Two children under two years old, in addition to eating and playing every day. Of course, with the passage of time, they will also grow up and will be sensible one day.

Wu Xiaomin saw that the two children had already wet the clothes they were wearing, so she hurriedly called the nanny, and the two of them hugged one of them, carried the two troublemakers back to the house, and changed their clothes again.

But in less than a minute the two little ones ran out again, and they ran to the gate, and stood by the iron gate, all the while looking at the road in the distance. They seemed to understand something, and in the evening, when the sun went down, they would run to the door, because they knew that at this time, Daddy would definitely return.

Sure enough, in less than two minutes, a black limousine drove in from a distance.

Seeing the familiar car, the two children waved their little hands and kept calling for their father.

Mo Yixuan parked the car at the gate, he got out of the car, and the tall figure quickly covered the small body of the two little guys.

He had just gotten off work, and as usual, he was wearing a delicate suit, which was straight and looked very handsome. At the age of 29, he looks a little more mature man, and since he returned to the Mo family by fate, his face is not as cold as frost as a year ago, and has become much softer.

"Dad......" As soon as Yuan Yuan saw his father get out of the car, he ran over with his legs, hugged his father's legs, raised his little brain, and blinked his eyes.

Ye Ye also ran over, but he just pulled his father's pants, opened his mouth, and called out to his father in a low voice, which was far less loud than when he just saw the car.

He bit his lip, he didn't smile as happily as Yuanyuan, and he seemed to be afraid of something, and after a while, he let go of his little hand, and then stood aside, with his head down and not knowing what to think.

Mo Yixuan stretched out his hand and touched Yuanyuan's little head, his eyes were full of the joy of being a father, he stretched out his wide palm, held Yuanyuan, and asked, "Have you eaten, Yuanyuan ......?"

Yuan Yuan looked at his father and nodded vigorously, but immediately shook his head again. No, he didn't eat, he just drank a little milk.

"Dad, hungry ......" Yuan Yuan patted his little belly and told Dad that he wanted to eat.

Mo Yixuan saw the child's cute appearance, and the corners of his mouth quickly bloomed with a happy smile, and he took the fate and walked inside.

But after walking a few steps, Yuan Yuan stopped, as if thinking of something, and looked back at his little friend Mo Ye.

Ye Ye was still standing at the iron gate at this time, he didn't seem to notice that his father and Yuan Yuan had walked a few meters away, he just lowered his head, and his little hands pulled a button on his clothes, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Ye Ye ......" Yuan Yuan saw that Ye Ye did not move, waved his little hand, and shouted loudly.

Only then did Mo Yixuan notice the child he ignored, he turned around, and his eyebrows suddenly tightened.

He looked at the child's small appearance, and somehow his heart suddenly felt as if he had been bitten by something, and he stabbed inexplicably.

"Ye Ye, come here." He shouted at the seemingly distracted child.

Ye Ye raised his head at this time, looked at his father and Yuanyuan, and then walked over slowly.

Mo Yixuan stretched out his other hand and also took the child, although it was not his own child, but this child has been calling him father since he learned to speak.