Daddy, Delivery of Mommy Has Arrived!

Yun Yi smiled lightly and hugged the small dumpling and walked downstairs, "Well, it's not your belly that is calling, but I'm hungry, my belly is calling."

"This lovely little princess, can you show your face and have dinner with me?"

Only then did Xiao Tuanzi curl his mouth and turn his head to give him a look, and he reluctantly opened his mouth.

"Roar, for the sake of mud that is so pitiful, I can barely accompany it."

Looking at Xiao Tuanzi's cute face, Yun Yi's eyes were full of smiles.

Yun Yi doesn't know how to cook, so after asking what Xiaoduanzi likes to eat, he directly ordered a takeaway.

After all, the little girl is still too young, and after another day of tossing with Yun Yi, before she finishes eating, the little dumpling's head is almost stuck in her rice bowl.

Seeing the clearly sleepy person dying, but still holding the spoon and stuffing things into his mouth, Yun Yi couldn't help but sneered.

Standing up, he stretched out his hand and gently touched a few rice grains on her face with soft finger pads.

Then carefully pulled out the spoon in the little guy's hand, gently picked it up, turned upstairs and put it back on the bedroom bed.

In the bathroom, he twisted the towel with warm water, and gently wiped the little guy's face and fleshy hands.

The little dumpling chirped his little mouth twice, as if he was still eating some food in his sleep.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yun Yi looked at the fragrant little dumplings sleeping on the bed, feeling uneasy for a long time.

He did not expect in any case that Rong Yan would eventually return to him in this way.

Although An Ziqi has probably explained to him, he still has an unbelievable sense of unreality until now.

I want to reach out and touch the little dumpling in front of me to make sure that this little guy really exists, not just a dream of his own.

But the moment the finger touched the little guy, he was afraid that he would accidentally wake up the little ball, and he hurriedly retracted his hand again.

the other side.

Xiao Moli finally turned off An Ziqi's mobile phone and threw it aside, as he was about to take his wife back to the room to sleep beautifully.

A white light suddenly lit up in the living room, and then white smoke filled with loud music.

Xiao Moli was choked by the white mist and couldn't help coughing twice, his forehead jumped wildly, he really wanted to hit someone now!

After a few minutes, the large white smoke finally dissipated.

An old man with a white beard, holding a wooden staff in his hand, and riding an elk under him appeared in front of them.

The old man jumped off the elk, took a peek at An Ziqi, and then flexibly walked towards Xiao Moli with a cane.

Xiao Moli's forehead jumped wildly, and he said angrily, "Old man, what are you doing again?"

The old man came every time he came, and the key was that he had to bring his own smoke and all kinds of noisy music that caused his headache.

The old man stepped forward quickly, leaning close to him and said, "Hey, I am also a **** in the heavens anyway, can't you give me some face and don't call me old man?"

Xiao Moli was indifferent, "Then can you cancel your choking smoke and noisy music every time you show up?"

The old man sighed, "What kind of smoke music, it's so vulgar, it's obviously that I bring Xianqi and Xianle.

This is my standard appearance as a god, and of course it cannot be cancelled. "

"Stop talking nonsense, what the **** are you coming here at this time?" Xiao Moli asked directly, twisting his eyebrows.