As a father, Ning Yuan was not in a hurry, but it was obvious that the situation was not critical.

Ye Weilan felt cold, so she went into the bathroom to take a hot shower, and shrank into the bed in her fluffy pajamas and wrapped herself into a ball.

Ye Yan took a hair dryer to blow her hair while saying, "I called my mother at noon and she will come tomorrow."

Ye Weilan smiled: "Mommy hasn't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much. It's not surprising that we are so strange that we are really..."

The tone was full of strange grievances.

Ye Yan laughed.

Ye Weilan is a typical acid.

Although Emperor Ou recognized them, he was really cold compared to his ordinary father. If you call him and say hello, don’t expect them to be blessed. If they can see him, it’s better to rely on Qin Yuling’s blessing.

"Yan Yan, you said that we were so cute and beautiful, Xiaoxue and Ningning were also invincible cute babies. What a happy and warm home, why didn't he envy it?" Ye Weilan held his chin and sighed.

Ye Yan couldn't bear to destroy his sister's rare good mood, suppressed his loss and said with a smile, "Dad was probably thinking that he would spend all his time on his mother and make up for all the missed time in the past twenty years. After all, a person's life is only a few decades, and it will be a loss to look at the beloved less."

And they have all grown up, have their own lovers, some care and some love, and they don’t need to worry more.

After listening to Ye Yan's words, Ye Weilan closed her eyelashes and hid her warm eyes.

Ye Yan changed after all.

A clean and beautiful woman who once experienced the pain of losing her daughter became much deeper.

Such growth is undoubtedly heartbreaking.

Ye Weilan asked quippedly, "The baby in my belly is more than three months old, Ningning is over one year old, Yan Yan has never thought about giving birth to another one?"

Ye Yan put down the hair dryer, and her thin white fingers passed through the hairline, smoothing Ye Weilan's hair with a wisp, and her voice was very light: "Lan, do you want the child in your belly to be a boy?"

Speaking of this question, Ye Weilan smiled, as if a flower was blooming. She stroked her belly with one hand; "It's a daughter. I've checked it, but I haven't told Qi Ye this good news yet."

Ye Yan also smiled and looked at her dazzling face: "It's so good."

Ye Weilan also said, "It's so good."

This child came unexpectedly.

Ye Weilan was afraid that he was a boy in the dark dream countless times, so she would be ashamed of Xiaojiu. When she heard that the child was a girl, she cried and laughed, as if she had passed a huge disaster.

No one is more afraid of this as a boy than her.

"You don't want to give birth to a boy and compete for favor with Xiaojiu. I don't want to give birth to another girl and replace Inu and Lan. We all have a child out of it. If you give birth to the same one, it will be a kind of harm to Xiaojiu and Inu."

Those two children endured the suffering of fate at their young age, which was originally unfair. As biological mothers, how could they bear to sprinkle salt on their wounds?

Ye Weilan almost burst into tears and said with a smile: "You are right, Xiaojiu and Yino are both unique."

After Ye Yan straightened her hair, she took off her shoes and put on the bed and wrapped it in another quilt, stared at Ye Weilan's eyes, and asked a question that had been hidden in her heart for a long time but had no chance to ask: "Lan, why do you want to have another child?"
Chapter completed!