I saw a white behemoth, rushing out of it—

She subconsciously protected Yun Chuxin.

Nangong Hanxi said coldly at this white behemoth: "Haohao, don't scare the guests. ”

Haohao?

Not the name of this white tiger, of course, but ......

The young man riding on the white tiger is named Nangong Zihao.

The little boy raised by a wealthy family rode a white tiger at the age of five, which is really terrifying.

After Nangong Hanxi finished speaking, a little boy in a tuxedo climbed down from the white tiger.

The little boy is slightly taller than Yun Chuxin, but he is also immature, and the flesh on his face is soft.

The personality is the same as Nangong Hanxi, cold and unsmiling.

He looked at Yun Xiaoye and Yun Chuxin, and at the same time, Yun Xiaoye and Yun Chuxin also looked at him.

Wow, what a cute girl-

Wow, what a terrible blue boy paper-

Nangong Zihao put his hands in his pockets, like a little adult, walked to Yun Xiaoye and Yun Chuxin very "maturely", the gentleman stretched out his hand and bowed, and said, "Welcome to my castle, two beautiful princesses!" ”

"......" The men of the Nangong family, one by one, is more flirtatious than the other, and Mu Feng feels that he is a little ashamed of himself.

"Forehead......" Yun Xiaoye smiled, perhaps because the two babies were five years old, so she was also very kind to Nangong Zihao.

"Hello, baby."

Yun Xiaoye squatted down, wanting to hug Nangong Zihao.

Mu Feng wanted to stop it, after all, Nangong Zihao was Nangong Hanxi's only son, and his personality was also inherited from his father: he didn't like to be approached.

He wanted to make a move, but Nangong Hanxi grabbed him.

"How?" Mu Feng withdrew his hand a little unnaturally.

In public, why do you have to pull and pull with a man, hey!

Nangong Hanxi didn't speak, and his eyes kept falling on the woman squatting on the ground.

She has a long, large red wave with a soft texture.

As for why Nangong Hanxi was so clear, because he touched the whole ...... with his hand Eight and a half days!

Inexplicably, Nangong Hanxi felt that his hands were a little soft.

Xiao Zihao didn't like others to approach, but when he smelled the smell of Yun Xiaoye, he had no way to resist.

I even felt that my eyes were a little sour.

"You want to hug me?"

Nangong Zihao raised her little chin arrogantly and looked at Yun Xiaoye intently.

Yun Xiaoye's red lips hooked, and said, "If you don't want to, then I won't hug you." ”

"Ma Ma is not allowed to hold him, he ...... He ...... fiercely, "Yun Chuxin ran over and grabbed Yun Xiaoye's hand that was still in mid-air.

Nangong Zihao frowned: "Sister, what you said is not right, I think so handsome, people love flowers and flowers, how can they be fierce?" ”

is also a five-year-old baby, raised by the ice demon Nangong Hanxi, and raised by the gentle and atmospheric Yun Xiaoye, it is different.

"......" Yun Xiaoye couldn't cry or laugh, and hugged Yun Chuxin into his arms.

"Okay, mom just doesn't hug him. But, in exchange, you have to apologize to this little brother. ”

Yun Chuxin pouted, fleshy, Nangong Hanxi looked distressed.

"Why, what did I do wrong?"

Yun Xiaoye explained word by word: "Look at people to see their hearts, you can't judge people by their appearance, Xinxin just looked at his appearance, and said that he was fierce, this is not okay~"

This woman......

Her gentle and careful teachings really made him feel a sense of quiet time.

How warm it is for a family of four to be together, but there are always uninvited guests.