"You, you don't have to be so strict! It's not as serious as you think. Everyone is so curious about your children because they respect you." Mu Yutian turned her head slightly and showed a gentle smile to Murong Yanxing, "Otherwise... a boy of such a big one would be interested in a little baby, right?"

Murong Yanxing raised his eyebrows lightly and snorted, his eyes falling on Murong Jinyan in Mu Yutian's arms.

Being curious and wanting to see the baby is certainly not a problem, the biggest problem is...

This little brat actually cried at him, but looked at others and laughed!

I smiled so brightly, but I still don’t know who his father is!

Murong Yanxing stepped forward and reached out to pinch the baby's little face: "Smile!"

"Ahhhh!" The little guy twisted his head. Although it was an unconscious action, he looked like a child in the rebellious period, turning his head arrogantly to his father.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Murong Yanxing stroked the little guy's head with his hand.

"Ah puff!" Murong Jinyan "puff" twice, and frowned again to express his strong dissatisfaction.

This time, his little hand was really expressing his strong dissatisfaction with Murong Yanxing.

Murong Yanxing took a deep breath and told himself to calm down.

He reached out and clenched the little guy's waving fist: "The little guy likes to swing his fists, right? In another eighteen years, you will come and swing your father with your fists again!"

Mu Yutian looked at the interaction between Murong Yanxing and Murong Jinyan, and she was really... funny and laughed.

"Enough, why are you doing the severance?" Mu Yutian took away Murong Yanxing's hand, "How old are the baby? How old are you? Why are you bullying him!"

To use a popular name now, Murong Yanxing, Murong three years old, it’s too much!

He is obviously a wise and powerful army leader, so why does he seem so naive in front of his son!

Murong Jinyan seemed to be able to understand the current situation. It was his mother who was educating her father and giggled twice with pride.

"It's because of such a big deal that I don't have a lesson. What's the point of getting older in the future?" Murong Yanxing twitched his lips, "What are you laughing at!"

"Um...um..." Murong Yan was punished with fierce words. Murong Jinyan coughed, sobbed, and began to pout and cry with grievance.

"Okay, you've had enough. Just say a few words occasionally. What if you really dare!" Mu Yutian raised her chin at him and snorted.

Without further ado, Mu Yutian turned around and continued to coax the child: "Oh oh, baby, don't cry or cry. Dad is having fun with you. He loves you too much, how can he be willing to bully you? Do you want to drink grandma?"

Mu Yutian turned around and went to feed the child.

Murong Yanxing looked at the intimate interaction between the mother and son and felt the crisis deeply.

Murong Jinyan has only been less than a month...

If you can speak in the future, won’t you be angry to death?

"Okay, okay, why not do this." Mu Yutian turned around and looked at Murong Yanxing with a dark face, and couldn't help but smile.

She raised her head and kissed Murong Yanxing on the face, "Don't be bothered with the little baby guy."

Murong Yanxing received a bonus from Mu Yutian's kiss, so he naturally felt better.

Mu Yutian hurriedly carried the baby to Murong Yanxing: "You kiss too?"
Chapter completed!