The gift bag was left to be carried by her father, and Xian An Na just put her hand around Xian Zihao's neck, her eyes constantly blinking, examining her father's face.

"Daddy!" She leisurely shouted again.

Xian Zihao sat on the couch and continued to hug her, letting the chubby little thing cling to him. Xian An Na refused to move away as Xian Zihao lowered his head to look at her. "Hmm?"

"Auntie He and Auntie Yanmei said daddy is the most handsome and bravest man in the world." Xian An Na leaned into his arms, put her head on his shoulder, and said with a face full of joy, "So you really are my daddy."

Xian Zihao smiled as he caressed her small head. "Then how does mommy describe daddy?"

The leisurely black eyes stared at him without blinking. "Mommy said daddy is a very good man."

"Just very good?"

Xian An Na was very much like Jiang Ruolan, with big eyes and cute eyebrows, while her nose was like Xian Zihao with a small pink mouth that used to frown. Even when she was a child, she was beautiful and adorable. As she grows up, she will definitely be a gentler and prettier girl than her mother.

Meanwhile for Xian Chiahao, according to what Zhan An said when Xian Zihao returned to Xian Residence this morning, he was his mini copy. Although he was just three years old and still not very sane, but his personality shows that he was more or less a resilient man.

Although he was just as naughty as Xian An Na, but they listened to their mother very well, and Xian Zihao also heard from Sister Yanmei that when Jiang Ruolan was too tired to play and was sleeping on the bed, these children would crawl into her bed by their own.

And the words "very good" without exaggeration, without too much praise, were the simplest words that could not be simpler. They belong to the deepest feelings in Jiang Ruolan's heart.

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Xian An Na seemed to be addicted to calling Xian Zihao 'daddy'. She giggled and kept calling daddy, causing the smile on his face to deepen as he hugged her.

On the other hand, Xian Chiahao was fiddling with his new control car when he suddenly turned to look at them. "So noisy! Sour Bei, can you stop screaming like a ghost all the time."

"My name is not Sour Bei! My name is An Na!" Xian An Na frowned and glared at Xian Chiahao, who was playing with the control car. "You don't even call him daddy!" She pointed her chubby little hand towards Xian Zihao. "You're disobedient! Mommy said when daddy comes back, we should obediently call him daddy!"

Xian Chiahao continued to play with his car and after hearing Xian An Na's words, he shifted his gaze to Xian Zihao, who patiently stared at him. Then, he lowered his head and muttered, "Who wants a daddy."

Xian Zihao became interested in Xian Chiahao's words. He stood up and sat next to him with Xian An Na in his arms. He smiled and stroked Xian Chiahao's soft little hair, "What's wrong? Chiahao doesn't like daddy?"

Xian Chiahao glanced at Xian Zihao again and said to him in a low voice, "With daddy here, I can't sleep in a big bed with mommy anymore. I will sleep in a small bed with Sour Bei from now on."

Jiang Ruolan walked out of the kitchen and was about to go get something when she heard Xian Chiahao's words. Before Xian Zihao could say anything, she was already laughing in the kitchen.

Xian Zihao also smiled, but when he heard Jiang Ruolan's laughter, he turned around and looked at her. The smile in his eyes had a profound meaning, his handsome eyebrows were slightly raised as he silently glanced at her smiling face.

Xian An Na immediately yelled, "What's wrong with sleeping in a small bed with me! Mommy once said that our bed isn't small, and you always say that I like to cling to people. Obviously, you're the one who likes to annoy mommy and insisting on sleeping with her!"

Xian Chiahao looked at her in disgust, then turned to Xian Zihao. "Sour Bei will hit people in her sleep, and she's very dishonest. She's always sleeping on top of me, she's so fat, she'll crush me to death!"

"Tch!" Xian An Na turned her face away and squeezed Xian Zihao's arm, saying with the wrong expression, "Daddy, look at big brother! He's embarrassing me! Throw him out!"

Xian Zihao smiled and he held out his hand again at Xian Chiahao. "Chiahao, come here. Daddy will teach you how to avoid being suppressed by your sister."

After all, Xian Chiahao was not yet three years old. Seeing Xian Zihao's serious eyes as if he really had a way to help him, he propped himself on the floor with both hands and slowly stood up. Then he ran to Xian Zihao's arm and was immediately carried by him (Xian Zihao).

"Listen to daddy.." Xian Zihao whispered something childish into Xian Chiahao's ear. Xian Chiahao listened for a moment and then laughed.

Xian An Na pouted, she then tilted her head and wanted to hear their whispers. Xian Chiahao pushed her away, then like his father, he put his hand to his mouth and whispered a few words in Xian Zihao's ear.

Xian Zihao almost burst out laughing. He was happy for the childishness and naivety of the child and the fact that these two cute and quick-witted children were his own children.

Jiang Ruolan stewed the fish and wanted to do something else, but as she was about to turn around, she felt a warmth behind her back, and then her body was pulled into a warm and familiar hug from behind. She felt her heart trembling, but she didn't resist.

Xian Zihao hugged her, bent down and tenderly kissed her on the cheeks, "Aren't you tired?"

"I'm not tired. I just need to prepare two more plates of food. You've just returned and it's rare for you to be able to play with your children. You have to cultivate your relationship first." Jiang Ruolan said.

Xian Zihao raised his eyebrows and smiled, "People say that father and children are really connected. I am the father of children, and you teach them to be so obedient. In the blink of an eye, the two little imps ran into my arms. My children are really obedient, just like their mother."

Xian Zihao slowly turned Jiang Ruolan's body around and looked at her with a dark smile. He lowered his head and kissed her lips before saying in a low, hoarse voice, "My woman, destined to be mine only."

His hoarse voice was filled with profoundness, Jiang Ruolan's face immediately reddened. She cleared her throat and tried to escape from his embrace.

Xian Zihao smiled as he held her and didn't give her a chance to escape. His gaze was locked on her and when he saw her reddened face, he looked at her with a smile. "Why is your face so red? You are already mothers of two children, what's there to be shy about?"

Jiang Ruolan immediately slapped his chest. "Don't make trouble here! Let go of me. I need to finish cooking."

Xian Zihao, on the other hand, just laughed. It sounded so pleasant, making Jiang Ruolan become redder.

At this moment, the voices of children came from outside. Jiang Ruolan pushed him again. "We've agreed that you will accompany the children. Now go! Shoo!"

Xian Zihao heard the children's voice and patted her back gently before he turned around and walked out.

Afterward, while Jiang Ruolan was cooking, she quietly thought about what would happen in the night. They were originally husband and wife, but after she was pregnant for six months, he never touched her again for the sake of circumstances and her children. After that, they parted for another three years, and her heart was filled with unbridled shame and uneasiness that made it hard for her to breathe.

At that moment, Xian Zihao walked into the kitchen again with a pouting Xian An Na. "An Na said she wants to go to the toilet."

Jiang Ruolan turned around suddenly. Seeing Xian Zihao's helpless face, she giggled. "Then why don't you take her to the toilet?"

"Should I take her?" Xian Zihao looked at her in surprise before lowering his head to look at Xian An Na's struggling body. From his expression, it seemed that he didn't know how to take his daughter to the toilet.