Mommy and Daddy came to confess again

Jiang Feng said softly, "From now on in our family, you will be ranked first, the child will be ranked second, and I will be ranked third."

"What do you mean? I knew you were in my heart before, and children came first!" Yunxi said with a straight face, "I shouldn't have hoped for you."

Jiang Feng: ...

"Xiaoxi, I mean, you are always number one in my heart!"

"How dare I expect that I will be the number one in your eyes?" Yunxi laughed at himself, "Jiang Feng, I know it wasn't your intention to marry me. When you said you liked me, you just wanted to trick me back."

Jiang Feng looked at her puzzled, "Xiaoxi, the words I told you abroad are all my true words! I really married you because I love you!"

"Besides marrying me, do you have a second way?"

"Yes, I have to marry you whether I want to or not, but there is a difference between forced marriage and willing marriage!"

Yunxi nodded, "I see."

"No, what do you know?"

"I'm tired, and I want to take Xiaobao home to rest." Yunxi hugged the child, thanked Huo Sihan and Yan Qinghuan and left, Jiang Feng followed her helplessly.

Yan Xiaoyu looked at Jiang Xiaobao who was taken away, feeling very depressed. She grabbed Yan Qinghuan's hand and asked in a muffled voice: "Mum, didn't you say that Jiang Xiaobao's parents don't want him?"

"Did I say anything?"

Yan Xiaoyu put on a serious face, "Xiaobao is gone, what should I do?"

These days, she has been used to telling stories to Xiaobao, changing diapers, making milk powder for Xiaobao, and playing with Xiaobao. Suddenly he was taken away, and Yan Xiaoyu felt a little sad.

Yan Qinghuan leaned over to her side, touched her little face, "Baby Xiaoyu, Xiaobao has returned to his parents' side, the baby will be happy only by his parents' side, wait until you miss him, Mommy I'll take you to him, okay?"

"Mommy, but I want to see Xiaobao every day!"

Yan Qing looked at her with a smile, "Then let's make video calls with him every day, shall we?"

Yan Xiaoyu lowered her head, "Not good."

"Why not?" Yan Qinghuan was puzzled.

The little guy said in a muffled voice: "Because the video can't touch the real person, I really like touching Xiaobao's little face."

Yan Qinghuan smiled helplessly, "But Xiaobao has his parents and his own home, so it is impossible for him to live in our home forever."

Yan Xiaoyu stopped talking, and was depressed by herself.

Yan Zhanfeng came to look for her, "That kid is finally gone, aren't you happy?"

"I'm not happy, the days without Xiaobao are so boring."

Huo Qingtian also came over, and when he heard Yan Xiaoyu say this, he complained, "He has no conscience, he's just a brat, what's so good about it? My brother and I are very disappointed in you like this."

Yan Xiaoyu sat on the steps, propped her chin with her two small hands, and said dissatisfiedly: "It's boring at first, and now the kindergarten is on holiday, and my eldest brother is studying computers every day, and you are studying your robots every day. You don’t even want to make clothes for a little robot! Only Xiaobao will patiently play with me and listen to my speech!”

Huo Qingtian said with a sullen face, "What does he know at such a young age? Do you really think he is willing to listen to you?"

"Second brother, you are so annoying!" Yan Xiaoyu was speechless, suddenly she thought of something, her eyes lit up, "By the way, I can ask Xinlei to come and play!"

Huo Qingtian frowned, "Who are you looking for?"

"Xinlei, that's the other little flower girl at my aunt's wedding, our classmate."