Mi Zang Jiao Wife: Baby Where to Escape

  Lu Yichen was eager to see through. He opened his eyes and didn't see Jiajia come by three poles in the day. He was guarding the shadow of the little room full of childishness of two babies, and everyone was going to get moldy.

  If he didn't know that the old fox had a bit of weight, he would suspect that he was slapped.

  Until the two glutinous rice dumplings rubbed their sleepy eyes and got up on time, took care of their nanny Xiaoling, and Aunt Wu came upstairs to dress and wash the two little guys, Lu Yichen walked out of the shadows with a dark face.

   "Dad is earlier than that!" Xiao Yuxu pressed her head against the chicken coop, rubbed her eyes with her tender little hands, and beckoned to the father standing aside. Aunt Wu was holding her little hand and taking her to brush her teeth and wash her face.

  Xiao Chenchen stuffed a pocket toothbrush in her mouth, and a mouth full of children's toothpaste foam, staring at her dad curiously with her big blue eyes, she didn't know what she was talking about.

   "Brush your teeth well, or you will get cavities." Xiaoling patted Lu Chen on the back, tilting her head to coax him to brush his teeth.

  Lu Yichen saw a pair of children, depressed slightly, he stretched out his palm and touched his son's little furry head.

  Jiajia saw a pair of children, she should always come back to visit, why didn’t she come back last night? Is something delayed?

  Xiaoling looked at the white gauze on his forehead, and there was still a shadow on the bottom of his eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night, and she was surprised and distressed. "Master, you might as well take a rest, I will take care of the two children."

  Lu Yichen looked sideways out of the window, ignoring Xiaoling's words.

  He suddenly felt that his trouser legs were tight, and the little daughter held one of his legs, with her puffy face up, and her big eyes blinked at her father. "Dad, I have a headache."

  She pointed her little finger to her forehead, and then pointed to the gauze on Lu Yichen's forehead.

  Lu Yichen almost forgot about it. When he went to Li's house last night, Marshal Li didn't see it, and he didn't think about it. Now when he was reminded by the child, he suddenly felt that Marshal Li already knew what was going on?

  He picked up his little daughter, touched her soft little face, looked at Xiao's wife’s little face, and smiled. "Dad doesn't hurt."

   "Little Yu Blow Blow." The little guy pouted his mouth and blew on Lu Yichen's forehead. Lu Yichen couldn't laugh or cry for a while.

   "Little Miss is so good." Aunt Wu looked at her and smiled without stopping.

   "Xiao Chen is good too." Lu Chen brushed his teeth, rinsed his mouth, wiped the foam on his mouth with his little hand, and ran to his father's feet to hug him.

  Lu Yichen put down her daughter, asked her to brush her teeth, squatted down, and wiped the residual foam on Xiao Zhengtai's ruddy lips. "Wash your face. Mommy will come back to see the baby today. Mommy doesn't like dirty babies..."

  A pair of small dumplings with bright eyes, holding their white and tender little hands, cheered and ran to the bathroom.

  Lu Yichen looked at and smiled. Perhaps it was really blood-line nature. These two little ghosts could easily be handled by Jiajia.

   Xiaoling stood aside, smiling on her round face, but the smile under her eyes was a bit contemptuous.

  Unexpectedly, because of that face, the young master would really let the two children be called the mother of the woman named Laird.

   Thinking of the voice that came from the young master’s room when the woman came home last time, she secretly hated that face.

  If she doesn't have that face, what is she?

  I don’t know what confuse the two children are, and it doesn’t work much if she hints that it’s not their mother.

  It must be the woman who said something to the child.