Ji Nan saw this scene and secretly pursed his lips and smiled.
Mo Shu glanced sideways over, and Ji Nan imdiately turned to get busy.
The two little ones enthusiastically climbed onto Mom, grabbing her hand.
Little Honey Pot let out a couple of cries and grabbed Mom’s hand down.
Mo Shu naturally let her hand down, her fingers naturally curled, and the babies seed sowhat displeased, Little Honey Pot pushed Mom’s fingers back up.
Mo Shu let him maneuver, suddenly realizing, and ford her hand into a fist.
Little Honey Pot was finally happy, and Little Tangguan started rummaging around.
Suddenly, Mo Shu opened her palm and exclaid, "Ah!"
Both pots excitedly laughed.
Mo Shu closed her hand again, and both pots stretched out their hands to rummage again.
"Ah!" She opened it again.
The two pots giggled non-stop, laughing happily.
Mo Shu couldn’t help but laugh out loud, joining the kids in their hand play.
After playing for a while, they suddenly heard footsteps coming from nearby.
Turning back, Mo Shu saw a tall figure.
Yu Siqiao was already dressed, wearing the mask she had torn off last night.
The children imdiately crawled over to him warmly upon seeing him.
Mo Shu worried they might fall, extended her hand to protect them at the edge of the bed.
Who knew that the children were actually a bit clever, stopping themselves at the edge and each extending their chubby little hands, calling out to him.
Yu Siqiao smiled, scooped them up, one in each hand, and said, "Let’s go."
The two little ones were very well-behaved in his arms, Mo Shu suddenly felt a bit jealous, saying, "Why do the kids like you so much?"
No matter if he had Yu Siqiao’s face or Qiao Cang’s face, they liked him unconditionally and beca enthusiastic whenever they saw him.
Yu Siqiao turned back, holding the children with a light smile, "Because I’m their Dad, right?"
Mo Shu: "???"
Yu Siqiao didn’t wait for her to react, and walked away.
Mo Shu followed, saying, "The term ’Dad’ isn’t the aning you think it is."
"You know what aning I’m thinking?" Yu Siqiao didn’t turn back, spoke leisurely.
Mo Shu said, "You definitely don’t know what it ans, just guessing blindly, right?"
"Doesn’t it an father?" Yu Siqiao glanced over sideways, "Am I not their father?"
"You..." Mo Shu instinctively wanted to say no.
But next second, she rembered that the two of them were already married.
After marrying, isn’t he the children’s Dad?
A stepfather is still a father.
Thinking this way, Mo Shu actually felt it made much sense, seemingly not so resistant to the children liking him.
But at the end of it all, the reason the children would like him must be because they’d seen his face, mistaking him for Dad, and later rembered his scent, always recognizing him.
Hmm...
Mo Shu found herself thinking it made more and more sense.
In the dining room, the breakfast was quite lavish.
Yu Siqiao placed the two children on either side in high baby chairs, instinctively wanting to sit down.
"Cough cough!" A sharp cough.
Yu Siqiao looked over; it was a eunuch.
The eunuch seed sowhat elderly; Yu Siqiao found him unfamiliar, seemingly soone by the Emperor’s side.
The eunuch forced a smile, "Prince Consort, wishing you health and peace. Where is the Princess?"
Mo Shu followed closely, just too lazy to walk fast, so she leisurely followed from behind, and upon hearing, said, "What’s the matter?"
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