A nap time.

Yang Jun had a dream.

This dream is inconvenient to describe.

He felt itchy nose, and woke up with a sneeze.

I saw two dolls holding feathers in their hands, covering their mouths and laughing.

Yang Jun stretched out his hand to grab the two children and scratched their itch.

"Giggle. Daddy, itchy, Daddy, bad." The girl hiccupped laughingly, and kept saying that Daddy was bad.

The male doll nodded in agreement, hiccupping while laughing.

Yang Jun withdrew his hand and pinched the noses of the two dolls, "Who says dad is bad, dad is treating him in his own way."

"Hey, daddy is bad." The girl said.

"Daddy is bad." The male doll repeated.

Yang Jun laughed, children of this age are so much fun.

"Dad laughs positively, Dad is bad."

"Dad smiles handsomely, dad is bad."

Only then did Yang Jun remember that before he asked the names of the two children, he asked the two children: "Tell Dad, what are your two first names."

The female doll said: "Zhou Nianyang."

The male doll said: "Zhou Nianjun."

Yang Jun's heart seemed to be hit by something.

You can tell what the name means when you hear it.

He never felt that he would be so remembered by anyone.

"Father, your eyes are red." The girl said, lying on Yang Jun's body, pointing to his eyes.

Yang Jun rubbed his eyes, "Just woke up."

"Dad, get up." The girl said again, and the boy nodded beside him.

Yang Jun found out that the daughter talks a lot, and the son sometimes also talks, but most of them are cooperating.

Quite interesting.

"Are you awake?" Yang Jun just sat up holding the child when Zhou Shunan walked in.

Looking at Zhou Shunan, Yang Jun was not only moved, but also felt guilty and owed to her.

Zhou Shunan felt that something was wrong with Yang Jun's eyes, so she walked to the bed and bent down to look at him, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong?"

Yang Jun's gaze was off.

He didn't mean to look at it, but she bent down like this, the collar of this dress is too big!

Yang Jun turned his head and felt his nasal cavity was hot.

"Blood blood, Dad!" the female doll yelled, and the male doll's face darkened, visibly becoming nervous.

Zhou Shunan asked the child to sit next to him, took out two tissues, raised his chin, and dragged the back of his head with the other hand to wipe off the blood.

Yang Jun took the tissue in her hand and stuffed it up his nose.

"Hey you." Zhou Shunan drew two more cards, "You use this clean one."

Yang Jun waved his hands, got off the bed, and entered the bathroom as if fleeing for his life.

Zhou Shunan followed in worriedly. Seeing that Yang Jun was not able to wash his face, he said, "I'll take you to the hospital."

Yang Jun washed his nose and was unable to speak, so he waved at her.

Zhou Shunan worried: "Nosebleed is not a trivial matter, let's go and have a look."

Yang Jun slowed down, washed several times and saw that the bleeding was no longer there, and raised his head.

Zhou Shunan quickly handed over the towel, Yang Jun wiped the water off his face, and said, "I'm fine, maybe the air conditioner is a little dry."

Zhou Shunan sighed, "But the humidity here is quite high, there is no dryness, and the air conditioner is cold, so it won't be dry to this extent, right? You should go to the hospital and I'll get you clothes."

Yang Jun held Zhou Shunan back.

Zhou Shunan looked at him, Yang Jun also looked at her, forced his gaze not to deviate, took a deep breath and said, "I'm telling you the truth, you are not allowed to laugh at me."

Zhou Shunan nodded immediately, "I believe everything you say, and I will never laugh at you, ever."

But the next moment, Zhou Shunan slapped her own face. Although she didn't laugh out loud, she did show her teeth, the corners of her lips were raised all the time, and her face was full of smiles.

There is still shyness in the smile, but it is not obvious.

Can make Yang Joon's nose bleed, it seems she is still attractive to him.

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