Chapter 383

"Yes, of course!" he said, throwing the steamed stuffed bun high in the air and catching it steadily.

A family of three is happy.

Feng Jiuxi suddenly thought in her heart, if only Ziyan were Yanqing's own son.

At the same time, I thought of the previous thing in my heart. A sharp and tentative opening flashed in my eyes, "I found that the longer Zi Yan is, the more like you."

Yan Qing's heart jumped fiercely, and his face was slightly stiff, but only for a moment, he recovered his calm, "really? Maybe I love him more. Haven't you heard that the more children like, the more they will be like."

These words pushed Feng Jiuxi's temptation back.

But who is Feng Jiuxi? He also knows his ability to observe words and colors. Just now he saw a different look on Yan Qing's face, and he already guessed in his heart.

She just didn't understand that if the man a few years ago was really Yan Qing, and they were married now, why didn't she want to admit it?

It seems that she needs to test more.

Thinking like this in his heart, Feng Jiuxi turned off the topic again and deliberately showed a trace of dissatisfaction on his face. "We're going back tomorrow. We agreed to spend our honeymoon like this. Tell me how to compensate me."

Seeing that Feng Jiuxi didn't tangle with the life experience of small steamed stuffed bun, Yan Qing finally breathed out a breath in her heart.

Let's talk about the future. He's afraid that if he confesses now, ah Jiu will be angry and should turn against him

"There are four countries in this continent. Each country has different customs. Otherwise, we won't go back to the East neighboring country tomorrow. I'll take you to other countries."

Feng Jiuxi just wanted to agree, and saw the small steamed stuffed bun. After hesitating for a while, he sighed, "it's better not to. Zi Yan is so small that it's not suitable to run around with us, and it's not suitable to separate from us."

Visiting the four countries can't be done in a few days and months. Ziyan is only three years old and can't stand such a rush. He has to practice spiritual power and learn a lot from his father.

Yanqing understood her concerns. Holding Yanqing in one hand, he freed up one hand and rubbed Feng Jiuxi's hair. He said softly, "listen to you. When Ziyan is older, I'll take you to visit the four countries."

"Uh huh."

Looking at the warm family of three, lengluo silently closes the door outside the door——

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In the evening, Feng Jiuxi and Yan Qing slept with a family of three. After all, they were still young. They felt the father's and mother's love for the first time. They were happy that they didn't sleep until midnight.

Sometimes I turned over to see feng Jiuxi, and sometimes I turned over to see Yan Qing's cold face. I was very happy.

In fact, Yanqing didn't sleep. When the meat body of the small steamed stuffed bun turned over carefully, his heart was sour.

Just open your eyes, just right for the clear eyes of xiaobaozi.

The steamed stuffed bun grinned at him and shouted, "Dad, haven't you slept yet?"

The voice is very small, afraid to wake up Feng Jiuxi in his deep sleep.

"Can't Zi Yan sleep?" Yan Qing whispered.

"Mm-hmm." the little steamed stuffed bun nodded, "it turns out that it feels so good to have a father. I'm bullied. I can sleep with my father and mother with the protection of my father. I've never felt this warmth. Ziyan is no longer afraid of being laughed at by others. I'm a child without a father."

The child's simple words deeply hurt Yanqing, and his heart immediately tangled up.