Mu Ying followed Yan Ling all the way through a wooden corridor.

The roof of the corridor is full of green vines, some of which are hanging upside down on both sides.

It is full of small yellow flowers, swaying gently in the bright sunshine.

The blue sky and white clouds, the birds sing and the fragrance of flowers, there is a unique leisure here.

But Mu Ying is not in the mood now and enjoys the pleasant scenery around her.

His heart has been hanging on Gu Nan.

Mu Ying was not talking at all, and Yan Ling was not familiar with him, and he didn't know what to say to him, so the two remained silent all the way.

After the built greenhouse, they came to a row of houses that looked like an old village in ancient times.

The yellowed earthen walls, straw roofs, and bamboo fences are surrounded in front of the door like a small yard.

Mu Ying frowned slightly, and a faint light flashed through her eyes, and she didn't ask anything.

I saw Yan Ling raised his hand and pushed open the bamboo door directly on the fence.

With a creaking sound, the bamboo door was opened and they continued to move forward.

When I approached the door, I heard a crisp and loud sound of a baby.

"I'm hungry so soon? This kid has a really big appetite!" Yan Ling pushed the door in two steps in three steps.

He seemed dissatisfied with his words, but his tone did not mean to dislike him at all.

Yan Ling strode to the bed and hugged the little guy who was lying beside Gu Nan.

"Here, my mouth is so big, I'm really hungry." After the past ten days of contact, she has become familiar with taking care of the children.

Just listening to his crying sounds, you will know whether he is hungry or wet.

This little guy has a lot of food and needs to feed milk every three hours, which is even more punctual than an alarm clock.

However, Yan Ling did not dislike him, but liked him very much.

The ghost spirit smiled happily when she saw her. Her little hands liked to rub her face. She looked so soft and cute that she couldn't bear to let him go when she hugged her.

If Yan Chu hadn't let her hold him all the time, she would have wanted to keep him in her pocket.

"Ah~ah~" The little guy's voice was loud and vigorous, as if he was telling him that he was really hungry.

Yan Ling pinched his pink little face and spoiled, "Okay, okay, I'll make food for you now, then you can follow your father obediently."

As he said that, Yan Ling handed the child in his arms to Mu Ying.

"Here, look at the boy, I'll get some milk here."

Mu Ying was suddenly stuffed with a small breast bag, and her body stiffened and she didn't know what to do.

"You are not taking care of the children, are you?"

Yan Ling saw the stiff expression on Mu Ying's face and thought it was the first time he was not used to being a father, so he taught him how to hold the child step by step.

"Then, you have to do this, hold his waist with one hand and put his head on your arm, so that he can feel comfortable holding him, otherwise he will get angry. If he cries, you can hug him slantedly like me so that he won't cry."

Mu Ying: "..."

"Your son, you have to practice more in the future. If your wife can wake up, she needs to recuperate for a while, and she can't take care of the children for the time being." Yan Ling kindly reminded him.

"Okay, I know." Mu Ying stared at the soft and glutinous ball of meat in front of her.

Others didn't know, but he recognized the same style as Beijifeng at a glance.

Children from Beijifeng.

He will become his child in the future.

A bitterness ejaculated at the corner of Mu Ying's mouth.
Chapter completed!