What was originally a chubby little dumpling suddenly turned into a golden young dragon, a small one, about the size of a slap, because it was still small, and it did not have the majesty of a dragon. The eyes are round, the body is relatively short and fat, the four small claws are not sharp, but still very immature, the whole body is covered with tiny dragon scales, and there are two mini wings on the back, which shakes lightly.

Compared with the domineering dragon, it is more like a Q-version doll, so cute that people want to hold it in his arms and steal it home.

Wen Mingyu was a little surprised, Su Shan forgot to eat it, and looked at Mu Zhan subconsciously, "Did you do this too when you were young?"

Mu Zhan shook his head, "I don't know."

He had never seen himself completely transformed into a dragon when he was young. It may look the same as the little sticky cake, or it may not.

Wen Mingyu stared at Mu Zhan's face, her tone a little regretful, "If only I could have known you earlier, you must have been cute when you were young."

Mu Zhan said, "Not cute."

Wen Mingyu insisted that, As development continued, it might turn into an elementary school chicken repeater-style quarrel, so Mu Zhan wisely shut his mouth and did not argue any more.

When they were talking, Xiao Chili was startled by her brother's sudden change, her eyes widened, she couldn't help reaching out and wanted to grab him, but she was already on the edge of the table, and she rolled forward, and naturally fell off.

Mu Zhan stretched out his hand in time to hold it up. The snow-white furball rabbits were not afraid at all, as if they were playing a game. In order to touch the little dragon cub, they rolled from Mu Zhan's palm onto the carpet, and entered the table ruthlessly. end.

Soon, she rolled out from under the table again, as if fascinated by this labor-saving and fun way of moving.

Just like how Xiao Nian Gao treated her back then, she stretched out her claws and pulled the little dragon cub on Mu Zhan's leg into her arms, hugging it tightly like a doll, and her fluffy claws almost seemed to strangle a dragon. similar.

The little dragon cub didn't know how to use his wings, so he couldn't break free, so he whipped the dragon rabbit with his tail.

Maybe it's a strange feeling between the dragon and the phoenix. Although they can't speak yet, Little Pepper seems to understand what his brother means.

The little dragon cub is no longer uncomfortable. He is hugged by his younger sister who stays with him day and night. He is not familiar with it, so he relaxes, swaying his tail leisurely, and rolls up hard, trying to wrap his arms around him. Rua is fluffy, but his body is fat and short, and he was caught by his sister, so he couldn't get around the round and big hair ball for him.

He dropped the tip of his tail in despair, and even his small wings drooped down.

But he didn't expect that not getting rua plush was the worst, and there were even worse waiting for him.

It is always so quiet and peaceful before the storm, which is unexpected, and behind the calm is the stormy sea.

Xiao Chili suddenly roared at him, as if the word revenge was written on his face.

In the next second, the snow-white furball hugged the little dragon cub, opened his mouth and bit his brother's head.

Little Sticky Cake: "...???"

What's wrong? Is this normal? Does his sister want to eat him? !

It didn't hurt much, but Xiao Nian Gao was so frightened by her sister's strange behavior that her little wings fluttered twice and almost took off on the spot. She was forced to learn in a second, all relying on her survival instinct.

Little Chili didn't know why he did this. He was still a baby anyway, so he could do what he wanted.

Therefore, Xiao Nian Cake was very "honored" to receive the baptism of saliva, while holding his dragon rabbit sister, bit his dragon horn, and used it to grind his teeth.

The little sticky cake was like a fish on a chopping board. It flicked its tail twice, but couldn't break free.

In the end, it was Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu who were both surprised and amused. They rescued the little dragon cub from the dragon rabbit's mouth and educated the two of them. This is the elder brother, this is the younger sister, not toys or food. remember.

Although they are at this age, they may not understand what they say, but they still say it, give them an attitude, and continue to teach in the future.

Wen Mingyu held the little dragon cub in the palm of his hand, tilted the corners of his mouth, and took a jinpa to help him wipe the saliva from the little dragon's horn carefully, and then, still a little curious, he touched his soft dragon scales and pinched it lightly. small wings.

The little dragon cub immediately curled up like a small seahorse as if it had been stabbed in the itch.

Wen Mingyu looked at the little sticky cake, and couldn't help thinking, Mu Zhan should have been very similar to the little sticky cake before, but just imagined that, he touched the little wing, as if he had really traveled through time and space, and his hand fell on the young man. At that time, Mu Zhan felt very satisfied.

Mu Zhan just stared at him deeply, without speaking, his expression was unclear.

At eight months old, both little dumplings have learned to crawl.

After getting this new skill, their range of activities became much wider, and they were overexcited, crawling everywhere, and their small clothes swept the floor very cleanly, which saved the palace staff from cleaning.

In order to prevent them from crawling around and accidentally getting hurt, all the sharp objects in the Taiji Temple were put away, and the edges and corners were also protected, and they were allowed to climb. Anyway, more activities are beneficial to their development and health.

But during this time, Mu Zhan's mood became quite unhappy.

