The Man Who Married a Tyrant [Book Wearing][MTL]

Extra 10(Two Worlds)

The baby is worthy of their children, and they are equally coaxing. He Zheng took him a feeding bottle and stuffed it into his mouth. The eldest's small mouth was immediately blocked, and tears were still hanging on his face, so he held the feeding bottle. Suck it up hard.

It made He Zheng chuckle.

Fang Tianzhuo stretched out his arms and hugged his waist, and also bent his lips and smiled, He Zheng suddenly glanced over, and then elbowed him: "Your Majesty still wants to give birth to nine?"

Fang Tianzhuo realized that he was in a bad mood and wanted to find fault. Thinking about it, he probably wouldn't be able to coax him for a while, so he shook his head and said, "No, I'm joking."

"Humph." He Zheng threatened viciously: "If you dare to touch the baby again, I will live here and not go back."

Next door, the two older brothers walked into the half-walled bedroom. Undoubtedly, it was He Wenchu's responsibility to climb up. He stepped on the ladder and resigned himself to sticking that very kawaii image on his little nephew. The wallpaper, He Yuheng leaned on the ladder and looked at him worriedly with a slight frown: "Be careful, or I'll come."

"I can handle this little thing."

He Wenchu ​​said lightly, and gently smoothed the wallpaper with his palm, but suddenly he didn't know what he thought, and his eyes flashed.

The wall is not big, and one wall was quickly finished. He Wenchu ​​put the stickers bought by his mother on the wallpaper as decoration. When he came down from the top, he suddenly "accidentally" fell backwards—

He Yuheng had been watching him closely, and when he saw this situation, his heart suddenly shuddered, and he reached out and grabbed his waistband to stabilize him. He Wenchu ​​looked at him and listened to him ask, "Are you alright?"

He Wenchu ​​maintained a leaning posture and slowly shook his head: "It's just that I'm panicking."

He Yuheng hurriedly let go of his hand, his brother lay straight back on the carpet and sighed slightly.

"Achu?"

"It hurts too much, wait for me to slow down."

He Yuheng sat beside him ashamed and said softly, "I'm sorry."

Brother glanced at him sideways, then turned to look at the garbage on the ground. It was the measuring paper on the back of the wall sticker. He said, "Help me clean it up and throw it in the trash can at the door later."

He Yuheng stood up and stepped over him, but his hind legs were suddenly tripped, and he fell forward. He Wenchu ​​turned over quickly, hooked his waist, and looked down: "Is it okay? The ground is messy, and it's hard to walk. Be careful."

He Yuheng nodded subconsciously, and without waiting for He Wenchu ​​to support his waist, the soles of his feet exerted strength on the ground. His chassis was very stable. In fact, he could not fall without He Wenchu ​​coming to help him, but the other party was kind and he didn't either. He was embarrassed to say that after he stood up, he said, "Thank you."

He Wenchu ​​retracted his hand in mid-air, shook his head and said, "It's my fault that I tripped over you when my leg cramped just now. You don't have to blame me."

He Yuheng shook his head and bent over to clean up the ground: "It's okay."

He Wenchu ​​touched his chin, and suddenly heard his brother's voice from outside: "Dad, Mom, we're going to the library. Azhuo said he wanted to buy some books to read."

"Where's the baby?"

"Take the baby out with you."

"Bring the milk powder and hot water, be careful, there are more children kidnapped now."