"So tomorrow, my sister must remember to kiss me, hug me, and love me in front of my father!" The child tilted his little head, told him seriously in a milky voice, tilted his head again, and patted his little chest: "If Daddy doesn't react, count it on me!" ”

The girl looked at the little guy suspiciously, vaguely feeling that others were big ghosts.

She was skeptical, hugged him to the bed first, and touched his little head, "Okay, okay, let's go to bed first, it's not too early." ”

"Hmm~"

"You don't need me to tell you bedtime stories, do you?"

"Mother...... Ahem, will my sister baa? ”

"No, it won't."

“……”

"But if you have to listen and you can't sleep." The girl touched his little head and said lazily, "I can sing you a tune to lull you to sleep." ”

Sing?

Yan Lin tilted his little head and twisted his little eyebrows, seriously thinking about the fear that had been dominated by the song for two seconds, and immediately his little head shook like a rattle.

"No need! Lin'er will sleep obediently by herself! As if she was afraid that she would speak, the child quickly closed his eyes, and his milky white face puffed up with small cheeks, sleeping quietly and well-behaved.

“………………”

Tut!

The girl who stared at the child for two seconds also closed her eyes angrily, feeling that the child was eccentric and small, and she was suspicious of his words.

But she hugged him honestly, and even felt that to this child-

I can't even hate it.

Obviously, this is Yan Zheng's child.

*

The next day, early in the morning.

The child, who was sleeping soundly in the girl's arms, opened his eyes the moment the man entered the room.

There was no clarity in his round eyes, and he looked at the door vigilantly in an instant.

That look doesn't look like a five- or six-year-old child.

But the moment he saw the comer, the vigilance in his eyes dissipated, and he blinked, and he returned to his innocence in an instant, and returned to the innocent appearance of the five or six-year-old child.

"Daddy." The child looked at him with wide, innocent eyes.

The man who walked in was silent, and after glancing at the child lightly, his eyes fell on the girl who was lying there on the couch with a big grin, and her little arms were still wrapped around the child.

A deep voice sounded calmly.

"Is that her?"

"Hmm~"

“…… Are you sure you're right? ”

"Absolutely, yes!" The child proudly raised his little face, raised his little eyebrows, leaned sideways as if protecting the girl's posture, lowered his voice and milky voice, looked at Yan Zheng seriously and said, "I'm sure, this is my mother!" ”

“……”

The man's emotions were slightly deeper, and his eyes fell on the girl's sleeping face, the little face was really good-looking, but in fact, this person was really as harmless as his face?

“…… You know who she is. Yan Zheng's cold voice sounded.

"Who is she, and does it have anything to do with her being my mother?" The child was stunned for two seconds, but he didn't understand, he just stared up at his father blankly, and after thinking for two seconds, he showed a small expression of sudden realization: "Ah! What does daddy mean...... Daddy may be afraid that she will not be willing to become a mother? ”

The child immediately showed a little expression of disgust, and his milky little face pouted decently.

"That's Daddy, you can't do it! I can't even chase my mother back! ”

“……”

Yan Zheng glanced at him coldly, and suddenly burst out of a sentence.

"Yan Lin."

"Yes." The child sat down instantly, revealing a well-behaved appearance.

"Don't think you're not simple, you suddenly popped up, saying that it was my son, and you said that you are here to help me find your mother, my mother, I will really believe you." Yan Zheng glanced at him lightly: "With your kind of rhetoric, I can't believe you." ”