"seven!"

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"You are so well-behaved!"

With a cunning eyebrow, Baoqi narrowed his evil eyes, "Am I good or my son?"

Little woman, still jealous of her son?

The eyebrows were raised gently, and Leng Xiao lowered his head and hit her forehead with a smile, "Everything is good!"

"Whether perfunctory is it necessary to distinguish between the top and bottom?"

Leng Xiao turned his head and looked at the innocent big birds and little birds in the crib. The smile in his heart had reached a verge of collapse: "Do you dare to be more childish?"

"Dare... Second Uncle, come on, I want to hug you!" He stretched out his arms and acted cute and coquettish. Bao Qi really felt that he was so disgusting sometimes, haha...

However, in the eyes of the happy-looking Master Xiao, some of them are not a problem.

The two people touched their foreheads and lowered something, while the two little guys in the crib next to them listened quietly with different expressions - the big bird had a stern face and frowned slightly, obviously in the style of a father. The little bird sleeps with her eyes closed, and she will occasionally show some baby reflexes and smiles, which is like Baoqi's style.

Different personalities have two identical little faces, and the heroic spirit between the eyebrows is very similar to the second uncle. If we really want to distinguish who is the big bird, who is the little bird, who is the brother, who is the younger brother, the best way is to look, one is cold, one is hot, one has no expression, and the other smiles.

In the ward, the atmosphere is warm and warm, comparable to the spring scenery.

However, things must be extreme—

"Report--"

Outside, it was obviously the correspondent Yan Buer.

"Come in--"

Pushing the door open, Yan Buer first poked into one head and whispered to Leng Xiao.

"Chief, the old man is here..."

He is here?

Sure enough...is it still coming?
Chapter completed!