Ye Yuyao had no choice but to get up and step forward to check.

"Squeak—"

When the door was opened, a small figure in pajamas stood outside the door.

I saw the little figure rubbing his eyes, holding an ugly dinosaur rag doll in his arms, and his small body couldn't help but stir.

Seeing this, Ye Yuyao was stunned for a moment, and then leaned over and called softly: "Yilin? What's wrong? ”

Hearing her voice, Feng Yilin put down his hand, and rushed into her arms and cried.

The little pink face flashed in her sight.

Ye Yuyao was stunned, but soon, she was heartbroken by this sad cry, and she didn't care too much about it, just hugged him and patted his back to comfort: "Why are you crying so sadly?" Is it a nightmare? ”

Feng Yilin was buried in her arms, crying breathlessly: "Woo woo, they ...... Woo Daddy......"

Ye Yuyao was worried when she heard this, picked him up, turned around and went into the house, and asked softly, "Do you miss Dad?" ”

"Hmm!" Feng Yilin nestled in her arms, although her crying became weaker, her body still twitched, and she seemed to be really sad.

Ye Yuyao sat on the sofa and touched the little head in her arms, "Yilin, your father has something to do recently, and he will come back when he is done." ”

Feng Yilin sniffed, "Really? But I heard the uncles who came to my house say that my father was dead. ”

Ye Yuyao's heart tightened, and she frowned: "Don't listen to their nonsense!" I just met your dad in the afternoon, and he's fine. ”

How much did those people look forward to Feng Xuhan's accident?

No wonder that man didn't choose to go back to the main house to recuperate after an accident, it turns out that there are so many people with bad intentions!

When Feng Yilin heard this, he suddenly raised his head, blinked his red eyes and asked, "Really?" ”

"Of course, but keep it a secret." Ye Yuyao looked down at him as she spoke.

In the next second, seeing that cute little face, Ye Yuyao's pupils shrank suddenly, and she exclaimed without thinking about it: "Xiao Heng!?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a small figure walked out of the bedroom in front of him with sleepy eyes, "Ye Yuyao, why is it so noisy?" Who are you talking to? ”

Ye Yuyao raised her eyes suddenly, facing Ye Yiheng's blank gaze.

……

After a while, the little bun in his arms was tired of crying and fell asleep directly.

Ye Yuyao carried him to Ye Yiheng's bedroom bed.

Ye Yiheng followed behind him with his hands behind his back, and said coldly: "Ye Yuyao, I look very similar to him." ”

Ye Yuyao nodded and covered Feng Yilin with a quilt, "Well, it's very similar." ”

She was so shocked that she almost thought she was hallucinating.

These two little buns look almost identical, and those who don't know think they're twins.

Before, she was curious that Feng Yilin looked like Feng Xuhan, but now that she sees it, she does look like Feng Xuhan, but she also looks like her little treasure.

"I also look a lot like his scumbag daddy." Ye Yiheng continued, "But that man is not our father, is he?" ”

Ye Yuyao's eyelids jumped, and her eyes were complicated.

Although there were two suspects, she was still unsure who the man was.

"You're not Feng Yilin's mommy, right?" Ye Yiheng asked suddenly.

Ye Yuyao choked, her gentle gaze fell on the sleeping little face, and she shook her head: "No." ”

She would rather Feng Yilin be her treasure.

But soon after Dabao was born, he was declared dead by the doctor.

Thinking of this, Ye Yuyao's heart was sour, and she inadvertently caught a glimpse of the Ultraman mask on the bedside table.

She was stunned, and then realized: "Xiao Heng, you have been wearing masks recently, don't you want us to find out that you look the same?" ”