Lu Liangwei saw that he was so happy, and knew that Ji'er must not have cried this morning.

She was also happy about that.

In recent days, Jill has not rejected them as much as before, and it is a good sign that she can stay with them for a long time in the absence of the seventh day of the new year.

After holding Yin'er to the princess, Lu Liangwei got up and stretched out his hand to Ji'er, "Ji'er, come, come to the arms of the queen mother." ”

Jill was playing with a jade pendant in his hand, which was carried by the dragon martingale.

Hearing Lu Liangwei's voice, Ji'er raised her beautiful black eyes and looked at her quietly before stretching out her little arm.

Lu Liangwei was cute by her reaction, and her heart was suddenly soft.

Holding Ji'er's soft little body into his arms, Lu Liang glanced at Long Martingale a little provocatively, as if to say, look, Jill also likes me to hug her.

Long Ying'er smiled, but he didn't say anything, because he hugged Jill all morning today.

He turned around and picked up Yaoyao, who was lying on the couch playing with a windmill.

Yaoyao was fiddling with the colorful windmill, and when she saw him, she immediately lost the windmill in her hand, and her little hands reached his hair, and then grinned at him, babbling in her mouth.

"It seems that Yaoyao likes her father very much." Lu Liangwei saw Yaoyao's reaction and was sincerely happy.

Long Ying held Yaoyao in the crook of his arm, and when he heard this, he glanced at her, "You don't like it?" ”

Lu Liangwei: "......"

She glanced at the palace man and the two nurses next to her, and glared at him with some shame.

Don't look at any occasion, the private words between husband and wife, can you wait for no one to say it?

Long Ying looked at her embarrassed appearance, the corners of her mouth hooked an arc, and said to the princess: "Hold the little prince to me, and you all retreat first." ”

Grandma Wang stepped forward as she said and hugged Long Yin to him.

The dragon martingale took it with one hand and sat with his son on his lap.

Long Yin glanced at him lazily, then closed his eyes with little interest.

For his son's cold attitude, Long Martingale is used to it, and he doesn't care about it.

Seeing that her brother wanted to sleep again, Yaoyao hurriedly loosened her father's hair and grabbed her brother's shirt instead, babbling and not knowing what she was talking about.

After the nurse and the palace people retreated, Lu Liangwei got up and sat next to Long Martingale with Ji'er, so that the three brothers and sisters could get closer.

When Jill heard Yaoyao's noisy voice, she couldn't help but look up, and saw that her sister was messing with her brother, and she couldn't help but reach out to grab her brother's shirt, and her mouth was not far behind.

Long Yin was impatient with the quarrel between his two younger sisters, so he simply opened his eyes.

A pair of inky black glass-like eyes, quietly looking at the two younger sisters, as if thinking, see how long you can make trouble.

Lu Liangwei looked at his son's young age, and Taishan collapsed in front of him, and his face did not change calmly, and he looked at Long Martingale in surprise.

"Was it that you were so quiet when you were a kid?" She felt that Long Yin was more like the emperor. Not only the facial features, but even the temperament is similar, and the clues have been revealed at a young age.

Long Martingale shook his head, "I don't remember much, but I shouldn't be as lazy as him, you see he wants to sleep at every turn, lazy." ”

"What lazy? He's just quieter. Lu Liangwei didn't like him talking about his son like that, his lips pursed, and he was a little dissatisfied.

"I said he couldn't do a word?" Long Ying raised his eyebrows, if it weren't for the two children in his arms, he really wanted to touch her face, this girl has already given birth to three children, and she is still so cute.

"Of course not. Yin'er is so well-behaved, I have never seen a child as well-behaved as him, you should be content, you can't criticize him. Lu Liang snorted slightly, "Moreover, if Yin'er is lazy, it is also inherited from you, and you must have been lazier when you were a child." ”