Yan Xiaowei took a nap with the two little ones at noon, watching them fall asleep, he stretched out his head to look out the window, Qian Ya was sitting on the stone chair in the courtyard in a daze, and was also looking into the house.

Seeing his mother's lost appearance, Yan Xiaoji's heart pinched again, and he hurriedly stood up and walked out of the yard.

When Qian Ya saw him come out, she sat down busily and said with a smile, "I've delayed your lunch break." ”

"It's okay, I never take a lunch break."

Yan Xiaowei is used to marching and fighting, and never takes a lunch break.

Qian Ya's mood was extremely complicated, and in the face of her son who had been missing for five years, she couldn't recognize her.

"Are you okay?" Yan Xiaoji's voice was a little hoarse.

"Well, that's good." Qian Ya stared at his face fixedly, trying to see the clue.

In fact, his outline has not changed when you look closely, and his eyes can't be covered, but the skin of that face is smooth and smooth, and he doesn't look like a northwest soldier coming and going in the wind and rain at all, so he didn't recognize it at once.

"Sir...... Have you started a family? Qian Ya asked cautiously.

If she starts a family again, it is understandable that she does not recognize Shu Yin's mother and son, but if this is the case, she will not recognize Yan Xiaoji's son.

Her son wouldn't be so ruthless and unrighteous!

The two little guys in the house, as soon as Yan Xiaojie went out, got up together, glanced at each other, and quietly climbed to the window very tacitly, looked outside, and pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.

"Nope." Yan Xiao replied thoughtfully, and seeing Qian Ya's serious appearance, he couldn't help adding, "I have a wife and a pair of children in my family, and it is impossible for them to remarry if I love them very much." ”

When Qian Ya heard this, her hanging heart fell back into her stomach.

Yan Xiaojie was talking about Shu Yin and the two children.

His eyes are still the same as Yan Xiaojie back then, and he is still the good boy.

"Ah, Hanhan, no, my husband has a wife and children." Xingze's eyes widened.

Xinghan looked confused, "Huh? ”

Xingze nodded her head angrily, "It's just that Mr. has children like us at home." ”

"Ahh Xinghan jumped up, and without waiting for Xingze to pull it, the short-handed and short-footed villain slipped out of bed quickly, and rushed out as soon as he slipped through the smoke.

hugged Yan Xiaoji's thigh, "Uncle, Hanhan is the cutest." ”

Yan Xiaoji looked at his messy hair inexplicably, his little face was red because he came out of the quilt, and his face was cute and cute.

Hurriedly hugged her, "I don't wear clothes when I get out of the quilt, I'll be frozen for a while." ”

Xinghan took the opportunity to hug his neck and kiss him the cheek, "Uncle wants Hanhan." ”

Yan Xiaowei doted on her with a warm chest, "Of course, Uncle likes Hanhan the most." ”

"Hmm." Xinghan proudly rushed to Xingze who came out of the house with his clothes dressed, "Uncle likes me the most." ”

Xingze rolled his eyes like a little adult, "Uncle prefers the little baby at home." ”

Yan Xiaoji was stunned.

Qian Ya reacted quickly and hurriedly glanced at Yan Xiaoji.

Yan Xiaojie also reacted immediately, a little helpless for his precocious son, and pulled Xingze with a smile, "Uncle only likes Xingze and Xinghan." ”

Xing Ze looked puzzled, and his little head hadn't figured it out yet.

"Okay, okay, if you don't sleep, hurry up and get ready to go to the private school." Qian Ya hurriedly pulled Xinghan and hugged her to change her clothes.

Yan Xiao looked at his precious son and couldn't help but turn him over, "Xingze is so smart. You have to be good to your mother. ”

Xingze nodded, "I'm a man, I will protect my mother." ”

Yan Xiaojian was happy and sad for a while.

"Then Xingze study hard, Mr. will teach you to read an English poem, and wait for your mother to come back and read it to your mother, okay?"

"Good. That mother will definitely praise me. Xingze applauded excitedly.

"Yes." Scratching his little nose, Yan Xiaowei hugged his son in his arms.

He didn't want to let go, but ...... (https:)

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