Conan’s Guilty Points System

The two girls are only two years old, so how can they hold a ten-month-old baby. Even if they can hold it, they dare not let them hold it. This is a baby, not a toy.

Heiji smiled softly, knelt down and touched the heads of the two daughters: "You two are not allowed to do bad things. Sister Yukino is still young. When she grows up, I will play with Lea and Kumiko."

"Dad, I want to be an older sister to protect Sister Yukino, just like Sister Ya and the others protect us."

"Yes, yes, Dad, we can also protect Sister Yukino."

The two girls looked at Heiji seriously.

Heiji nodded dotingly: "Well, Lea and Kumiko are the best. But you are still young. When you grow up a little, will you protect your sister Yukino?"

"But, Kumiko can already protect Yukino's sister."

Kumiko pouted and said.

"So is Leah. Mom says Leah is very good."

Leah looked confident, and Xiaolan's praise for her gave her unlimited confidence.

Haibara Mi handed her daughter Yukino into Heiji's arms, squatted down and comforted the two little girls: "Little Mei's mother promised Leah and Kumiko that when sister Yukino can walk, she will come with you to play, okay?"

Leah and Kumiko pouted, a little unhappy.

Heiji hugged his youngest daughter for the time being, and looked at Yukino's constantly dancing little hands with tenderness in his heart.

Ya Ya Ya!

Seeing Heiji, Yukino seemed very happy and kept waving her little hands.

Seeing her daughter's cute little appearance, Heiji couldn't help but bowed her head and kissed her daughter's little hand, which made Yukino even happier.

Hai Yuanmei comforted the two girls and stood up with tenderness on her face.

Chapter 0920 Daughters' Lily Project!

In a grove outside the manor, Heiji was holding his daughter Yukino, and Haibara Mi was wearing a long pink dress and women's canvas shoes, gently holding Heiji's arm, looking at his man and the daughter in his arms from time to time, Happy face.

"Heiji, shall we sit at the cliff?"

Heiji looked at Haibara Mei and nodded gently: "Well, let's go."

There was a lot of wind on the cliff by the sea, but Xuenuo was wrapped like a small zongzi, and was carefully protected by Heiji in his arms, so he wouldn't be hit by any wind at all.

A family of three sat on a bench, Haibara Mi hugged Heiji tightly, her long hair fluttered, and her delicate and beautiful face exuded a strong maternal brilliance.

"Heiji, do you think Xuenai will be as powerful as Xiaoya and the others in the future?"

Haibara Mei rested her head on Heiji's shoulder, and her jade hand gently helped her daughter tidy up the collar, her face full of tenderness.

Heiji smiled helplessly: "Xue Nai is your daughter and I, don't you have confidence in yourself?"

Hai Yuanmei pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Of course I have confidence in you, but I don't have confidence in myself, if I don't teach Xuenuo well, she will find out that her sister is so powerful in the future, will she be sad? "

Said, with a hint of apprehension in his tone.

Haibara Mi is now like all mothers, she is beginning to worry about her daughter's future, and she is also considering whether she will have problems with her daughter's education. Anyway, it is the problem that mothers start to worry about.

"Otherwise, I'll let Sister Yingri and the others teach me, okay?"

Haibara Mi is very unconfident in herself.

Heiji smiled helplessly: "Have you seen Yingri and the others teach Xiaoya to others? Family education is the one where you gather together and give Nizi a unified education. But the child's character is still shaped by the mother himself. It's a mother-daughter interaction."

"But, I'm not good at teaching. What if Xuenai is too different from her sisters and sisters in the future?"

Haihara Mi stared at her daughter tightly, her beautiful eyes full of worry.

Heiji lowered his head and kissed Haibara Mei's thin lips, and gently released: "You have to have confidence in yourself, Xuenai definitely hopes that her mother will teach her personally, she will be very smart in the future, don't worry."

"Okay, don't do it anymore. My daughter is hungry and misses her mother."

Yukino kept raising her little hand in Heiji's arms, and her tender little mouth kept touching Heiji's heart, very cute.

Haibara Mi was taken aback for a moment, she quickly hugged Yukino in her arms, and without any hesitation, she took off her clothes and started feeding her daughter, her face full of maternal brilliance.

Anyway, he and Heiji are old and married, so she doesn't have any scruples.

Heiji smiled softly, and hugged Shirahara Mi in his arms, helping her to shield her from the sea breeze, with a soft expression.

A family of three sat quietly on a bench. There was a row of railings in front of them. Behind the railings was a cliff of nearly 20 meters. Below was a vast ocean. .

This scene is picturesque, warm and touching.

In the bedroom, there was a high-pitched scream, which would have been heard by the girls long ago if the soundproofing was not good.

For a long time!

With a cry, the battle dust fell to the ground.

Heiji hugged Elena, who was gasping for breath, with a helpless expression: "You're really not afraid of letting them hear."

Elena quietly crouched on Heiji's body, not even wanting to move a finger, she was looking forward to it.

"I'm in a dangerous period today. You have to let me have a baby."

Heiji's face suddenly turned dark: "This is not the first dangerous period, and I have nothing to do."

This pregnancy is not a family game, how can you say that you can get pregnant when you want to.

Elena gave him an unhappy look: "Hmph, I don't care, I have to get pregnant."

With a wicked smile on Heiji's face, he turned over suddenly: "If that's the case, then don't sleep tonight."

Elena was stunned for a moment, then her eyes blurred again.

A war begins again.

The two of them didn't know that in the five girls' bedrooms, they were plotting a big event.

"Sister Ya, will Dad scold us like this?"

Vivio was a little worried.

"I'm also worried. What if Dad scolds us?"

Qiuyue is a little melancholy...

Illya covered the sheets with a firm expression: "It's not now, when we grow up, Dad may not scold us anymore."