Instinctively, he dodged away and hid behind the rockery.

The heart seems to jump out.

A feeling of being a thief made him unable to stand any longer, and he walked quickly.

Ji Nan happened to come and saw Mo Shu looking at the rockery on the other side of the pond and asked, "What is the princess looking at?" ”

Mo Shu shook his head, "It's okay, it's probably an illusion." ”

How did she feel that she had seen Yu Siqiao?

The feeling that just gave her was clearly the feeling of Yu Siqiao......

But when I looked up, there was no figure at all.

The babies were well fed and drunk, and soon fell asleep again.

After feeding the children, Mo Shu didn't bother to make dinner, so after letting the little girls make a little bit casually, even after dinner, he took the children who woke up and went out for a walk.

In the evening, by the pond.

The fragrance of lotus is overflowing, and today's wind is exceptionally cool.

All of them danced swords by the pond, their long hair flying, and their white robes were full of grace, dancing with a fairy spirit.

Seeing his father, the little sugar pot babbled and shouted again, and stretched out his little claws towards the sky with a flat mouth.

Mo Shu hugged the small sugar jar and said, "What do you want to do?" ”

The little sugar pot replied matter-of-factly, "Whew! ”

Ji Nan covered his mouth and laughed, and said, "The eldest young master is answering your words." ”

Mo Shu picked up the little sugar pot vertically, and the little sugar pot immediately kicked his legs and shouted towards Junkong: "Ah! Babble! ”

The little honeypot also babbled and stretched out her hand, stretching out her little paw towards Gunku.

It seemed that Junkong had just noticed that two small things that were still suckling were yelling at him, and stopped moving.

They were all sweating profusely, looking at their mother and son, their eyes sinking slightly.

Mo Shu walked over and said, "Good swordsmanship." ”

All of them bowed their heads slightly, which was an answer.

Mo Shu saw his sweaty face, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and said, "Wipe it." ”

Junkong lowered his head and looked at the square handkerchief in her hand.

On the snow-white handkerchief, an ink-colored lotus flower is embroidered, and next to it is an ink character.

He paused and reached out to take it.

Holding up the handkerchief, he smelled the smell of milk.

This smell of milk made him involuntarily emerge in the afternoon.

Under the ink-colored placket, the white skin seemed to shake his eyes......

All of them stiffened slightly, and they didn't dare to wipe it, so they hurriedly threw the handkerchief back and said, "Thank you." ”

As he spoke, he was leaving.

"Ahh When the little thing saw that he was leaving, he shouted loudly, and then looked like he was about to cry.

Mo Shu hurriedly said: "Don't go, the children want you to hug, can you hug them?" ”

Jikong felt a little unhappy inexplicably, and even his voice sank a little, and said, "Why, I'm not their father!" ”

Mo Shu's heart seemed to be stabbed hard.

Ji Nan also felt a little hurtful, but he also knew in his heart that he was not young.

The child finally began to cry and screamed at the back of Minakura.

Mo Shu suppressed the emotions in his heart, stepped forward, and said, "Anyway, I am also your savior, help me coax the child, isn't it too much?" ”

Junkong straightened his back a little, and finally, as if he had found an excuse, he turned around.

The two little ones were twins, and they even cried exactly the same, and when they saw him turn around, Qi Qi stretched out his hands to hug him.

Junkong's heart, which has been forcibly frozen by himself in the past few days, has suddenly warmed up a little more.

The two little things were taken over, and the little sugar pot sobbed a few last times, and nestled in the crook of his father's arm