Adults should not involve children, and adults should not use their children to accomplish selfish things.

"You have to listen to your mother, otherwise your father will no longer play with you in the future." Murong Xitian breathed a sigh of relief and was almost led by the children.

"Okay." Murong Ze drooped his head, feeling a little aggrieved.

Murong Xin sobbed simply: "Xin'er is wrong. Mom is not angry, dad is not angry..."

This trick was so effective that Xia Ziluo immediately carried her into his arms guiltily and coaxed her softly: "Xin'er doesn't cry, Xin'er did nothing wrong, she just begged her father to draw."

"But my father didn't agree to Xin'er." Murong Xin continued to cry, holding Xia Ziluo's clothes tightly with her little hands.

Murong Xitian held his forehead and felt a headache.

"Be good, it's not that my father doesn't paint for my mother, it's that my mother doesn't like my father's painting for my mother." In a hurry, Xia Ziluo made a random mistake. It seemed that he had been lying too much recently, and he had a little bit of annoying.

"Why?" Murong Xin and Murong Ze asked curiously.

Why? How did she know?

She just said casually whether it’s okay? Oh my God, no wonder the teacher will teach the children not to lie.

Because after telling a lie, you need to keep lying to fulfill your previous lies. Then you fall into a vicious cycle and lie all your life, and eventually your life becomes a huge lie.

Xia Ziluo couldn't answer, and he was so anxious that he turned around. His eyes looked at Murong Xitian without realizing it, looking forward to his rescue.

"That's because your mother is not in good health, she feels that her face is not good, and she doesn't draw beautifully. So dad can't draw her mother anymore. Will dad draw her after she recovers from her illness?" Murong Xitian walked over, loosened her clenched fists, and rubbed Murong Ze and Murong Xin's heads respectively.

"That's it." The children stopped making noise, as if they accepted this explanation.

Xia Ziluo cast a grateful look over.

Just as Murong Xitian also lowered his eyes to her, his eyes met again, and Xia Ziluo's face turned red again.

Murong Xitian was slightly surprised when he saw it. It seemed that she blushed more and more recently?

Moreover, he would always find her peeking at him.

When he was confused, he forgot at all that if he didn't go to see her, how could he find Xia Ziluo peeking at him?

"Will that... continue to draw?" Xia Ziluo hurriedly turned his eyes away and slapped his hot cheeks in annoyance.

Really, why do you always blush like this?

Her shy escape was so cute and innocent.

Murong Xitian was moved for a moment and lowered his head, his lips fell on her hot pink face.

Xia Ziluo was stunned and his head turned blank, and he was just done because of this sudden kiss.

She was stunned, and Murong Xitian was also stunned.

He didn't expect that he would be so self-controlled that he couldn't help but kiss her.

"Dad kissed my mother, so I blushed!" Murong Ze held his face with both hands, looked at Murong Xitian, and then looked at Xia Ziluo, smiling brightly.

But Murong Xin was already standing on the stone bench, holding her father with one hand and her mother with the other: "Dad, I want to kiss too! Mom, I want to kiss too."

"Okay, kiss, I really love you." Murong Xin's words instantly relieved Xia Ziluo from the embarrassment.

She immediately hugged Murong Xin's face and kissed her "baji". Adults should not involve children, and adults should not use their children to accomplish selfish things.

"You have to listen to your mother, otherwise your father will no longer play with you in the future." Murong Xitian breathed a sigh of relief and was almost led by the children.

"Okay." Murong Ze drooped his head, feeling a little aggrieved.

Murong Xin sobbed simply: "Xin'er is wrong. Mom is not angry, dad is not angry..."

This trick was so effective that Xia Ziluo immediately carried her into his arms guiltily and coaxed her softly: "Xin'er doesn't cry, Xin'er did nothing wrong, she just begged her father to draw."

"But my father didn't agree to Xin'er." Murong Xin continued to cry, holding Xia Ziluo's clothes tightly with her little hands.

Murong Xitian held his forehead and felt a headache.

"Be good, it's not that my father doesn't paint for my mother, it's that my mother doesn't like my father's painting for my mother." In a hurry, Xia Ziluo made a random mistake. It seemed that he had been lying too much recently, and he had a little bit of annoying.

"Why?" Murong Xin and Murong Ze asked curiously.

Why? How did she know?

She just said casually whether it’s okay? Oh my God, no wonder the teacher will teach the children not to lie.

Because after telling a lie, you need to keep lying to fulfill your previous lies. Then you fall into a vicious cycle and lie all your life, and eventually your life becomes a huge lie.

Xia Ziluo couldn't answer, and he was so anxious that he turned around. His eyes looked at Murong Xitian without realizing it, looking forward to his rescue.

"That's because your mother is not in good health, she feels that her face is not good, and she doesn't draw beautifully. So dad can't draw her mother anymore. Will dad draw her after she recovers from her illness?" Murong Xitian walked over, loosened her clenched fists, and rubbed Murong Ze and Murong Xin's heads respectively.

"That's it." The children stopped making noise, as if they accepted this explanation.

Xia Ziluo cast a grateful look over.

Just as Murong Xitian also lowered his eyes to her, his eyes met again, and Xia Ziluo's face turned red again.

Murong Xitian was slightly surprised when he saw it. It seemed that she blushed more and more recently?

Moreover, he would always find her peeking at him.

When he was confused, he forgot at all that if he didn't go to see her, how could he find Xia Ziluo peeking at him?

"Will that... continue to draw?" Xia Ziluo hurriedly turned his eyes away and slapped his hot cheeks in annoyance.

Really, why do you always blush like this?

Her shy escape was so cute and innocent.

Murong Xitian was moved for a moment and lowered his head, his lips fell on her hot pink face.

Xia Ziluo was stunned and his head turned blank, and he was just done because of this sudden kiss.

She was stunned, and Murong Xitian was also stunned.

He didn't expect that he would be so self-controlled that he couldn't help but kiss her.

"Dad kissed my mother, so I blushed!" Murong Ze held his face with both hands, looked at Murong Xitian, and then looked at Xia Ziluo, smiling brightly.

But Murong Xin was already standing on the stone bench, holding her father with one hand and her mother with the other: "Dad, I want to kiss too! Mom, I want to kiss too."

"Okay, kiss, I really love you." Murong Xin's words instantly relieved Xia Ziluo from the embarrassment.
Chapter completed!