Regarding Yan Xi's question, Luo Junheng firmly answered her in four words.
"You are kidding."
Their children are, of course, the most beautiful children in the world.
none of them.
Yan Xi couldn't help but laugh.
Mr. Luo doesn't understand what "modesty" is.
Lan Chen is the most serious among the children except Nezha. Although he is about the same age as them, he is an uncle. As the youngest elder, he still looks like an elder. Usually, Bai Ze, Bai Zhan and the others are standing by.
Feng Wan, he was responsible for watching over them. Compared to Nezha's majesty, Lan Chen felt calm and self-defeating.
His mood was always light and he didn't have too many expressions. When he stood with Lan Yu, he didn't look like his father and son based on his appearance alone, but his personality was exactly the same.
Jiuer likes to stick to this little uncle very much.
Only in front of Jiu'er would Lan Chen give a rare smile.
As soon as the sun went down, Nan Song and Yu Jinwen took their three children back to the rose garden. With Nezha there, Erlang Shen and Jiu'er were relatively restrained along the way, but as soon as they arrived in the rose garden, they revealed their true colors and completely let out joy.
The son threw himself into Lan Chen's arms.
"Little uncle, hug~"
Jiu'er is very lazy. As long as he can keep his feet on the ground, he will never get down and walk by himself.
Lan Chen stretched out his hand to pick her up and tipped her weight in his arms.
He looked at Jiu'er with his beautiful eyes, "Are you getting fat?"
"Um!"
Jiuer looked proud, "I've gained three pounds! That's awesome."
Lan Chen's lips raised slightly, "Awesome."
Not to be outdone, Erlang Shen came over and said, "Uncle, I have also gained three pounds."
Lan Chen lowered his head and looked at Erlang Shen's slightly bulging belly, "Oh."
"..." Erlang Shen: That's it?
"It's time for you to lose weight."
Cheng Yuan walked over and poked Erlangshen's belly, frowning, looking very worried for him, "You already have a belly at such a young age, will you still have it when you grow up?"
Erlang Shen touched his "pocket" and didn't know why.
"What's wrong with the little belly? Do you think it looks like a kangaroo?"
Cheng Yuan shook his head seriously, "Not like a kangaroo, but like a pig."
Erlangshen: "..."
"Don't eat meat tonight, eat grass with me."
Cheng Yuandao: "My dad said that men with small bellies are too greasy and will not be able to get a wife when they grow up. You don't want to be a bachelor, do you?"
When Erlang Shen heard this, he immediately became serious and shook his head violently.
"Of course not! I want to marry Xiao Zizi when I grow up!"
"Then you have to lose weight."
Cheng Yuan whispered to Erlang Shen, "There are so many handsome guys in our family, and you are not the most beautiful one. If you are still fat, you will not be competitive at all."
Erlangshen originally wanted to refute why he was not the most beautiful one, but then his eyes glanced at Lan Chen and his eldest brother, then turned to Cheng Yuan's face, and fell silent.
Well, he's definitely not the prettiest one.
His appearance seems to be comparable to that of Fu Yuanbao.
"Not afraid."
Erlangshen is full of confidence, "It doesn't matter whether a man is beautiful or not, what's important is that he must be manly. I have been thick-skinned since I was a child, so I can follow my godfather and marry a wife."
Cheng Yuan: "..."
Alas, I can’t carry it. I can’t carry it.
The children's childlike words have reached the ears of adults. Today's children are very precocious and start thinking about getting a wife at such a young age.
Yu Jinwen felt a little complicated when he listened to his son's words.
Regarding the fact that Erlang Shen wanted to pursue Xiao Zizi, he was naturally happy to see it come to fruition.
However, Fu Yu looked after his daughter very closely.
He also warned Yu Jinwen, "Keep your Erlangshen away from my Ye Zi."
In response, Yu Jinwen responded like this -
"Keep your Yuanbao away from my Jiuer!"
What's wrong with a family that doesn't have a daughter?