Yifeng Fushang spread out his palm, and many colorful candies instantly appeared in his palm, but in a moment, he immediately looked at his palm and his eyes lit up.

"Mother, mother!" she suddenly began to scream, as if she was about to jump off Azusa Branch.

The soft sound seemed to hit Feng Fusheng's heart for a moment, and I saw that his palms trembled slightly, and the expression on his face seemed to freeze.

"Isn't it! She's going to call her mother!" Azusa didn't expect this little thing to suddenly start working together again, which was really surprising!

"Mother, mother!" the little thing seemed to be very excited, and screamed indiscriminately at the candy in the palm of the wind.

These two or three mother's kisses made Zizhi follow the wind and float, and the two of them seemed to be deep in the soft clouds, and there was a feeling of fluttering fairy, but this little thing was called a lot, and even after that, Feng Fushang found that there was a problem.

He suddenly picked up the candy, so that the moon could not see the thing, but he didn't expect the little thing to be excited all of a sudden, and almost stood up from Zizhi's body, wanting to rush to the front of Feng Fushang to snatch back the candy, and shouted vaguely in his mouth: "Mother, mother!"

Azusa also suddenly noticed the problem, "She ...... Is she calling Candy Girl?"

Not calling her?

"It seems that it should be. Feng Fushang said with a smile.

Zizhi suddenly seemed to be deeply shocked, originally thought that her daughter suddenly opened her mouth to call her mother, it must be because her daughter likes herself more, so that Feng Fushang will be jealous of this, but I didn't expect that my daughter would indeed call her mother, but she called candy, not herself!

Seeing that her daughter seemed to be a little anxious, two small hands rushed forward and began to pick up Feng Fushang's fist, and Feng Fushang naturally would not embarrass her, so she opened her palm and paralyzed the candy in front of her.

The little thing immediately smiled.

"Yue'er, this is candy, not a mother. He smiled helplessly.

Feng Fushang was not jealous at this time because of the title, Zizhi was a little jealous, in her daughter's heart, she was not as good as candy!

"Why are you suddenly upset again?" he asked, looking up at Azusa.

Zizhi reached out and pinched her daughter's fleshy little face, she was concentrating on holding the candy in Feng Fusheng's hand, completely ignoring why someone was pinching her face, it didn't hurt anyway.

"I'm not as good as candy in her heart!"

Feng Fushang smiled helplessly, "You are her mother, is it possible to compete with candy?"

It's true that you can't compete with candy, but how can this little thing be called a mother casually?

"Yue'er, is it okay to call her mother again?" Zizhi insisted on letting Yue Yue call himself a mother correctly.

But the little thing's gaze didn't want to fall on her at all, staring directly at the candy, ignoring her.

"Yue'er is still young, and she is already very smart to be called her mother, but she can't tell the difference for the time being, and when she is older, she will know who her mother is. Feng Fushang reached out and touched Zhuyue's head.

Since knowing that the month by month will be called the mother, Zizhi suddenly focused all her eyes on the dust of the body, these two children were born at the same time, since the month of the month will be called the mother, I don't know if the dust will be?

Compared with his daughter's liveliness, his son is obviously much calmer, holding him in his arms without crying or making trouble, and calm.

"Chen'er, call my mother. She sat down on the table, his big black grape-like eyes blinking at her, his little pink mouth motionless.

"Chen'er, mother. Azusa pointed to herself and guided him.

But Zhuchen still just looked at her and didn't say anything.

"It's strange, Chen'er is as big as Yue'er, but why does Yue'er call her mother, but Chen'er really doesn't?" she said with some disappointment.

"What's the matter? so depressed again?" Feng Fushang walked over at this time, and smiled at his little lady with a depressed expression.

"Why do you say that Yue'er is called a mother, but Chen'er really can't?" Moreover, as a boy, it is too strange to be so quiet!

"Yue'er is a ghost, and it's normal to learn quickly, Chen'er is just quieter, maybe she can scream, but she doesn't want to say it. He walked over, picked up Zhuchen from the table to his arms, then looked at him with a smile and said, "Did you say that Daddy was right?"

Dusty seemed to be able to understand Feng Fusheng's words, and after he finished saying this, he suddenly moved his gaze to his face, and then showed a faint smile.

"Dusty seems to like you more. Azusa suddenly noticed.

Her son rarely smiled in front of her.

"Mother, mother!"

seems to feel that his father and mother suddenly all paid attention to his weak brother, and suddenly stood up on the edge in the cradle month by month, and then roared and screamed in his throat, and only the word 'mother' came back and forth in his mouth.

Since Zizhi knew that in her heart, her mother could represent anything, not referring to her alone, Zizhi didn't have so much hope and expectation.

But her daughter suddenly called, and she still had to pay attention.

"What's wrong?" she had no choice but to carry her out of the rocking bed, and after the little thing came out of the cradle, she was in a hurry to go to the wind.

"You want your daddy too, don't you?" said Azusa a little angrily.

But as soon as she hugged her in front of Feng Fusheng, she didn't know that this little thing suddenly reached out and threw it towards her own brother.

"Mother, mother!" "Mother, mother!" was still screaming in her mouth, reaching out to bully her brother.

Zizhi hurriedly hugged her to distance herself.

"Yue'er, how can you bully your brother?!" Zizhi said with some anger.

But Zhuyue didn't seem to be afraid of Zizhi at all, and stared at Zhuchen with a pouting eye.

It's not that he is afraid, but he looks at her without saying a word.

I started to be a little unhappy month by month, holding two small hands to hug the wind.

No wonder I want to bully my brother all the time, it turned out that I saw my father holding my brother, so I was angry and jealous!

Zizhi was helpless, and exchanged with Feng Fusheng, in exchange for himself to hug the dust, Yue'er's little thing is too noisy, when she was in her arms, she couldn't wait to jump up and down, but as soon as she arrived in Feng Fushang's arms, she was immediately well-behaved and lovely.

"It seems that our family's favorite person Xiao Yue'er is also Daddy. Feng Fushang said a little proudly.

Zizhi snorted coldly and didn't speak, and then went to tease her son.