Fighting the World: Supreme Valkyrie

Chapter 559

Seeing that he was about to leave, the female doll hurriedly stepped forward, her dirty little hand tightly grasping the male doll's arm: "Who made you go? I'm not sure yet!"

At the moment when the female doll grabbed her hand, the male doll froze all over, looked down, and quickly jumped aside, crying loudly.

"Wow! Dirty, dirty, woo, woo...Mother, woo..." The boy cried and shouted.

The girl stuck out her little pink tongue, and muttered softly: "I don't know if it's a boy, but it's so embarrassing to be so afraid of getting dirty and like to cry so much."

"Qiaoqiao, are you bullying brother again?"

The soft voice came with a hint of reproach. The girl blinked her big eyes and shook her head, then lowered her head and played with her dirty fingers.And the male doll ran over quickly after hearing this voice, and threw herself into her arms: "Mother, mother, sister, sister bullied me again, woo..."

"I didn't, I didn't." The girl quickly raised her head and shook her head like a rattle, and said innocently, "It's his own fear of getting dirty, it's none of my business."

"Who is bullying my baby girl again?" A deep and magnetic sexy voice came. Hearing this voice, the girl grinned with joy, opened her calf and threw herself at the man. .

"Daddy, are you back? Qiaoqiao misses you so much, and my brother is playing tricks again when you're not here." The girl took the opportunity to complain.

"Oh? Really?" With a raised eyebrow, Leng Ye glanced at the boy who was throwing himself into Qingran's arms. With this glance, the crying boy obediently left Qingran's embrace. Then wiped away tears.

His father didn't like him relying on his mother the most, saying that he was a man and couldn't cling to his mother, but Uncle Jing said that as long as he was a man, his father would not allow them to get close to his mother, only grandpa was the only one who was excluded.

Qingran shook her head helplessly, and glanced at Leng Ye who had recovered her usual handsome face.In the past few years, she taught him the secret of returning to heaven in the Wuji Tianshu, and let him repair his distorted face. It took two years for his face to return to its previous appearance.

Seeing his son standing aside obediently, Qingran sighed softly, and said, "Don't be so smug with Qiaoqiao, be careful of spoiling it." Then, he bent down and said to his son, "Ruier, go change it." Get some clothes!" Her son has a serious cleanliness obsession, he can't bear any dirt on his body, and he doesn't know who he looks like.

"Oh." The male doll nodded, and then walked into the room.

"Qiaoqiao, you should go wash it too! Otherwise your mother will talk about you again." Leng Ye said with a smile, tapping his daughter's nose lightly.

"Okay, Daddy, after Qiaoqiao washes up, you want to take me to play!" the girl said with her big eyes blinking, and after getting her daddy's nod, she grinned happily and went ran to the room.

Qing Ran shook her head, and said, "Who do you think these two children look like?" Neither she nor Leng Ye seemed to have this personality, and the personalities of these two children were really beyond her expectations.

Leng Ye hugged Qingran, and said with a light smile, "Of course our child is like us." As he spoke, his eyes fell on the sky, and he sighed, "How time flies!"

"Yes! Five years have passed in the blink of an eye." Qingran said softly, leaning on the warm embrace behind her, with a happy smile on her lips.

The two leaned against each other, looking at the sky filled with sunset glow, full of happiness filled their hearts and filled their surroundings...

"Brother, let's take a bath together!" The smiling voice carried an evil breath.

"Ah...you go out, I don't want to wash with you, you are dirty..."

A weeping exclamation came from the room, breaking the quietness of the two who were snuggling together. The two looked at each other, shook their heads and smiled, and walked inside hugging each other...

The setting sun elongated the silhouettes of the two, the breeze blew by, the leaves in the yard rustled, and there were constant crying screams from the room, which belonged to their lives, still grow...

(End of this chapter)