Yan Hanxi: "..."

That's going too far!

His temples throbbed, and he then held his forehead.

Headache.

He Jing suppressed a laugh: "He's crying like this, you should quickly think of a way to comfort him."

She's already coaxed the third one.

Yan Hanxi Mo directly took the baby out of the cradle and gently patted the baby's back. The baby gradually stopped sobbing and stared at him blankly.

Yan Hanxi said irritably, "What are you looking at? You're the only one who's naughty."

The baby poked his cheek and giggled.

After Yan Hanxi comforted him, he prepared to put him back in the cradle. However, as soon as he saw Yan Hanxi's posture, he started to cry. Yan Hanxi had no choice but to hold him in his arms.

Holding one baby in one arm and trying to soothe the next with the other, Yan Hanxi, after realizing that using toys to soothe this one was also ineffective, resorted to the same trick, picking up the next one as well, one in each hand.

Ten minutes later, the other staff members of the childcare center finally arrived.

Pushing open the door, one sees the legendary Crown Prince of the Yan family sitting on the floor, oblivious to the dust, with babies crawling all around him. If any baby shows signs of crying, he picks them up and puts them on his shoulders for a little horseback ride. If you ignore his expressionless face, everything seems so harmonious.

The staff member was shocked: "Young Master Yan... Young Master Yan."

Yan Hanxi raised her eyes and glanced at them casually: "I will fund the installation of soft cushions in all the rooms of the nursery and expand the rooms to include baby play facilities."

That way, the next time the baby cries, just throw them into the play area and the problem will be solved.

The staff member was overjoyed: "Thank you, Young Master Yan."

Yan Hanxi removed Xixi's hand, which was climbing on him and pulling his hair, and replied calmly, "You're welcome."

He Jing looked at Yan Hanxi and found it more and more amusing. The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was unruly and arrogant, always acting like he was "so cool and cocky" to everyone, but he actually had to admit defeat in front of Bao Bao.

Hmm... I'll definitely be a good dad someday.

Yan Hanxi chased the staff out and suddenly shouted, "Model student!"

He Jing said, "Should we put the baby back in the cradle? But we need to change their clothes and wipe their hands first, and also check if they have..."

"Were you laughing at me just now?" Yan Hanxi asked seriously.

He Jing's beautiful eyes curved into crescents, but she tried hard to suppress the curve of her lips: "Pfft, no."

Yan Hanxi picked up the baby from his arms and stood up. He grabbed He Jing's hand, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and said with a hint of danger, "I heard you. You were laughing at me just now."

He Jing's lips curved into an increasingly wider smile: "Really not."

Yan Hanxi said, "Then why don't you look at me directly?"

He Jing retorted, "Didn't I look at you?"

"No."

All right.

He Jing had no choice but to stop dodging and look directly at Yan Hanxi.

Her cheeks were flushed, and the smile in her eyes hadn't faded yet.

Suddenly, her jaw tightened as Yan Hanxi grabbed it and lifted it up. Before she could react, Yan Hanxi kissed her.

The boy, who was a head taller than him, had extremely aggressive eyes.

He seemed genuinely angry; his ears were even red with rage.

The unfamiliar warm touch assaulted her lips, and He Jing instantly froze.

What is he doing?

He actually kissed her!

"Hmm..."

Yan Hanxi gripped her wrist with one hand and supported her shoulder with the other, not allowing her to escape. He kissed her lips hard, like a starving wolf cub.