Zhang Huanhuan's villa is bigger than the Rose Villa.

Biscuit secretly said to Mu Nian'an: "Second aunt, do you think our family is a little shabby?" ”

Mu Nian'an told the child: "What's shabby, how good is the location of our home." One square meter is hundreds of thousands, and our family still has such a big garden and vegetable garden. ”

Roses are planted in front of the door, and vegetables are planted behind the door.

Isn't it better than this villa renovated into the Palace of Versailles?

Ye Lingbi said lazily: "Brother Huan is quite rich." ”

The two villas are connected into one, and they are almost in time for the Ye Mansion.

This villa is developed by Huanyu Real Estate, and a villa is about 60 million. This villa is easily hundreds of millions. And Zhang Huanhuan is not only this property in the capital.

Zhang Huanhuan pressed the fingerprint password: "Ye Dong, it's okay for others to say this, you say this, chill me?" ”

Who can be richer than him Ye Dong.

Quan Shaoting's personal assets are not as much as Ye Lingbi's.

It's not good that the house is too big, and people in the entrance are coming in, and the people in the kitchen can't hear it at all.

Zhang Huanhuan's children sat on the carpet in the living room playing with toys, and when they heard the sound, the two little guys put down the toys and flew over, and one hugged Zhang Huanhuan's leg: "Daddy, you're back!" ”

The milk voice is milky, and it will be cute to death when you listen to it.

Mu Nian'an doesn't like children very much, maybe it's because she hasn't been a mother yet, she only thinks that children are little angels when they laugh, but as long as they cry and make trouble, they are the devil Satan. Moreover, there are fewer times when there are little angels, and there are more times when the demon Satan is there.

She doesn't coax children either, and she doesn't like to tease children very much. Zhang Huanhuan's pair of children are perfect inheritors of their mother's astonishing beauty, they look pink and jade, cute - no, they are very beautiful.

It's a pity that she looks left and right, and still thinks that her little gentleman is a little cuter. The child who doesn't cry or make trouble, is sensible and obedient little adult, and is really her favorite.

Zhang Yike is a little older, five years old this year, and he is very responsible as an elder brother, taking care of his sister everywhere. Zhang Yiai is only two years old this year, not to mention the milk in the milk, she is still swaying when she walks, and she doesn't know how many old aunts and uncles she has to sprout.

But this does not include the old aunt Mu Nian'an, who held the little meat hand of the biscuit, and her eyes were very vigilant.

If this kid makes a fuss, she really can't coax it. Zhang Huanhuan often said that his daughter likes to cry, she cries at every turn, she cries when she is happy, and she cries when she is unhappy. She has long heard the name of Zhang Yi's love for the little devil.

Zhang Huanhuan is also a patriarch who values women over men, and holds his daughter in his arms: "Love love, call people." ”

Zhang Yi loves a milky voice: "Uncle is good, aunt is good." Hello little brother. ”

Biscuits are old-fashioned: "Hello." ”

Zhang Yike: "Uncle is good, aunt is good." Looking at Biscuit, who was taller than himself, "I'm five years old, what about you?" ”

Biscuit saw through the little broken child's mind at a glance: "I'm seven years old." If you don't want to call me brother, you can call me a cookie. ”

At this age, I like to fight for whether you are older or I am older, the first time I met someone who was older than me, but he didn't let himself call his brother, Zhang Yike liked cookies all of a sudden, and shouted obediently: "Brother Biscuits." ”

The first time we met, the three children got along very well.

This is also to be expected. Judging from the psychological age of at least fifteen or sixteen years old, it is impossible for him to get along with any child. After all, the biscuits are very old-fashioned, not like a child at all, like a teenager.

Zhang Yike pulled the biscuits, and Xianbao seemed to take out the toys of the transformers, robots, remote-controlled cars and remote-controlled airplanes in his place: "Brother Biscuits, take home whatever you like, and I'll give it to you." ”

Biscuit didn't have any interest in these toys, but he didn't want to disappoint Zhang Yike, so he chose a robot with a little bit of technology: "Xiaoke, thank you, I want this." ”

Zhang Yike was arrogant: "Take it!" ”

Ye Lingbi noticed that his godson had a wrinkled little face, painfully playing with Zhang Yike's toys.

It is quite painful for a child who is mentally old to be fifteen or sixteen years old to play with toys with a five-year-old child.

Zhang Yiai is very attached to her daddy, as long as her daddy comes home, she must lie in her daddy's arms, and if she doesn't play any doll iPad games, she has to let Zhang Huanhuan hold her. Zhang Huanhuan is her favorite toy.

Ye Lingbi was lying on the sofa without treating himself as an outsider at all, squinting at his daughters Zhang Huanhuan and Zhang Yiai opposite, and squinted his peach blossom eyes: "Hey, why do I think this scene is so familiar?" ”

Zhang Huanhuan tilted her head and asked her daughter to put on makeup on her face: "It's not like Mr. Mu, who will only sit in the arms of Mr. Quan as long as the power is always there." ”

Mu Nian'an gritted his teeth: "Don't think that if I am at your house, I will not dare to do it." Warning both of you, don't die! ”

Zhang Huanhuan didn't have time to change his clothes, so he was pressed on the sofa by his daughter as a makeup model, and he was quite happy.

Mu Nianan felt as if he had seen Quan Shaoting who had a daughter in advance.

If she really gave birth to a daughter, probably the Blood Emperor would also turn a hundred steels into finger wrapping, what Huanyu Group, what business territory, he didn't want it at all, so he willingly gave his daughter a toy at home every day.

Perhaps it was not the demon concubine who really made the king not come to court earlier, but the eldest princess.

