of deepness flashed in Zheng Yan's eyes, and he said calmly: "I'm not like your husband, who only has one child in the family. My old man was very popular when he was young, and the family is prosperous."
"Oh." Mo Qi seemed to understand a little, "Sure enough, dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes, and the mice's sons can dig holes. It turns out that your style is inherited from your father."
There was a touch of sarcasm on Zheng Yan's face, "Yes, a son has inherited his 'excellent' style. His life is really not in vain!"