Big eyes and a high nose.
Her hair was jet black and her skin was snow-white.
The five-year-old boy was as handsome as a child star in an advertisement.
Dressed in beige loungewear, his calm expression made him appear less childlike.
He inexplicably exudes a cool and aloof aura.
He just looked at Fu Yanci with a calm expression. Even though he didn't say anything, Ye Li could see the subtle light in his eyes and his obviously cheerful mood.
It's as if it's saying: Dad, you're here!
Looking at Fu Yanci and then at the handsome young man, Ye Li couldn't help but blink.
picture!
They look so alike!
He's practically a miniature version of Fu Yanci!
So, she didn't have to be pregnant for ten months or breastfeed at night, and she got a son for free?
Ye Li was still happily lost in her daydreams when she heard Fu Yanci calling her.
"Ye Li..."
The man affectionately patted Xiao Bao's head, then turned to Ye Li and said, "His name is Fu Muzhi. You can call him Muzhi or Xiao Bao."
"Fu Muzhi, this is Ye Li... You'll see her often from now on!"
"Hello Xiaobao, I'm Sister Pear. Please take care of me from now on!"
As soon as Ye Li opened her mouth, she noticed the man's gaze fixed on her like a hawk.
It's as if it's saying, "Who the hell is 'Sister Pear'? We're from different generations!"
Ye Li didn't care.
She shivered and hugged her arms, then looked at Xiaobao and said, "It's so cold, Xiaobao, can I come to your room to play?"
The little boy slightly raised his eyelids and glanced at Ye Li, neither saying yes nor no.
But Ye Li clearly understood what he meant: Naïve!
Ye Li: ...
When I looked up again, Xiao Bao had already pulled Fu Yanci's hand and entered the room.
Ye Li quickly followed.
The spacious room was divided into three parts: a bedroom on the left and a classroom on the right.
The brightest area in the middle is the play area, which is divided into a clearly defined painting area and a LEGO area.
Several assembled LEGO sets were casually placed in their assigned positions.
In another corner, a pile of odds and ends lay scattered on the ground, and a Hogwarts castle was beginning to take shape.
"You're making pretty fast progress! You've put in so much effort already!"
Fu Yanci looked at him with approval and was pulled over by Xiao Bao to sit on the carpet.
One person was flipping through the instruction manual looking for small Lego pieces, while the other was hammering and banging away.
The atmosphere in the living room was warm and harmonious.
Fu Yanci thought Ye Li would feel uncomfortable, but when he turned around, he saw the girl leaning against a soft cushion, drawing board in her left hand and sketching pencil in her right, biting her lip and drawing, looking extremely focused.
Even just a side profile is as serene and beautiful as a painting.
The slight curve of his lips had just appeared when, as if remembering something, Fu Yanci's expression suddenly darkened.
Fu Yanci was poked in the palm and came back to his senses, only to see Xiao Bao looking at him with a puzzled expression.
Xiao Bao came to the old house at the age of two and lived there for three years. Everyone in the old house, whether it was Old Madam Fu or the servants, could communicate with Xiao Bao without any obstacles, even if he didn't speak.
Fu Yanci was also like that.
Therefore, Fu Yanci could clearly see Xiao Bao asking him: Don't you... like her?
His expression gradually softened, and Fu Yanci remained silent.
Xiao Bao seemed to have already understood.
That's what I like.
But if you like it, why do you look so angry?
Xiao Bao frowned for a long time, looking at himself with an expression that said, "You adults are so hard to understand," before lowering his head and continuing to tap and tinker.
Yes, you should be happy to marry her, shouldn't you?
With his mind wandering, Fu Yanci appeared to be reading the instruction manual, but his thoughts were actually elsewhere.
Turning back again, Fu Yanci: ...
In the painting area, Ye Li had already fallen asleep on the cushions, clutching her easel.
"Alright, you should go to sleep now!"
I glanced at my watch; it was already nine o'clock.
Fu Yanci rubbed Xiaobao's head, and together they put away the tools. He watched as Xiaobao finished washing up and obediently lay back on the bed.
Only then did he get up and go forward to pick up Ye Li.
The moment I stood up, I saw two paintings on the easel.
Fu Yanci's gaze faltered slightly.
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