To be a guest, you have to have the attitude of being a guest, you can't be like Ye Lingbi, the old man seems to have to go to the sofa and wait for dinner.

Mu Nian'an rolled up his sleeves: "Where is the kitchen, I'll go and help Sister Xian." ”

Zhang Huanhuan took the time to point her in the direction, and then continued to play with her daughter with a smile full of wrinkles.

Ye Lingbi pouted: "The case has been solved, I don't like girls." I just like my goddaughter. ”

Brother Huan's daughter is very cute, but he doesn't have the slightest idea of hugging and teasing. But if it's Shaoting and An An's daughter...... Mom, I don't dare to think about it, my heart is going to melt, I'm going to die.

Zhang Huanhuan hugged her daughter vigilantly: "Yes! You just like your goddaughter, don't like other people's daughters! ”

The girl he likes is crazy, and his father can be mad!

Ye Lingbi: "............"

Fuck, I'm not that fucking brute, going to a two-year-old kid.

Zhang Yike glanced at the sofa aggrievedly, and continued to bow his head to play with the transformers in his hand.

Biscuit touched someone's head angrily: "Is your daddy eccentric sister?" So is my family. My second uncle dreamed of a niece, but unfortunately my mommy gave birth to me. ”

Zhang Yike raised his head, his little face was confused: "Brother Biscuit, I didn't understand what you said." ”

Cookie: "Even my daddy is more partial to my sister." ”

Zhang Yike: "Brother Biscuit, what about your sister?" ”

Cookie: "It hasn't been born yet." ”

Zhang Yike: "??? ”

This complicated relationship really gave Zhang Yike, who was only five years old, a headache for a while.

Over there, Mu Nian'an went into the kitchen to help Lin Xian. But Lin Xian has been taking care of this family alone for many years, and she is a perfect housewife, so she can't help, so she chats and talks to Lin Xian next to her.

She didn't regard Lin Xian as the actress Lin Xian, but as the wife of her good friend. This made Lin Xian feel very comfortable, and Lin Xian also knew that it would not be her husband's boss who could come to her house as a guest, but her husband's friend, so the two quickly chatted very well.

Lin Xian said while stir-frying: "I heard Xiao Huan say that you are ready to have a child?" He complained to me a lot, saying that because you were trying to get pregnant, he had to quit smoking for some reason. ”

Mu Nian'an's face flushed: "Quitting smoking is good for your health." ”

"Yes, so I want him to quit smoking completely by taking advantage of this opportunity." Lin Xian pointed to the plate next to him: "An An, help me hand it over." ”

Mu Nianan handed her the plate: "Sister Xian, I'll be honest with you, I'm still a little scared in my heart." When you gave birth to Xiaoke and Aiai, did it hurt? ”

"To say that it doesn't hurt is definitely false, it's impossible not to hurt. But now I can get painless injections, and when I was the eldest child, I didn't suffer too many crimes. Lin Xian smiled and said, "When I gave birth to the second child, I didn't suffer any crimes." Water birth, have you ever heard of it? I think it's pretty good. You might want to consider taking a look. ”

What the hell is giving birth in the water, Mu Nian'an is the first time I've heard of it.

Lin Xian told her: "Since you are going to get pregnant, you have too many things to learn." I'll pull you into the group when I go back, the group of novice mothers and expectant mothers, you watch slowly and learn slowly. How to do it during pregnancy, how to do it during childbirth, especially during confinement, you have to take care of it. It's not easy to nurse a baby, you have to be mentally prepared. ”

Mu Nian'an: "...... Good. ”

The last thing she worries about is the baby, anyway, she has the right to be young. He's a man who pulls a cart of biscuits. The matter of nursing the child, she is ready to hand it over to Quan Shaoting.

Speaking of children, Lin Xian obviously talked more: "When I gave birth to the eldest child, I was thirty-six years old, which is considered an overage mother. Xiao Huan accompanied me in the delivery room, and he cried several times. As soon as I cried out in pain on my side, he cried. knelt on the ground and took my hand, and kept telling me that if I didn't give birth, he wouldn't want this son. I'm going to be laughed at by him, it's time for him to say that if he doesn't give birth, he won't give birth? The whole delivery room couldn't laugh. ”

Mu Nian'an was about to laugh: "But this can also see how much Manager Zhang loves you." He loves you more than you children. ”

"Come on, he doesn't love the boss." Lin Xian pouted: "You didn't see it outside?" He spoiled his daughters to heaven. Usually he is very eccentric, how many times have I scolded him, it is useless! How uncomfortable the boss is, there is no way, I can only be more partial to the boss. I can't make the boss feel that my parents love my sister more. ”

Mu Nian'an: "............"

I don't want to talk about it, no.

"An An, I've often heard Xiao Huan talk about you, so I know a little bit about your character." Lin Xian saw that she was embarrassed, turned off the gas, and gently held her hands: "What you're afraid of is not the pain of having a baby, but that you have other concerns, right?" ”

Mu Nian'an hesitated for a moment and nodded slightly.

Lin Xian smiled: "I'm not afraid to tell you, I suddenly became a mother who was nursing at home from a movie queen, and I couldn't accept this change of identity for a while." I had postpartum depression and I couldn't accept this change for a long time. I guess that's probably your concern, right? ”

Mu Nianan didn't know how to describe it: "Probably about the same." ”

"If your husband loves you enough, then you don't need to have any worries. When I was the eldest child, Xiao Huan was always by my side, not only with me, but also gave me spiritual support. Your husband is the foundation that supports you. Lin Xian said: "Xiao Huan loves me enough, so I spent that time relatively easily." An'an, does your husband love you enough? ”

At this moment, the last bit of worry in her heart completely disappeared.

Mu Nian'an's tone was firm: "Hmm! He loves me enough! ”