Several men are in charge of the work.

On the roof, on the stairs, on the corridor, all the places that can be seen are covered with various blingbling ornaments.

The whole home is a sea of ??beaming Christmas ornaments.

An Ziqi, Xia Xing, and the three little women Jiayin were in charge of sitting on the sofa to eat and chat, watching them get rid of them.

It was still dark, and the atmosphere at home was already very lively.

A few small laughs almost overturned the roof.

An Ziqi turned to look at the direction of the door, got up to Xiao Moli, and stretched out the corner of his clothes.

"Will Yun Yi and Chen Jun come here today? Little Mango is so lonely at home alone."

Xiao Moli shook her hand backhand, "Don't worry, Chen Jun is probably working overtime, and Yun Yi is well-measured. They will definitely come."

Having said that, it's just...

An Ziqi twisted her eyebrows and sighed in her heart.

Seeing her worrying appearance, Xiao Moli raised his hand and squeezed her small face.

During this period of recuperation at home, she finally gained weight.

The fleshy flesh on the cheeks, squeeze two soft flesh on the cheeks with a pinch, the hand feels very good.

I squeezed my hand a few times, and I couldn't help but put it down.

An Ziqi dropped a black line on her forehead and slapped his hand away without paying attention to him.

Xiao Moli smiled and stretched out his hand to pull the person back into his arms, bowed his head and kissed her on the lips.

Next to Jia Yin immediately covered his eyes and howled, "Give me sunglasses, I'm going to be blinded by the flash."

Xiao Moli was calm, and deliberately lowered his head and kissed again.

Before An Ziqi became embarrassed and angry, she squeezed her face and turned her head to the door, "Here."

When the voice fell, I saw the door opened, and Yun Yi walked in from the outside with the little mango.

There was no expression on a handsome face, and after seeing a few lively chatters in the room, the look on his face eased slightly.

Xiao Qian'ai saw that another new goal had arrived, and her big eyes instantly brightened.

Milky voice cried out gruffly, "Father Yun."

Yun Yi and Ye Wuge are all Xiao Ai's godfathers. For convenience, the little guy directly distinguishes them with their surnames.

Before Yun Yi could react, he waved his small hand, "Cong (Chong)."

The three little ones screamed and quickly rushed forward, giving Yun Yi an unforgettable meeting ceremony.

Yun Yi was dumbfounded by the cries and laughter of a few little guys, reached out his hand to pick up the troublesome little demon King Xiao Qian'ai, and patted her little butt.

"Little troublemaker."

Xiao Qianai tilted her small head and blinked big eyes at Yun Yi, then stretched out two little fingers, poking the corners of Yun Yi's lips and pulling upwards.

"Father Yun laughed."

She poked her soft little finger on his face. Seeing that he didn't smile, she thought for a while, retracted her two little fingers, pinched her mouth and eyes, and made a grimace at Yun Yi with a "whoop".

Looking at her so hard-working little appearance, Yun Yi finally bends the corners of her lower lips slightly.

The first smile in so many days.

Although the smile was very shallow, An Ziqi was relieved to see from the side.

What she worries most is that he despairs of everything.

He can still respond, which means that he is not desperate yet.

As long as there is hope in his heart, he can live well.

Her daughter is so awesome, she made Yun Yi amused so quickly.

Quietly squeezing his eyes at the little guy from the side, and then stretched his thumb.

The little guy raised his face and showed a triumphant smile.