Ye Weilan rubbed his son's beautiful face: "It doesn't matter whether the prince has backbone or not. Xiaojiu must be a responsible man in the future."

Xiao Yechen's white and tender face smiled, rubbing in Ye Weilan's arms: "Mommy..."

Ye Weilan smiled and kissed her, then turned off the light, and the mother and son lay down to sleep.

Xiaojiu and Xiaoxue were not attached to her arms intimately, but their soft little bodies were tightly pressed against her, and their warm body temperatures blended with each other, and they slept overnight in the deep winter night.

When Qi Ye walked in in the middle of the night, he saw such a warm scene. His beautiful wife, his children were in pairs, and his three quiet and beautiful sleeping faces were put together. For him, it was the greatest beauty in this world.

He smiled, picked up Xiao Yechen and easily sent it to Xiaoxue. He hugged his beautiful wife in his arms.

Ye Weilan felt the familiar aura around her in a daze, rubbed it, and shouted softly: "Qi Ye..."

"Yeah." He responded softly.

She pressed her face against his heart: "Husband, I was wrong..."

Qi Ye smiled softly and patted her gently: "Go to sleep."

She fell asleep with a smile on her face.

...

Early the next morning, Xiaoxue and Xiaojiu woke up and found

The mommy is gone.

The two cute babies looked at each other.

Xiaoxue rubbed her sleepy eyes and shouted in a slight voice: "Mommy..."

When she shouted like this, Ye Weilan would come in to dress her, but after shouting for a while today, there was no movement.

The little girl blinked.

Xiao Yechen climbed out of bed with his short legs. He has been independent since he was a child, not as white as his sister. He put on his clothes and shoes. After walking out of the room, he found that they had not known when they had arrived in another room.

He walked to the door of the room where he slept last night and slapped the door: "Mommy, Xiaoxue wakes up and wants to wear clothes."

There was no movement inside for a long time.

Xiao Yechen pursed his lips and put his ear on the door panel for a while. A strange sound came from inside, accompanied by the protest that Ye Mama seemed to cry but not cry.

"Xiao Jiu is calling...Mommy..."

"Ye Yan will care about them..." This was definitely his daddy's voice. There was something more than usual, and it made people inexplicably want to drool.

"…bastard…rogue…”

Xiao Yechen's delicate little face was contemplative, and his dad bullied his mommy again...

"Xiaojiu," a soft call came from behind. Ye Yan walked over and picked him up with red cheeks. His voice was very low: "Be good, let's go and dress my sister."

"Mom, why do daddy always likes to bully my mommy?" Xiao Yechen asked with a look of displeasure.

Ye Yan met the child's ignorant and pure big eyes, and her white jade-like cheeks became even redder. She tried to say: "...This is not called bullying, it is just that daddy and mommy are having a love exchange..."

"Mom, what is love communication?" Xiaoxue ran over like a delicate little yellow duck wearing tender yellow pajamas.

Ye Yan was silent in an instant when she met a pair of cute babies' pure and clear eyes.

"The communication of love is to have children. Your dad and mommy are giving birth to younger brothers and sisters for you," Yi Sa walked in from the door, his eyes flashed over Ye Yan, and fell on the two cute babies, mixed with a hint of playfulness: "Do you want to go and have a look?"
Chapter completed!