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Yan Zhixu and Fu Wenyan approached.

Mrs. Rong was holding the child with a gentle expression, and was coaxing the child softly.

Mrs. Rong bent down on purpose so that Fu Wenyan could clearly see the child in her arms.

Seeing this small group, Fu Wenyan's eyes were full of curiosity, "Mom, is this my sister? It looks so small."

It looks so small that I dare not touch it for fear of hurting the other party.

There was a smile in Mrs. Rong's eyes, "Newborn children are like this, and they will grow up slowly in the future."

Seeing that he was staring at the son of the little princess of the Rong family without blinking, Yan Zhixu chuckled, raised his hand and stroked Fu Wenyan's head.

She taught honestly and enticingly.

"Yes, this is my sister."

"Wen Yan, you are an older brother, you must learn to protect your younger sister in the future."

Fu Wenyan nodded heavily, "Well, I won't let anyone have the opportunity to bully my sister!"

The younger sister looks so weak, she is a man, she will try her best to protect her when she grows up!

"Crack-"

Fu Shimo pushed open the door, ready to check on Hua Shiying's physical condition, when he happened to hear the conversation between Yan Zhixu and Fu Wenyan.

There was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of darkness in his long and narrow eyes.

He raised his eyebrows, then raised his feet and walked in front of Hua Shiying, asking him about his physical condition.

The result is all good.

Hua Shiying's body is not serious, but the normal deficit after giving birth is weak, and it takes time to make up for the lost nutrients.

—

At night, it was dark.

A family in the mountains and Washington.

Fu Shimo skillfully put on his apron, washed his hands and went into the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Yan Zhixu stayed in the living room, holding a fairy tale book in his hand, reading the fairy tale "The Mermaid" to his son.

After listening to the story, Fu Wenyan frowned, "Mom, I don't like listening to fairy tales. These fairy tales are all lies. Can you tell me about airplanes? I like to hear them."

Hearing this, Yan Zhixu smiled.

"Okay."

She moved like water and put down the fairy tale book and replaced it with one.

I told this little guy a story about airplanes before, and since then I have often pestered myself to tell him about airplanes and the deeds of the heroes who piloted airplanes.

"…"

Fu Shimo, who was busy in the kitchen, listened to Yan Zhixu's crisp and sweet voice, and his heart softened.

Time passed bit by bit, and after he finished the dishes, he brought the food to the table, and Fu Wenyan, who had not heard enough of pulling, washed his hands with an unfinished look on his face.

—

In the evening, Yan Zhixu finished washing up.

She told Fu Wenyan some superficial knowledge of airplanes before exiting her son's room.

After all, this little guy can't comprehend the knowledge that is too esoteric.

Yan Zhixu returned to the room, and just after closing the door, he was suddenly picked up by Fu Shimo.

"Amo."

Her hands naturally wrapped around his neck.

Fu Shimo hugged Yan Zhixu and strode toward the bed.

He put her on the big soft bed, and the voice overflowing from his throat was **** and magnetic, full of allure.

"Ah Xu, Wen Yan, this child likes his sister very much, so let's give him a sister."

He didn't even give her a chance to answer after he finished speaking, and slammed her lips fiercely.

"Snapped-"

The lights in the bedroom go out.

"Um...Amo..."

Yan Zhixu felt the temperature on his lips, and a broken moan escaped from his throat.

In the dark night, the two were as passionate as fire, and the intertwined voices made the silent night seem less monotonous and tasteless.