President, don't be arrogant!

The next day, Wei Zixi found out that he had just slept, but there were two extra pendants on his body.

On the left is Xiao Han hugging her body, with her legs sandwiched between her legs, and on the right is Xiao Yixin holding her arms tightly with both arms. The two figures seem to want to divide her into two halves.

Forget about Xiao Yixin, why did Xiao Han hug her like this.

When she turned her head to look at the man beside her, she caught off guard and fell into his eyes deep into the lake.

"Good morning." Accompanied by his voice was his gentle kiss.

Dry and warm lips brushed past her lips like a superficial touch.

Wei Zixi's heart trembled, and when she realized that she was about to speak, Xiao Han put his fingers on her soft and incredible lips, and said in a low voice, "Don't wake up my daughter."

Wei Zixi looked down at the sweet Xiao Yixin who was sleeping with his arms hugged, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

Xiao Han lifted the quilt and got out of bed, tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and said softly: "You can sleep with her for a while, and I will go down to make breakfast."

After speaking, he turned around and left the room.

There was wind blowing in from outside the window, and the white sash swayed gently in mid-air with the wind.

The rising sun drives away all the darkness in the city, and the sun shines on the city.

An inexplicable warmth surged up in Wei Zixi's heart, and she muttered to herself, "What are you doing? Why do you think this scene...is very warm?"

Get rid of this unrealistic thought in your mind, look down at the girl beside you, sleep peacefully with your eyes closed, the corners of the eyes are long and curled, and the skin is white, tender and soft, which can be broken by blows.

How to look, how cute.

Is she really... her daughter?

How could I bear to forget such a lovely daughter.

For the first time, Wei Zixi felt remorse for not having memory, and felt very sorry for her daughter.

When Xiao Han was making breakfast, Wei Zixi and Xiao Yixin also got up.

Wei Zixi originally wanted to help her dress, brush her teeth and wash her face, but Xiao Yixin could dress, brush her teeth and wash her face by herself, taking it easy and looking good.

Wei Zixi watched with tears in her eyes, full of pride.

When eating breakfast, Xiao Yixin didn't need others to worry about it, she knew how to eat utensils by herself, and obediently drank the fresh milk that other children didn't like to drink.

Xiao Han was going to the company today, Wei Zixi was his entourage, so naturally he had to go with her, and Xiao Yixin followed her every step of the way.

The people in the company didn't know Xiao Yixin's identity yet, so they were all dumbfounded when they saw Wei Zixi walking beside Xiao Han holding Xiao Yixin with one hand.

Everyone felt that they were dreaming. Didn't this woman appear by Mr. Xiao's side only a few days ago? Why did she even have a child so soon, and she was a child who knew how to make soy sauce.

What's more important is that these three people stand in the same picture, which is obviously the most ordinary daily style of painting. It looks like they are shooting a fashion blockbuster.

One is prettier than the other, especially the little girl, she is super cute!

Because as soon as Xiao Han arrived at the office, a department manager came to report to work, so Wei Zixi took Xiao Yixin to sit on the sofa outside and played with her.

About three to ten minutes later, the manager left, and Wei Zixi took Xiao Yixin in.

Xiao Han said to Xiao Yixin: "Go out and play for a while, I have something to tell my mother."

Xiao Yixin pouted, obviously very unwilling to leave her mother.

"Uncle is still in Baicheng..."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Yixin immediately let go of Wei Zixi's hand, turned around and walked outside step by step.

The big watery eyes were full of accusations against Xiao Han, which made Wei Zixi want to scold Xiao Han.

"She is so young, are you assured that she is outside alone?"

"Here she knows better than you."

Wei Zixi: "..."

"Sit down, let's talk." Xiao Han gestured for the chair in front of the desk with his eyes.

Wei Zixi sat down, looked back at Xiao Yixin who was outside the glass window worriedly, and answered absent-mindedly: "What are you talking about?"