President, Mrs. is dancing on your grave with five little babies.

Gu Jiangfeng snapped his fingers, "If all the moles on Tuantuan's face are wiped off, won't they look exactly like Xiao Yuanyuan?"

In this way, his last assumption was correct.

Maybe Tuantuan and Bo Xiaoyuan had switched identities before, that's why the heart attack comes and goes.

Bao Sibai nodded, raised his feet, and walked straight to the side hall.

On the chaise longue, the three little guys lined up, all asleep.

Especially Tuan Tuan, whose little face was flushed from sleeping, with crystal teardrops hanging from his slender eyelashes. Although his face was full of moles, he was still so pitiful, which made people feel a little suffocated.

Bao Si Bai looked at her condescendingly, recalling the mole on the little guy's face before, it was indeed different.

Could it be that it was really painted?

Bao Sibai was full of doubts, and stretched out his hand, wanting to touch it with his hand.

"Daddy, what are you doing?" Bo Xiaoyuan suddenly called out at the door.

Like a calf, she rushed over and hit Bao Sibai's arm with her head, and then protected Tuantuan behind her, "How can you touch a girl's face casually? relative?"

Bo Sibai: "..."

Bo Xiaoyuan was a little flustered, but she still tried her best to keep her face sullen, "Don't touch Tuantuan."

"She's my daughter now, so it's okay to touch my own daughter?" Bo Sibai said in a deep voice.

Bo Xiaoyuan was dumbfounded and didn't know how to reply for a while.

At this time, Bao Si Bai walked forward slowly, intending to pass Bo Xiaoyuan and touch the mole on Tuantuan's face.

At the very moment, Song Runian's exclamation came from the other side of the main hall.

Bao Sibai immediately turned around and walked towards the main hall, not caring about looking around.

But when she walked into the living room, she realized that the reason why Song Runian exclaimed was because Gu Jiangfeng gave her medicine, and it hurt too much to hold back.

This woman, who endured for so long without making a sound, is now rather delicate?

Bo Sibai stepped forward with a snort, looked at Song Runian who had tears in his eyes, "Does it hurt so much?"

"Of course it hurts. If you don't believe me, try it and run a few hundred meters while being dragged by the car to see if it hurts too." Song Ru Nian muttered.

Bao Sibai's eyes were stained with sullenness, "You know it hurts and you still drag the car, you are a pig's brain."

"I... I was worried about the child at the time, so I didn't think about it that much at all, hiss—"

Before he finished speaking, Song Runian shivered from the pain of the hydrogen peroxide poured on the wound.

Bo Sibai was extremely irritable, and turned to look at Gu Jiangfeng, "Can't you find a gentle way to apply the medicine?"

Gu Jiangfeng died of grievances, spreading his hands, "I'm just a doctor, not a god, and I can't control the medicine that irritates the wound. You love my wife, so you can't take it out on me."

Bao Sibai's eyes darkened instantly, and he said coldly, "Why do I feel sorry for her, I just think she is too loud."

Hearing this, the light in Song Runian's eyes instantly dimmed.

She thought that the reason why Bao Si Bai came back in such a hurry to find a child for her was because he cared a little bit about her.

But now it seems that Bo Sibai has no such intention at all.

Otherwise, why would it bother her to make noises when she was hurt?

"Young Master Gu," Song Runian raised his eyes and smiled at Gu Jiangfeng, "You continue to take the medicine, I feel much better now, and I won't make any noise anymore."

Even if it hurts like hell, she will hold back and swallow all the sound into her stomach!