Ling Feng walked quickly to the passenger seat, opened the door, held Xiao Yianzhi on his lap, and sat in.
From the moment Xiao Qianzhi saw this handsome man, he never looked anywhere else.
This was probably the first time in the five years since she appeared in this world that she had focused so much on one thing.
The heartbeat was getting faster and faster, and the eyes staring at the man were getting hotter and hotter.
I couldn't bear it anymore, so I asked in a sweet voice, "Are you daddy?"
Ling Feng looked softly at the little face in his arms.
He could clearly find his own shadow, and he could also find Murong Yu's freshness.
He nodded affirmatively, "Of course, do you think we look alike?"
Very similar” Xiao Qianzhi grinned and nodded vigorously.
Suddenly, with a "bah" sound, he rushed to Ling Feng's face unprepared and gave him a slobbery, waxy kiss.
"Dad, little preserved egg loves you."
Ling Feng wiped the saliva on his face with his fingers, and his whole heart was stirred into a ball of spring water by his daughter.
It was warm and soft, and he replied, "Dad also loves little preserved egg, and he also loves mom."
The sound was neither light nor heavy, but it was enough to spread throughout the carriage, causing a reverberation.
Ling Feng clearly felt a sudden chaotic fluctuation in the direction of the car.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a smile spread in his eyes.
The car soon arrived at a villa.
It was not the old residence of the Murong family, nor their previous wedding room, but a relatively remote house that looked a bit ancient, but also full of the mystery of a fairy tale.
Ling Feng took Xiao Yianzhi out of the car and followed Murong Yu to the door.
Before the door could be opened, the door was pushed open from the inside, and a little girl, not much older than Xiao Qianzhi, rushed out.
"Mom is back," the little girl shouted.
Ling Feng was startled and heard Murong Yu leading Murong Yianzhi inside, "Good girl, where's your brother?"
"Brother is playing Go and is ignoring me again."
He said with a resentful expression and pointed at the little boy sitting in the living room, staring at the chess game on the table and planning carefully.
Ling Feng was stunned again.
Why are there three children here?
And they all call Murong Yu "Mom" Could it be that with this shot, I got triplets?
Murong Yu, however, showed no signs of unfamiliarity.
He directly placed the cake he bought on the table, handed the hand to the little girl, and said, "Xiaohua, take your sister upstairs to play for a while.
Mom has something else to do and needs to go out for a while."
The youngest daughter looked at Ling Feng at the door a little cautiously, but she still nodded obediently and led the little daughter up the stairs, taking three steps and then turning around.
Murong Yu did not interrupt the boy's chess game, turned around and walked out the door and got into the car.
Ling Feng followed immediately, but his eyes still stayed on the door of the villa, he pursed his lips slightly and said nothing.
Seeing Ling Feng's confusion, Murong Yu took a breath and said proactively, "Can't you recognize Ling Xiao, Ling Yuansong?"
Hearing this, Ling Feng froze again.
She softly said the names of the two children, but it brought back countless memories of the past that were buried in the dust.
"Why are they here with you?"
Murong Yu didn't look at him, just stared at the steering wheel in her hand, her mind a little distracted, and said in an erratic tone, "There was an accident in your family at that time, and the children couldn't support the situation.
I was afraid that someone would do something to the children with evil intentions, so I decided to They took it."
"Have you carried all three of them alone for so many years?"
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