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Encouraged by this fire pressure, An Yuanyuan punched and kicked Wen Feixing, as if all this was really Wen Feixing's fault.

Although An Yuanyu's strength was not considered great, Wen Feixing felt flustered by the other party's vented look and the resentful look in his eyes.

Is all this really what he wants to see?

Wen Feixing was talking softly at the side, but An Yuanyuan seemed to be unable to hear a word, and his fists like raindrops were still attacking Wen Feixing crazily.

The situation in front of him has gradually become unclear, and the feeling of fists falling on Wen Feixing seems to have become An Yuanyuan's muscle memory. Seeing that An Yuanyuan couldn't hear anything, Wen Feixing simply stopped speaking and let the opponent's fist Hitting herself, just so that she can breathe out.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Feixing felt that there were fewer fists falling on him, and An Yuanyuan's face was covered with crystal clear tears.

She said there in a low voice, "How could it be like this, how could it be like this."

An Yuanyao kept repeating this sentence, which made Wen Feixing inexplicably distressed. All of this should not be like this, it must be because he said something wrong that made An Yuanyao so crazy.

At this moment, Wen Feixing felt his heart hurt even more, he held her tightly in his arms, rubbed An Yuan's soft long hair with one hand, and whispered something in her ear.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, everything is mine."

"Don't worry, I won't let this happen, I won't let this happen."

Hearing this, the expression on An Yuanyuan's face was still stiff, like a lifeless doll, and kept repeating, "How could this be, how could this be?"

Watching this scene, Wen Feixing's heart ached inexplicably, and he couldn't believe that what happened in front of him could be the truth.

At this moment, he was more concerned about An Yuanyuan, comforting An Yuanyuan softly, stroking An Yuanyuan's hair, and patting her on the back from time to time, trying to calm down An Yuanyuan's emotions as soon as possible.

After an unknown amount of time, An Yuanyuan's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally fell asleep from exhaustion.

Seeing the person in his arms falling asleep, with his brows still tightly locked together, Wen Feixing's mood became even more depressed.

How can all this be like this?Wen Feixing regretted a little, regretted the confusion his talking too much had caused An Yuanyuan, but he was even more afraid, worried that what he just said might come true.

An Tiaoyuan would really not be able to accept that, and he was even more afraid that An Tiaoyuan would follow the four old people on a round-the-world trip because they were going to leave with two babies.

This was the worst thing for him, and the result was even more difficult for him to accept. Wen Feixing clenched his fists, it seemed that he still had to prepare for some things in advance.

Having made up his mind, Wen Feixing secretly sighed in his heart, starting from his parents tomorrow, he will not let this happen.

Gently got up, wet the towel and wiped An Yuanyao's face dry, Wen Feixing didn't bother to wash up, seeing that the brows of the man in his arms were still furrowed, Wen Feixing also frowned fiercely, and hugged him to his chest , Wen Feixing closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down.

But when he thought of the pain he just said to An Yuanyao, it was hard for him to accept it. He also thought that if An Yuanyao really figured it out and left with the two babies, then his future life would be difficult. will become gray.

This caused great ups and downs in Wen Feixing's mood, although he tried hard to fall asleep, but once the idea came up, Wen Feixing felt that he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

The door was knocked early the next morning, and Wen Feixing felt dizzy. Seeing that An Yuanyao was still awake, he got up directly and walked to the door lightly.

He didn't know who was outside the house, but he knocked on the door early in the morning to disturb people's dreams. Holding back his anger, Wen Feixing opened the door, but saw An Yihuai and An Yiqing standing in front of him.

Seeing the two little guys staring at him with big watery eyes, Wen Feixing instantly felt much better. When he looked in front of him, the smile on his face unconsciously increased.

Unexpectedly, today's weather was really bright, and the two little guys took the initiative to knock on his door. Wen Feixing raised his mouth vigorously, and nodded slightly at the two little guys.

Just as he was about to bend down, An Yihuai spoke first.

"You bad guy, did you see Mommy? Where did Mommy go in the early morning? Could it be that she left the two of us behind?"

Hearing An Yihuai's words, Wen Feixing's expression froze. This little thing is really getting better and better. He is a bad person when he opens his mouth and keeps his mouth shut. When he is free, he likes to introduce some messy people to An Yuanyuan , it seems that if he doesn't get angry, this kid will never be able to tell who should listen to in this family.

At this moment, Wen Feixing pulled An Yihuai up, raised his hand and hit him twice, "You little brat, how many times have I told you to call me Daddy."

An Yihuai snorted coldly, "You are a bad person, a bad person who can only use violence."

"An Yihuai."

Wen Feixing gritted his teeth and squeezed out these three words, and then his voice became a little colder, "Did I tell you that you have to be polite, otherwise such a kid would be very unpleasant."

"Has anyone ever told you that it's not flattering for you to talk to a child like this and use these very violent methods from time to time?"

Confronting such a little guy, Wen Feixing's expression turned a little cold.

"You little thing, you have a powerful mouth, but did I tell you that I am your daddy, so you have to be polite."

Hearing Wen Feixing's words, An Yihuai's expression froze a little, "Bad guy, bad guy, you are just a bad guy, it's useless to say anything."

Looking at this stubborn little guy, Wen Feixing really couldn't do anything about him for a while, and the noise of the two of them had already alarmed An Yuanyuan in the house.

She rubbed her eyes and said angrily, "Can you be quiet in the morning?"

Suddenly hearing Mummy's voice, the expressions on the faces of the two little guys froze. Taking advantage of her short stature and flexible body, An Yiqing had already burrowed into the room.

And An Yihuai struggled to get down.

Knowing that An Yuanyuan was awake, Wen Feixing didn't want to make things more rigid, but put An Yihuai down, and this little guy ran forward with a pair of short legs.

Seeing the little guy's behavior made Wen Feixing want to laugh a little more, but he didn't last long before he heard An Yuanyuan's surprised voice.

Originally, she was in a bad mood last night, and before An Yuanyuan fell asleep, she was in a trance. Now that she saw two babies in a strange room, it was hard for An Yuanyuan not to be surprised.

Hearing An Yuanyao yelling, why am I here, Wen Feixing walked in calmly.

Looking at the scene in front of him, he said softly, "You lost your memory? Would you like me to remember it for you?"

Hearing Wen Feixing's words, An Yuanyuan's expression froze. How could this dog speak so ambiguously? The two babies are still here. Isn't this sincerely trying to teach them badly?