Chapter 124 You, You Are Not Allowed to Think
Meng Mingshu suddenly felt something was wrong. Why did she always have the illusion that she had fallen into a trap?
In order to prevent Xiao Yan from doing something wrong, Meng Mingshu quickly spoke:
"Xiao Yan, I...I miss my child."
Xiao Yan smiled and patted her back soothingly: "Okay."
"I'll have the child brought here."
Not only Meng Mingshu wanted a child, but Xiao Yan did the same.
After the child was mentioned, the warning of danger finally disappeared.
Before mentioning the child, she was alone with Xiao Yan, and the two of them were alone.
There always seemed to be a vague ambiguity in the air, which made Meng Mingshu feel dangerous.
Xiao Yan clearly did nothing, just looked at her, and Meng Mingshu's legs sometimes felt weak.
I have been bullied by Xiao Yan too many times, and some of the memories are too vivid.
So whenever Xiao Yan appeared in front of her, Meng Mingshu always felt that he might treat her like this again.
She would also unconsciously think of those things and make herself blush.
"Mother!"
“Daddy!”
Tuan'er ran towards the two of them with his short legs, like a little firecracker.
Xiao Yan squatted down, caught Tuan'er and held her in his arms.
He threw her into the air again and then caught her.
"Daddy, wow wow, Tuan'er wants to be higher."
Cheerful laughter like silver bells kept ringing in the bedroom, and the atmosphere was filled with joy and happiness.
Meng Mingshu supported herself with her arms, rested her chin on the bed, and looked at the father and daughter with a smile.
Only when Tuan'er was finally tired of playing did Xiao Yan put him on the bed.
"Mom, Tuan'er misses you so much."
"Hold me, mother!"
As soon as he got on the bed, Tuan'er kept snuggling into Meng Mingshu's arms.
Meng Mingshu also hugged her daughter tightly:
"Mom misses Tuan'er too."
Tuan'er popped his little head out from Meng Mingshu's arms:
"I want daddy to hold me too."
Xiao Yan climbed onto the bed and held the mother and daughter in his arms.
The three of them hugged each other affectionately for a long time before Tuan'er came out of their arms.
Xiao Yan gently reached out and smoothed the sweat-soaked hair on Tuan'er's forehead:
"Our group has grown a bit taller."
Tuan'er's eyes widened, he climbed up from the bed and sat between Meng Mingshu and Xiao Yan, and asked in surprise:
"Really? Has Tuan'er really grown taller?"
Xiao Yan also sat up and felt that his daughter was becoming more and more adorable.
He couldn't help it, and lowered his head to hold Tuan'er's little head, and kissed the top of her head lovingly.
"Daddy, no kissing, you haven't answered Tuan'er yet!"
The little girl covered her head and looked at Xiao Yan accusingly.
"real."
Xiao Yan said seriously: "He has grown a lot taller. Tuan'er can ask your mother."
Meng Mingshu nodded quickly.
In fact, she hadn't seen Tuan'er for only half a month and didn't notice any change in height.
But Xiao Yan spoke so confidently, and his daughter looked at her with such anticipation, Meng Mingshu couldn't say anything to spoil her fun.
Tuan'er instantly became more excited and jumped up and down on the bed.
"etc."
Meng Mingshu was originally supporting herself with her arms, and together with Xiao Yan, she looked at their precious daughter lovingly.
But suddenly Meng Mingshu remembered that she seemed to have forgotten a child.
"Ashu, what's wrong?"
Xiao Yan's gaze shifted from Tuan'er to Meng Mingshu.
"Where's Yuan'er, Xiao Yan? We still have a child..."
Only then did Xiao Yan remember that Meng Mingshu had already given birth.
He had another child.
He had just recovered his memory, but what happened during the period of amnesia was still unfamiliar to Xiao Yan.
So just now, he only ordered to bring Tuan'er over.
Tuan'er stopped dancing instantly, "Oh, yeah, where's your brother?"
"Tuan'er misses his brother too."
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The little guy was still sleeping when he was brought here.
The chubby little face is white and tender, and bubbles are occasionally blown at the corners of the mouth, which makes it look particularly soft and cute.
Meng Mingshu and Xiao Yan put Yuan'er in the middle, and the three of them surrounded him.
Xiao Yan stretched out his finger and carefully poked Yuan'er's face.
