Then, the little hand grabbed the edge of the quilt with his hands, and looked at the story carefully. It was so cute that people felt soft and they couldn't help but fantasize that soon, she and the little baby with the big cancer must be girls! It's so kawaii!

However, when the cool and cute little guy Mo Yinhe took a shower and walked out of the bathroom, Ye Xingguang thought greedily, if it were a boy like Mr. Xiao Mo, she wouldn't mind giving birth to a boy at all, what should I do? I'm so greedy!

Mo Yinhe took a shower and climbed onto the bed.

Ye Xingguang prepared two small beds in the children's room, but Xiao Mo always stubbornly lifted Yin Xiaohua's quilt and then got in together, which meant that he wanted to sleep with Yin Xiaohua.

"Uh, Mr. Xiao Mo, the bed over there is yours."

"Beautiful aunt, Mo Dazhu and I both slept in the same bed."

Is that true? It seems that she has not done her homework well.

"Beautiful aunt, did the little mermaid find her prince later?" Yin Xiaohua was curious.

Ye Xingguang continued to tell the bedtime story: "Of course I found it. The little mermaid not only found her prince, but also lived happily with the prince. They gave birth to two cute babies, one was the brother and the other was the sister. The boy looked like Mr. Xiao Mo, and the girl looked like a little flower..."

Damn, what is she talking about?

The protagonist of her bedtime story is herself, the prince, her big cancer. They are preparing to have a baby, but the baby doesn’t know whether it is a boy or a girl!

Yin Xiaohua had already heard the story, turned her head, and said excitedly to Mo Yinhe: "Mobie Pig, I may be the baby born by the mermaid and the prince, and you may also be the baby born by the mermaid and the prince, because the beautiful aunt said that the little mermaid and the prince gave birth to two cute babies, one like you and the other like me."

A ripples flashed in Mo Yinhe's calm eyes, and he said with a stern face: "This is just a story."

"Oh..." Yin Xiaohua's voice was filled with loss.

Why do others have parents, but she jumped out of the cracks in the stone?

Accompanied by this feeling of loss, Yin Xiaohua's eyelids gradually closed, and her two small hands hugged Mo Yinhe's small neck with force. Her chubby little face was against Mo Dazhu, and she fell asleep in a blink of an eye...

Mo Yinhe seemed to be very disgusted. After she fell asleep, she spread his little hand that was holding his neck tightly.

But Yin Xiaohua seemed to be used to hugging her. Even if she fell asleep, she could quickly reach out her hand and hug Mo Yinhe's neck again. Mo Yinhe was so angry that she snorted heavily, and barked the quilt, as if she was helpless and helpless.

Ye Xingguang sat at the head of the bed and laughed silently, "Mr. Xiao Yin, aren't you really a brother and sister?"

She remembered that when she was a child, she also liked to sleep with her elder brother's arm. If she hadn't seen these two little ones, she would have almost forgotten the beauty of her childhood.

"Maybe maybe not." Mo Yinhe pulled his hair irritably, so he shouldn't have climbed onto Yin Xiaohua's bed. He was guilty of his own fault and could not survive. He would definitely be kicked out of bed by Yin Xiaohua in the middle of the night.

Before leaving the lights, Ye Xingguang rubbed Mo Yinhe's cool little hairstyle: "Go to bed early, little guy, thank you today. My husband will come to the capital tomorrow. Then I will introduce you to you."
Chapter completed!