Le Zhicheng and the others never contacted Yan Funingyue again. They were obviously trapped by something and could not escape. Yan Funingyue was very careful and would not go out easily. She would also put on makeup to change her facial features when going out to make herself look better.

It looks a little more ordinary.

The three little guys stayed at home every day and practiced in the morning. After breakfast, they started doing their own homework. Ranran held the yellowed little book and tried hard to memorize the words that she knew but did not recognize.

Dabao, on the other hand, justifiably used the computer to help Yan Funingyue do some very useful things from time to time. Erbao held a book in his hand and stood on a wooden stake in the yard, like a statue.

Yan Funingyue prepared lunch on time at ten o'clock. At eleven o'clock, under Yan Funingyue's sharp eyes, the three little guys who were seriously exhausted finished their lunch gracefully and quietly returned upstairs to take a nap.

After waking up from their nap, the three little guys were sitting in the living room writing big letters. They were so well-behaved.

Nowadays, Ran Ran can write all afternoon without being in pain and can't lift her arms, while Er Bao no longer pays attention to this issue and is always improving his own quality, especially being obsessed with Shaolin martial arts, to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

As night falls, the moon hangs high and the stars shine.

The three little guys got out of the quilt, climbed onto a big bed, and looked at the picture on the screen with their heads next to each other.

There was a shadow floating in the air that ordinary people couldn't see, and it slowly moved to the door to look out for the wind.

"Er Bao, everything on TV is a lie. It's acting, not real!" Dabao likes to see the little monk in it, but that doesn't mean he believes it is real.

Erbao frowned and said stubbornly: "There must be!"

"Maybe there is." Ran Ran expressed her opinion weakly.

"Sister is right, there must be some." Erbao grinned, looking a little horrified.

Dabao was very uncomfortable with it, "Er Bao, you'd better stop laughing, it's too damaging to my image!"

Ranran covered her mouth with her little hand and snickered. She knew that the second brother would definitely be laughed at by the elder brother. The second baby rolled his eyes fiercely, turned off the computer screen, and got into the quilt to sleep in a muffled voice.

The poisonous tongue Dabao, hum!

Erbao ignored everyone, and Dabao followed his example and fell asleep. Ranran was still young, but she also knew the difference between men and women, so she pouted and went back to her bed.

Have a good night's sleep and dawn.

Yan Funingyue made breakfast and asked the children to eat. After breakfast, she announced that she was going out.

"Dabao takes care of his younger brothers and sisters. He must be obedient and not allowed to leave the yard."

The three good babies nodded in unison, acting very obedient. Yan Funingyue returned to the room, took out the bag she had prepared, glanced at the three children who were eating, and then opened the door and left.

After breakfast, the three children were still doing what they were doing.

Suddenly, Dabao issued an emergency call: "Come here quickly!"

Dabao exclaimed, and Erbao was so frightened that he almost fell off the wooden stake. Fortunately, thanks to his strong boy skills, he fell to the ground as light as a swallow and walked into the living room with a frown on his face.

"What's wrong?" Erbao sounded very impatient.

"This person looks so familiar!" Ran Ran exclaimed before Dabao had time to answer.

Er Bao moved very quickly and had already sat on the right side of Dabao. His cold eyes fell on the photo on the screen, and his brows were almost knotted into a knot.

How could it not look familiar? This man looks exactly like him!

"Brother, are you like this when you grow up? In fact, you are still very good!" At least she didn't grow crooked, Ran Ran added silently in her heart. Le Zhicheng and the other three never contacted Yan Funingyue again. Apparently, she was taken by someone.

Things got stuck and she couldn't get out. Yan Fu Ningyue was very careful and would not go out easily. When she went out, she would put on makeup to change her facial features to make herself look more ordinary.

The three little guys stayed at home every day and practiced in the morning. After breakfast, they started doing their own homework. Ranran held the yellowed little book and tried hard to memorize the words that she knew but did not recognize.

Dabao, on the other hand, justifiably used the computer to help Yan Funingyue do some very useful things from time to time. Erbao held a book in his hand and stood on a wooden stake in the yard, like a statue.

Yan Funingyue prepared lunch on time at ten o'clock. At eleven o'clock, under Yan Funingyue's sharp eyes, the three little guys who were seriously exhausted finished their lunch gracefully and quietly returned upstairs to take a nap.

After waking up from their nap, the three little guys were sitting in the living room writing big letters. They were so well-behaved.

Nowadays, Ran Ran can write all afternoon without being in pain and can't lift her arms, while Er Bao no longer pays attention to this issue and is always improving his own quality, especially being obsessed with Shaolin martial arts, to the point of forgetting to sleep and eat.

As night falls, the moon hangs high and the stars shine.

The three little guys got out of the quilt, climbed onto a big bed, and looked at the picture on the screen with their heads next to each other.

There was a shadow floating in the air that ordinary people couldn't see, and it slowly moved to the door to look out for the wind.

"Er Bao, everything on TV is a lie. It's acting, not real!" Dabao likes to see the little monk in it, but that doesn't mean he believes it is real.

Erbao frowned and said stubbornly: "There must be!"

"Maybe there is." Ran Ran expressed her opinion weakly.

"Sister is right, there must be some." Erbao grinned, looking a little horrified.

Dabao was very uncomfortable with it, "Er Bao, you'd better stop laughing, it's too damaging to my image!"

Ranran covered her mouth with her little hand and snickered. She knew that the second brother would definitely be laughed at by the elder brother. The second baby rolled his eyes fiercely, turned off the computer screen, and got into the quilt to sleep in a muffled voice.

The poisonous tongue Dabao, hum!

Erbao ignored everyone, and Dabao followed his example and fell asleep. Ranran was still young, but she also knew the difference between men and women, so she pouted and went back to her bed.

Have a good night's sleep and dawn.

Yan Funingyue made breakfast and asked the children to eat. After breakfast, she announced that she was going out.

"Dabao takes care of his younger brothers and sisters. He must be obedient and not allowed to leave the yard."

The three good babies nodded in unison, acting very obedient. Yan Funingyue returned to the room, took out the bag she had prepared, glanced at the three children who were eating, and then opened the door and left.

After breakfast, the three children were still doing what they were doing.

Suddenly, Dabao issued an emergency call: "Come here quickly!"

Dabao exclaimed, and Erbao was so frightened that he almost fell off the wooden stake. Fortunately, thanks to his strong boy skills, he fell to the ground as light as a swallow and walked into the living room with a frown on his face.

"What's wrong?" Erbao sounded very impatient.

"This person looks so familiar!" Ran Ran exclaimed before Dabao had time to answer.

Er Bao moved very quickly and had already sat on the right side of Dabao. His cold eyes fell on the photo on the screen, and his brows were almost knotted into a knot.

How could it not look familiar? This man looks exactly like him!
Chapter completed!