Compared with the enthusiasm of Nineteen, Nineteen was much more restrained, but the little hand like lotus root wrapped around Quan Jingwu's neck, pouted and kissed his side face. After a closer look, the silver wire was vaguely visible.

"Good son!"

Quan Jingwu laughed, lowered his head and kissed his tender little face, then raised him up and sat directly on his shoulder.

At the terrifying height, Shiqi was not afraid at all, but laughed happily, waving his hands excitedly.

Jian Qing's eyes turned, holding Shijiu with both hands, letting him hang it directly on Quan Jingwu, and the family of four had a good time.

"Okay, come here first, sit here, Xiao Qing'er, just cooked snacks, come and have some." Rei greeted.

Nineteen was stuck in Quan Jingwu's arms and couldn't come out. Jian Qing smiled helplessly, reached out to hug Qiqi, looked at his little face that was exactly the same as Quan Jingwu, lowered his head and kissed him, and the simple white hand gently touched his little head.

"Seventeen, you seem to be much heavier." She weighed Seventeen, which was much heavier than before she left. It seems that these two little guys have eaten well in more than a month.

"Jingwu, have you had lunch?" asked Old Mrs. Quan.

Quan Jingwu sat on the sofa with Shijiu in his arms, took a small snack for him to chew on, "I've eaten on the plane."

"You two are finally back. Every time these two little guys finish videos with you, the whole old house can hear the cry of the nineteenth." Quan Mingxuan said.

"hehe."

Quan Jingwu gently pinched Shijiu's little face, and a doting light flashed in his eyes, "Little crybag."

It seemed as if he understood his dad's complaints. Shijiu looked up at him and shouted "again", as if he was accusing him of being unkind to leave them on a trip.

"Xiao Qing'er, you just came back. Should you go to wash up first and then go to sleep for a while?" Rey asked.

"It's okay, we're not tired." Jian Qing teased Shiqi and said.

I just brought two little babies to my house, how could she bear to let go?

The next afternoon, the two little treasures kept sticking to Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu. After drinking milk, the four of them returned to the room to take a nap together.

The curtains were pulled up to block the dazzling golden light outside.

On the bed, Jian Qing leaned her body and looked at the two little treasures beside her with soft eyes. Her slender fingertips gently stroked their rosy cheeks and raised the corners of her lips.

Nineteen was not honest when he was sleeping, and he kicked off the quilt. Not long after Jian Qing pulled the quilt over to cover him, the little guy kicked off the quilt again.

Quan Jingwu came out of the bathroom in a nightgown and saw two little babies sleeping soundly, with thin lips pursed into a perfect curve.

He walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, lay down beside Jian Qing, put his arm in his arms, and directly pulled the person into his arms.

Jian Qing habitually leaned into his arms, turned around and rubbed his chest, "Xiao Jing, in a while, let's take Shiqi and the others back to the manor to stay for a few days."

She wanted her mother and grandmother to see the seventeenth and nineteenth, so that they could know that she was really happy now.

"Yes." Quan Jingwu wrapped his hand around her waist, lowered his head and kissed her hair lightly, and a faint fragrance filled his nose.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the sky red, and the family of four slept until they were about to have dinner before going downstairs.

Seeing the two little treasures, Snowball lying on the ground rushed up immediately. Jian Qing held Shiqi with one hand and freed up his hand to touch Snowball's furry head.

"Snowball, have you eaten?"

"Aowu--" Snowball lit his head, his dark eyes circling around Seventeen and Seventeen, wanting to play with them.

Jian Qing and Quan Jingwu put the two little treasures on the blanket where they were playing and sitting. Xueqian immediately ran over. The two little treasures crawled to its side and crawled on its back with all their might.

"All people are here, then let's have a meal." Mr. Quan said.

"Jingwu, you go and eat first. I'll feed them to Seventeen." Rey came out with two bowls of egg custard and said in a warm voice.

Jian Qing reached out to take it, "No, mom, you go and eat first. Xiaojing and I will feed them. We have something to eat in the afternoon and are not hungry yet."

"Mom, let's come." Quan Jingwu helped to get the bowl and echoed.

Rei nodded with a smile in his eyes, followed Mr. Quan and his group into the dining room.

Jian Qing sat down directly on the blanket, holding a bowl in one hand, "Seventeen, nineteen, come quickly, after dinner, Daddy and Mommy take you out to play."

Hearing that he could go out to play, Qiqi and Shijiu quickly got off the snowball, climbed in front of them with their arms and legs, and sat down obediently.

"So good!" Jian Qing chuckled.

It takes almost no effort to feed the two little treasures. During the meal, the two little treasures sat obediently, neither making trouble nor naughty, and could play with a toy in their hands for a long time.

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settle down

"I heard from the servant that my dad went back to the room after a few bites of dinner?" An Zhonghui looked around with the newspaper, and Yu Guang glanced at Zhou Qin.

Zhou Qin nodded expressionlessly, obviously remembering the fact that Old Master An gave Jian Qing a file bag in private.

"Didn't you ask the kitchen to stew some supplements for dad today?" An Zhonghui closed the newspaper and frowned.

"The supplements are still hot in the kitchen, and I will ask the servant to deliver them later." Zhou Qin said.

After hearing this, An Zhonghui was satisfied.

"Dad is old, don't bother with him. No matter how you say Jian Qing and the others are Azhe's children. If you want to ease the mother-son relationship with Azhe, first of all, you should change your attitude towards Jian Qing and the others." He said earnestly.

"What's more, look at An Yu and the others. Which one can compare to Jian Qing and Jian Luo? The huge Jian family group is as rich as the country. How could Jian Qing and the others covet the An family's property? Don't always target them."

He often wondered if he had been better with Jian Qing and his brothers, would the An family not be as uneasy as they are now. On the contrary, with the next generation as excellent as Jian Qing and Jian Luo, their An family would be even more prosperous.

"Zhonghui, am I trying to care about it?" Zhou Qin said dissatisfiedly, "It is clearly that Jian Qing, the dead girl, has been targeting me. She is either straight-eyed or arrogant. No matter how I am her elder, it is hard to be humble to her, a junior."

An Zhonghui looked at her unrepentant look and was furious, and he didn't want to discuss this issue with her again.

"Forget it, I'm sleepy, I'll go back to my room to rest first."

He threw down the newspaper casually, got up and went upstairs.

In the corner where no one noticed, Zhao Xuan hid behind the cylinder and heard the conversation between the two, and a ruthless look flashed in her eyes.

Haha, it turns out that my father-in-law is also on the side of Jian Qing and his brother. Her Ayu is no match for that dead girl Jian Qing. She is such a confused person.

Since you are all partial to Jian Qing and the others, then cultivating her to be cruel.

She snorted coldly and turned to leave.

As the night darkened, the servants in the old house were resting one after another.

A black shadow walked into the kitchen quickly, his steps quietly.
Chapter completed!