Sweetie, your vest is off again!

Chapter 471 The Little Princess Is Born

When Wen Nuan was 26 years old, after two hours of painful suffering, she finally gave birth to a little princess for the Ye family.

The nurse held the baby and stood at the door of the delivery room, "Young Master Han, congratulations, you are a very beautiful little princess."

Hearing what the nurse said, Ye Mohan almost jumped up.

He immediately took the baby from the nurse and ran into the delivery room to see the warmth.

Although this time there was only one child, but the child weighed quite a bit, almost eight catties, the damage to warmth was greater than last time, and the stitching time was longer.

Ye Mohan hugged his daughter, feeling sorry for his wife on the one hand, and unable to hide the joy in his heart on the other.

"My wife, thank you, thank you for making my life so complete, with both sons and daughters."

He kept kissing his warm, sweaty little face.

This baby was insisted on by Nuannuan, and Ye Mohan couldn't stand the pain of her pregnancy and childbirth, so Nuannuan took a lot of effort to convince him to agree.

Now, he not only has two smart sons, but also a beautiful daughter, he is really a winner in life.

The warm breath was still a little weak, and she smiled slightly, "Husband, let me see my daughter."

Ye Mohan put her daughter in a warm place where she could see her.

The little girl slept soundly, her fists clenched tightly, her pink skin, long eyelashes, she was as cute as a porcelain doll.

A week later, Nuan Nuan was discharged from the hospital and returned home. It can be said that the house was overcrowded.

Even Dylan, who has been living abroad for a long time, rushed over to see this little princess that everyone has been looking forward to for a long time.

Because among all of them, except for Ye Mobai who had Mo Xiaobei, afterward, all of them gave birth to sons.

The arrival of this little princess will undoubtedly bring different joy to everyone.

The little girl has been born for seven days and has just had enough to eat. She is lying on the bed, her big eyes flickering at unfamiliar faces.

The two elder brothers, Ye Mushen and Ye Muze, have been guarding my sister's bedside. Even when they are sleeping, they take turns to watch over her, fearing that her sister will be stolen.

"Big Brother, Second Brother, can I touch my sister?"

Ye Qingyou's son Ye Qixun looked at his sister pitifully, that pink and tender little glutinous rice dumpling, he really wanted to touch it with his little hands.

At this time, Zuo Bingchen's son Zuo Yi also came over and looked at the two elder brothers with the same pitiful eyes.

"Brother, I want to touch too."

The two brothers refused without even discussing it, "No, my sister's skin is so delicate, what should I do if I touch it? You are only allowed to look at it, but you are not allowed to touch it. If anyone dares to move, I will beat him."

The two elder brothers have always listened to what they said, especially the eldest brother Ye Mushen, he is the boss among them, and no one dares to make trouble with him.

That status was the same as that of his father Ye Mohan among the four of them.

The two little milk babies could only nod eagerly, and looked at the little girl with good eyes.

Although the little girl is only seven days old, when she sees her brothers dancing for her, she will grin a few times.

She didn't know that her perhaps accidental smile made the four brothers extremely excited.

"Sister smiled, sister smiled, he was smiling at me."

"It's not you, it's smiling at me."

During the meal, Ye Mushen voluntarily stayed to guard his sister.

The younger sister is already asleep, and the older brother is reading a comic book. He is looking for a fun storyline, and he will tell her when the younger sister wakes up later.

At this time, the door of the room was pushed open, and it was Dylan's son Casey.

Ye Mushen sat on the side of the small bed. Casey didn't see him from the door at all. He tiptoed over and lay down beside the small bed.

He was only three years old, barely taller than the crib.

Looking at the sleeping little girl, Kathy's big sunken eyes were shining with starlight.

He gently took his sister's little hand from under the quilt, put it near his mouth, and kissed it again and again.

However, he only cared about kissing, but forgot that there was a patron saint Ye Mushen in the house.

When Ye Mushen heard the movement, she turned around, just in time to see Casey holding her younger sister's hand and kissing her repeatedly.

The violent temper of the man from the Ye family came up immediately, he stood up from the ground with a bang, grabbed Casey by the neck within two steps, and punched him in the face.

Ye Mushen had been put in Ye's training ground since he was three years old. Although the punch was not strong, it was not light on the face of the three-year-old Casey.

Casey burst into tears with a 'wow', and ran out aggrieved to find her father.

Dylan was eating with everyone, when he heard his son crying, he picked him up and comforted him, "What's wrong? Didn't you say you were going to see your sister? Didn't you see it?"

Casey kept sobbing, "I saw it, Brother Shen hit me."

Ye Mohan has always been strict with his two sons, and when he heard his son beating his younger brother, his expression darkened immediately, "Ye Muze, call that brat down for me, I want to ask, why did he beat him?" younger brother."

A few minutes later, Ye Mu stood beside Ye Mohan with his head bowed deeply, but there was no trace of guilt in his eyes.

"Ye Mushen, how did I educate you when I was a child? I asked you to learn Kung Fu just to bully my brother? Huh?"

Ye Mushen was not afraid at all, she raised her head, confidently said, "If he kisses my sister, I will beat him up."

"..."

Ye Mohan, who wanted to continue educating his son just now, was also stunned.

"Where's his own sister?"

"tiny hand."

Ye Mohan loosened the tight string just now, but fortunately it was a small hand.

Dylan, who had been sitting on the sidelines wiping his son's tears, knocked on Casey's head, as if to blame.

"Silly son, why don't you kiss the little mouth directly, and use your own hands to control the fart?"

Ye Mohan had a pleasant face just now, but when he heard what he said, his eyes immediately turned cold.

"If he dares to kiss my daughter's little mouth, I'll throw both of you into the crocodile pond!"

That was his little ancestor, how could he be kissed casually?
His wife suffered a loss back then, and he couldn't let his daughter make the same mistakes again.

Dylan didn't seem to be frightened by Ye Mohan, and there was always a smile on his face that didn't reach his eyes.

"Ye Mohan, I forgot to tell you that we have already settled in the imperial capital, and the house we bought is not far from your home. I also want to send my son to your Ye family training ground, so that he can develop his own skills, otherwise how will I protect you in the future? daughter?"

Dylan's words were gentle and gentle, not aggressive at all, but enough to drive Ye Mohan crazy.

He was obviously playing with his daughter's idea, and wanted to cultivate a relationship since childhood.

He thinks it's pretty, and he doesn't even look at who I am.

Yemo snorted coldly, "If you're not afraid that I'll cripple your son, you can send it here boldly. When the time comes, don't blame me for missing arms or legs."

"I don't blame you, as long as your daughter is willing, it's okay to have a little heart."

He wanted to avenge that year.

(End of this chapter)