"Huang Ziwei, where do you want to take your sweet baby?"
Ai Lei and Ai Ping suddenly blocked Huang Ziwei, who was holding the baby, at the door of the cabin and yelled angrily.
Huang Ziwei was startled, a trace of annoyance flashed across his face: "Why are you still here?"
"Huang Ziwei, you're too cruel, aren't you? This darling is only a few years old, and you actually want to kidnap him?"
"I didn't! I just..."
"What happened to my dear? What did you feed him?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? He just has a high fever..."
"What?"
Ai Ping and Ai Lei rushed forward and grabbed the baby who was sleeping with a high fever. "Oh no! Why is it so hot?"
Huang Ziwei was caught off guard and instinctively took a few steps back.
Looking at the sweet baby in Ai Ping's arms, his eyes rolled and he was about to leave in a panic: "I have returned the person to you. What happens to him in the future is none of my business."
"You little brat, you haven't learned anything at such a young age. You even dared to kidnap a child. You really deserve a beating."
Huang Jiajun stopped Huang Ziwei and slapped him in the face without any hesitation.
He had already felt that something was wrong, and he felt inexplicably irritated. He tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.
So he wanted to go out for a walk in the yard.
As a result, as soon as I walked out of the room, I heard a quarrel outside, so I ran out in a hurry.
But when I saw one of the Ai brothers holding a little boy of five or six years old, my heart skipped a beat and I had a bad feeling.
Sure enough, the door of the cabin was also open.
Huang Ziwei stroked his slapped face and yelled in dissatisfaction: "Why did you hit me? I..."
"Huang Ziwei, you'd better pray that your little darling is okay, otherwise, no one can save you."
It’s not that Ai Lei wants to scare him, but the identity of this good boy is really not simple. Even if they don’t want to make a fuss, his family will definitely not end up so easily.
"I...he has a fever on his own, what does it have to do with me?"
"How could he have caught a fever if you hadn't tricked him away and locked him up?"
"this……"
"Shut up!"
Huang Jiajun was furious and yelled at Huang Ziwei, then looked at Ai Ping anxiously: "Little brother, take the child to see a doctor quickly, don't let him get his brain burned.
As soon as the voice fell, a quick and bright voice sounded not far away: "What's wrong, dear?"
"Yuebao, my dear has a high fever. We need to go see a doctor right away!"
"What?"
Ai Yunyue's expression suddenly changed. She hurried forward and reached out to touch Guaibao's forehead: "It's so hot!"
"Wuwu, sister... I'm scared... Mom... Wuwu..."
Guaibao moved his body uncomfortably, but kept mumbling.
"Hurry up and take him home to take medicine."
"good!"
As Ai Yunyue passed Huang Ziwei, she felt an unprecedented surge of anger in her heart, and her face was even more fierce and cold: "Huang Ziwei, I didn't expect that you have such a vicious mind at such a young age. Sooner or later, you will pay the price for your actions today..."
Huang Ziwei's face turned pale, but he still felt a little unwilling in his heart, because he didn't do it on purpose.
So, he pursed his lips and was about to refute, but he was frightened by the creepy aura of the person opposite him, who was like a Shura, and instinctively took several steps back.
"you……"
"Huang Ziwei, right?"
Di Nuochen looked at him expressionlessly, his eyes becoming unfathomable, but no emotion could be heard: "What courage! I hope you will always be so lucky!"
Huang Ziwei was so frightened that his whole body turned cold: "..."
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