This time, it's muyazhe's turn and yuntianyou's turn.

Father and son stare at yunshishi, one looks unhappy and the other aggrieved: "what's funny!"

"I think you two are very lovely." Cloud poetry is straightforward.

Yun Tianyou's face is full of grievances. He only opens his arms to Yun Shishi and says in a choked voice: "Mommy, hold you! Daddy is not gentle at all. You are scared! "

The voice of milk, with a cry, is clearly accusing mu Yazhe of "rudeness" in his poems.

Mu Yazhe's lips are thin and light. This little guy has reached a certain level of cultivation.

When facing him, it's always hard.

In the face of cloud poetry, it is a soft tone that is about to drip out of the water.

Such differential treatment is really unfair.

This little milk bag, eccentric!

"Come on, Mommy hug, don't cry!" said Yun

When youyou saw her calling, he immediately pushed away muyazhe, flew into her arms, buried his face in the heart of yunshishi, and rubbed contentedly.

At the sight of this little guy burying his little face in the bosom of yunshishi, he couldn't help but look a little blue.

This little devil, she doesn't choose any place!

Yun Shishi doesn't notice that mu Yazhe's face is a little unhappy. He lowers his head and kisses the little guy's eyebrow. In a soft voice, he says, "you you don't cry, OK?"

"Good! You listen to Mommy! " You you then burst into tears.

"Darling."

Cloud poetry three words and two words, then coax small milk pack "cackle" straight smile.

When he saw this scene, muyazhe gave his lips a fierce puff, but he had no temper at all.

However, I do not know why I saw the bright dimples of his mother and son. His chest was filled with inexplicable emotions.

Small Yi Chen gently hugs him, mu Yazhe bows his head, but listens to small Yi Chen to ask shyly: "Daddy, do you like younger brother?"

Hearing this, muyazhe subconsciously glanced at yuntianyou, then lowered his head, and his handsome eyes showed tenderness: "well, I like it."

"I like mommy, too."

Small Yi Chen says, the small face suddenly floats a silk of tension and temptation: "that Daddy, can we do this all the time? "

Muyazhe raised his eyebrows and said, "Hmmm". Obviously, he didn't understand the meaning of his words.

Little Yi Chen is coy and bashful. He looks down and plays with his little fingers. His voice is dull, but his expectation is very strong: "Daddy, I like this Well Four people together, so happy Can we do that all the time? "

“……”

"How about we keep doing this? Daddy, Mommy, brother, we live in the same home, together, we can be so happy every day. " When he saw that he didn't express his position at the first time, he mistakenly thought that he didn't want to

express his intention. He immediately hugged his arm, raised his head, and pleaded in his voice.

His language expression ability is not as good as yuntianyou's, but muyazhe still understands the meaning from his mouth.

Little Yi Chen wants a family of four to be together forever.

"OK? Xiaoyichen likes mommy and brother very much. Daddy, you also like mommy and brother. So, we will always be together? Never part, will you? "

"Good!" Muyazhe nodded.

As soon as the voice fell, little Yi Chen jumped three feet in surprise: "long live! Long live Daddy! "