"Is it cute?" Meng Mingshu asked, holding her snow-white cheek.
Xiao Yan nodded. For some reason, at this moment, his whole heart seemed to be filled.
"Yeah, he and Tuan'er looked a lot like each other when they were little. They both look like you."
Xiao Yan's voice was very gentle, with a smile on his face:
"Just like you, with a beautiful nose, beautiful eyes, and beautiful everything about you."
Meng Mingshu's eyebrows are curved:
"Of course, the good parts are like me, and the bad parts are like you."
Xiao Yan shook his head:
"There's nothing wrong with the child you gave birth to."
Meng Mingshu smiled, looking at Xiao Yan's eager gaze, she asked:
"Xiao Yan, do you want to hug him?"
Xiao Yan looked eager and nodded.
Xiao Yan really wanted to hold the baby, after all, this was his and Meng Mingshu's child.
But Xiao Yan was worried that his daughter would be unhappy, so he looked at Tuan'er.
Tuan'er tilted his head and asked doubtfully:
"Daddy, why are you looking at Tuan'er?"
Meng Mingshu picked up Yuan'er and handed her to Xiao Yan:
"Don't worry, our group won't be unhappy."
Tuan'er finally understood what was going on. She nodded her head:
"Mother is right, Tuan'er is not that stingy."
"My younger brother is also a family member, and Tuan'er likes my younger brother too."
Only then did Xiao Yan feel relieved. He touched Tuan'er's little head and then held the child in his arms.
There was nothing wrong with the way he was holding her, but the movements were extremely stiff.
Meng Mingshu covered her mouth and laughed:
"Your Majesty is so nervous?"
Xiao Yan held the child in his arms as if it were a treasure.
"Well, this is the child you gave birth to with so much difficulty. To me, he is a treasure."
Xiao Yan said this very seriously.
"Ah Shu, thank you for your hard work these days."
Meng Mingshu turned around, her eyes a little red.
"I'm glad you know."
Xiao Yan put the child aside and held Meng Mingshu in his arms.
Wenrou said: "Ashu, I'm sorry."
"I won't have any more children in the future. These two are enough."
Meng Mingshu nodded:
"It's okay actually. Tuan'er and Yuan'er are both very well behaved."
It was very worry-free when these two children were born.
And Xiao Yan also took good care of her.
"I'm very happy to have them both."
For example, at this moment, the children are all around us.
Xiao Yan held her in his arms and coaxed her gently.
Meng Mingshu felt extremely happy.
"Mom, my brother seems to be awake."
Tuan'er reached out and pinched the flesh on Yuan'er's face.
Xiao Yan and Meng Mingshu hurried to see the child.
Maybe it’s because when you open your eyes, you see three big heads above you.
Six eyes stared at him closely and surrounded him.
Yuan'er burst into tears, her face turning red.
Meng Mingshu quickly held the child in her arms: "He must be hungry."
As she spoke, she was about to untie her belt.
But the clothes I was wearing today were not suitable for feeding a child, and it was difficult to untie them with one hand.
"Let me help you."
Xiao Yan reached out to untie the thin belt around Meng Mingshu's waist.
As expected of someone who had solved it countless times, Xiao Yan solved it easily in just a few moves.
Meng Mingshu held Yuan'er and fed him.
Yuan'er's cheeks puffed up and her crying gradually stopped.
But her dark eyes were still filled with tears, and she was sobbing.
Poor and cute.
When Meng Mingshu realized that Tuan'er and Xiao Yan were staring at her, her face turned red.
Her cheeks flushed and she quickly turned away.
Tuan'er's eyes were filled with anticipation as he crawled to Meng Mingshu's side, staring at her eagerly:
"Mother, mother."
Meng Mingshu's heart softened instantly.
Tuan'er didn't say anything, but Meng Mingshu understood what her daughter meant.
My daughter is just over four years old this year and is still a little girl.
She reached out and gently held Tuan'er in her arms: "Tuan'er, come too."
With both children in her arms, Meng Mingshu turned her head and met Xiao Yan's murderous gaze.
He was staring at her without blinking, like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey, his purpose was very obvious.
"You, you are not allowed to think about it." Meng Mingshu's cheeks were hot: "It's none of your business."
Xiao Yan looked at Meng Mingshu with a smile.
It's hard to say.
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