Now he looked down at the little man in his arms, and his heart became softer and softer. This was the baby born to his mother.

At this moment, only Ning'er looked at the wounded part on his arm thoughtfully, pursed her lips and lowered her eyes.

Although Pingping is a little girl, if you continue to hold the child like this, the wound on the prince's arm will soon collapse and blood seeps out, which may not be hidden.

Moreover, the fragrance emitted by the prince's purse could not hide the smell of blood. In addition, their princess was not a fool.

But what else can I do now? If she rashly says that she wants to carry the child over, the princess will definitely notice it and still cannot hide it.

So she was in a dilemma and really didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, she didn't make any trouble for long. After Mo Junyi hugged Pingping again, she didn't know if it was his posture that made Pingping uncomfortable or what was wrong. Pingping suddenly started to start crying.

Mo Junyi's whole body was instantly stiff, and she felt very nervous and worried, thinking that she was scaring the child.

He looked at An Xuetang next to him with help, "Mom, Pingping's younger brother..."

An Xuetang laughed, "It's okay, this is the case for the child. He cries as long as he wants, and he doesn't tell any truth."

Kang'er, who was beside him, saw that he was really scared, so he smiled and took the initiative to take the child over.

Mo Junyi pursed her lips, especially after seeing Pingping being carried by Kang'er, she quickly stopped crying. He instantly suspected himself.

He was very depressed and thought that he had made me cry. He immediately apologized to An Xuetang, "Mom, I'm sorry, I made my brother cry."

"You..." An Xuetang nodded his forehead helplessly, "You said why did you become such a person now? Mom still likes the prince who was so energetic and fearless."

While talking, she suddenly reached out and gently patted her plain little hand, "This kid is not what you made me cry, he... I'm just hungry, this is what the child is like, crying for no reason, crying when I'm hungry

, cry when you feel unhappy. This is normal, just get used to it.”

Mo Junyi was relieved after confirming that An Xuetang really didn't blame him. At this moment, he looked at An An who was lying motionless in the crib.

At this time, I didn't know if An An felt something, but suddenly raised her feet, and the posture seemed to be kicking towards Mo Junyi.

His actions made everyone present laugh. An Xuetang immediately picked him up, patted his butt twice, and said softly:

"What? I've been thinking about bullying my brother at such a young age, right? This little foot... I haven't learned to walk yet, but I'm still thinking about kicking someone."

While talking, she carried An An to Mo Junyi's side, and then put An An in Mo Junyi's arms. An An seemed to have a feeling, kicking her little feet again, and it looked like she was protesting.

But An Xuetang ignored whether he protested or not, and directly stuffed him into Mo Junyi's arms.

Fortunately, An An has not been very moved since she was born. Although her little feet were rarely moved just now, she seemed to realize that it would be useless even if she protested. So after being put into Mo Junyi's arms, he was very at ease.

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However, it was still obvious that he could see that his little brow was frowning at this moment.

Mo Junyi also found it very strange, and looked at An Xuetang excitedly and excitedly, "Mom, brother An An is expressing his dissatisfaction? Don't like me?"

An Xuetang smiled bewitchingly, "He doesn't like you, he doesn't like anyone except his mother. He always hugs him these days, he's like this, he looks like he deserves a beating, and he keeps frowning.

He was more normal when my mother held him."

Such a young child can even act like someone who doesn’t like someone. Mo Junyi suddenly found it very fun.
Chapter completed!