Shangguan Xi walked out of the villa, saw the long white figure not far away, and saw him staring at his deep and red eyes, that moment---

She found that she could no longer move away.

Even, more obsessed/obsessed than he once looked up at the dazzling on the stage.

It turns out that time is still there, and she still loves him......

……

Shangguan Xi let go of his hand.

The little soup dumpling and the little meat bun looked at each other obviously excitedly, and then ran towards the tall figure not far away, shouting happily,

"Whew~~~

Daddy, here we come! ”

In front of the sports car not far away, Ji Shaojue squatted down and opened his arms towards the small soup dumplings and small meat dumplings.

Until a long, long time later, Shangguan Xi will never forget this scene.

Thin sunlight---

The father hugged the two children in his arms tightly, with a loving gaze, which was the most beloved and cared for baby in the world.

The children were in their father's arms, lying on their father's broad shoulders, fading away from all incompatible maturity or indifference, and enjoying the deepest fatherly love that belonged only to them......

……

Ji Shaojue looked at the small soup dumplings and small meat dumplings in his arms, his sad eyes were even more painful, his Adam's apple was mixed, and his voice was hoarse.

"I'm sorry, beautiful baby, beautiful daddy is late......"

The red lips that were trying to raise were even more dazzling and bleak.

Yes, in the café, Rong Yancheng was right.

He is too confident and even conceited! Take it for granted that it was all his!

However, he didn't think about how she had spent the past two years alone with small soup dumplings and small meat buns!

Even, when Xiao Tangbao was diagnosed with congenital heart disease just after birth, when she cried and fainted outside the ICU intensive care unit, he was still lingering in the women's pile......!

But let another man save his child!

The pair of eternal demonic/charming narrow eyes, but at this moment, they have never been depressed, like a loser.

"Young Master Ji, you don't deserve it at all!

Unworthy of being Xi'er's husband! Not worthy to be a father to his children! ”

Rong Yancheng's words, like a nightmare, kept repeating in his ears over and over again......

……

Looking at the sad cheeks of the beautiful father, the little meat bag nose was sour.

Wow~~~ It's distressing.

The little meat bag touched Ji Shaojue's face with his paws, and his purple eyes blinked,

"Beauty father, don't say I'm sorry, the ignorant are not guilty, you didn't know you had me and my brother and two sons before~~~"

The corner of the little soup dumpling twitched when he heard it,

"Brother, are you comforting the beautiful father or stimulating the beautiful father, people didn't know their existence until they were sad→_→......"

The corners of his twitching eyes simply rolled horizontally.

Ji Shaojue's eyes turned slightly, and he landed on the other little bun in his arms, and apologized to him, because even he couldn't forgive himself......

"Little soup dumplings, I'm sorry, Daddy Beauty really doesn't know."

……

The little meat bun decisively covered his mouth with one paw, and couldn't help but snort. Little soup dumpling rolls her eyes and finally realizes that she just said the wrong thing?

The little meat bun silently turned his head at a forty-five degree angle, lay on Ji Shaojue's shoulder, and squeezed the tears that were rattling in the corners of his eyes.

The little soup dumpling looked at the young lord again last season, and said coolly,

"'I'm sorry' is to say to others, we are family."

Suddenly---

Ji Shaojue was stunned! Then laughed.

The corners of the mouth that were originally stiff were slowly hooked, fading away the sadness, gratitude, and emotion that were broken and submerged.

They're family, so they'll never need the word "I'm sorry."

The cool little face of the little soup dumpling also smiled innocently, just like children of the same age, looking up at the father who silently admired in his heart.

……

Beside him, a certain one who turned his head and burst into tears shrugged his shoulders innocently, and looked at his brother with blinking purple eyes in adoration.

Sure enough, it's still my brother's cow/coaxing.

People don't talk much, but they directly hit the point, unlike him, who is broken and dripping into his mother-in-law's mouth, and he is trying to stimulate people all day long......

The fleshy little paw "piachi" slapped on the door of his head, and he looked like an old and heavy man who "let me be quiet", but the little mouth that was provoked smiled strangely brightly.

Young Jue Ji stretched out his hand and rubbed the broken hair of the small soup bag,

"Son, does it hurt?"

What Ji Shaojue asked was, when Xiao Tangbao had a congenital heart attack, did it hurt?

All of a sudden, Xiao Tangbao's smiling little face froze! He didn't even tell Mommy, only Little Meatbag knew.

At that time, even though he had just been born, it was probably because it was really painful during the seizure, or for other reasons, it was like being imprinted in his memory, it hurt, it really hurt......

……

Looking at the little soup dumpling's suddenly stiff little face, Ji Shaojue already knew the answer.

Heart, suffocating!

The wide palm hugged the little man in his arms even harder, and his hoarse voice was firm,

"Son, the beautiful father will definitely cure you!"

The stiff little face of the little soup bag was stunned, and a trace of crying sounded from the little mouth that was bitten hard,

"Yes, Daddy Beauty."

Young Lord Ji also nodded, hooked his red lips, pretended to smile sexually, and tried to comfort his cold and handsome eldest son,

"Son, although you are the same as Lao Tzu, you are absolutely perfect super male gods!

But when it is so sensational, the beautiful father allows you to lie in Lao Tzu's arms and cry brightly for a while~~~"

As he spoke, Ji Shaojue gently pressed the back of the little soup dumpling's head, pressed it into his shoulder socket, and hugged the little man tightly.

Young Lord Ji felt a pain in his heart.

The clothes on his shoulders were warm and wet, and the little body of the villain was finally twitching and shaking sadly in his father's arms.

A certain small meat bun also saw that his eyes were sour, his nose was even redder, and he stretched out his little hand and touched his brother's back, patting it gently.

……

Shangguan Xi walked in front of the father and son.

The little soup bun and the little meat bun looked at each other, nodded tacitly, and then held hands, and gave the beautiful father to Mommy very discerningly.

Shangguan Xi looked at Ji Shaojue, called his name, and in his indifferent voice, there were more other feelings,

"Young Master Ji, are you still sad in your heart?"

Ji Shaojue's back stiffened!

Even if the little soup and meat buns just said, they don't blame Daddy, but he also blames himself! Hate himself!

Shangguan Xi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he stepped forward and approached him even closer.

Raising his arm, he hugged the man's stiff shoulders, and the gentle thin hand ran gently down his back.

At this time, she also wished that she could be hugged tightly by him like this.