After the two little dumplings learned to crawl, their stickiness increased by another level, several times over.

In the past, I could only lie in the crib and couldn't move, so I waited for Wen Mingyu to come back from get off work to see them.

But now that they can crawl, everything has changed. The little dumplings don't need to wait for daddy to come over, they can crawl all over the ground by themselves. When they hear Mingyu's movement, they will follow closely behind, making a small tail, sticky, Follow wherever you go.

Even when Wen Mingyu went to the clean room, they didn't let it go. They had to wait outside the door. The fleshy little hands tugged at the door and watched eagerly. From time to time, there were two squeaks, two milky and tender voices. One after another, as if two little zombies sang a duet, intending to kill the old father inside.

Wen Mingyu's hands were clean with this kind of background music.

Finally, he opened the door and went out. He picked up the two little dumplings with innocent and bright faces outside, sighed, and couldn't help but say, "Little Ancestor."

Dad kowtowed to you, let him solve the physiological problem with peace of mind, okay?

The little dumpling didn't understand what the little ancestor meant at all. He only knew that his father was talking, so he also waved his small arms, wailed, and responded excitedly.

The little sticky cake also kissed Wen Mingyu's face, and then smiled sweetly, almost sweetening people's hearts. At such a young age, he was particularly good at coaxing people, so that the impatience in Wen Mingyu's heart quickly dissipated.

The two little dumplings are very entangled, and Wen Mingyu is hard to refuse.

Mu Zhan was more and more aware of this matter, and he kind of wanted to go back in time. Back before there were no children, the two spent more time alone and didn't want children to disturb them.

But of course, this is not possible.

Therefore, Mu Zhan gradually likes to deal with political affairs. There is no small group outside the Taiji Hall. He can communicate with Wen Mingyu when he is doing things, and he can even find an excuse to let Wen Mingyu come in, and the two can be alone for a while. time, without anyone's interruption.

The same is true today.

Mu Zhan ordered Wen Mingyu to go over and help him draft the edict.

Mu Zhan sat behind the desk, Wen Mingyu sat on the other side, bowed his head and drafted it seriously. According to the requirements, it was soon completed. He raised his head and wanted to ask him what else he wanted to do.

However, he found that Mu Zhan was staring straight at him, and asked in a deep voice, "Is it finished?"

Wen Mingyu nodded, and he stretched out his hand, which caught Wen Mingyu by surprise, his body crooked, and he fell into a wide area. In his arms, the familiar aroma of wine filled the tip of the nose, making people seem to be intoxicated.

Wen Mingyu lost his mind for a moment, and immediately remembered, what place is this, obviously it is not suitable for this.

He raised his head and wanted to step back, but Mu Zhan pressed his lower back so hard that he had to fall back again, burying his face in his arms, sticking to his chest muscles. I have to say that it is actually very comfortable to hold like this. The warm skin touches fills the vacancy, and the tiredness of the body and mind fades away, and I suddenly feel refreshed.

There is a feeling of charging.

Wen Mingyu's reason told him that he shouldn't stay here, but emotionally, he wanted to, after a tug-of-war, the latter narrowly won.

His chin rested on Mu Zhan's shoulders, lying lazily, his voice was vague and low, and his tone was soft, "I like to hold it like this."

Mu Zhan put his hand on his back and gently rubbed it. , hooked a strand of black hair with his fingers, and wrapped it around his fingers to play. After hearing this, he paused, and the corners of his lips raised an unconcealed smile, and then said, "I like it too, and it's not just hugging."

After speaking, he squeezed Wen Mingyu's chin, made him turn his head to face him, bowed his head and kissed it. They had kissed countless times, but Mu Zhan never got tired of it. Every time they kissed, they felt different and tasted different flavors.

He gently sucked Wen Mingyu's lips, licked the tip of his tongue across the gap between his lips, invaded, swept in and plundered, not letting go of an inch, and after it was intense, he licked it gently again, slowly pecked and kissed, making that kind of heart beating wildly. The complex and wondrous mood of her, the whole kissing process was very comfortable after a prolonged period of time, which made me feel happy and wanted to continue.

But Wen Mingyu's reason is still there, knowing that if he stays longer, it will be easy to cause suspicion if he stays for too long, and he will not dare to go out to face those colleagues. If they asked him what he was doing in there for so long, he didn't even know how to answer.

So, Wen Mingyu whispered, "Go back and kiss again."

Mu Zhan frowned, his face reluctantly agreeing.

When it was time to get off work, Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu walked on different paths, reunited in the palace, and walked back to Tai Chi Hall together.

Originally, Mu Zhan wanted to go to the main hall with him, but when he arrived at the door of the hall, a palace servant hurriedly said, "Your Highness, the prince and princess are crying so badly, the slaves are useless, they can't stop coaxing."

Wen Mingyu changed direction without hesitation and went to the side hall.

Go inside and go around behind the screen.

I saw two little dumplings in the crib, holding the railing in their fat hands, trying to stand on their short legs, looking out, with tears in their black eyes, and Jin Doudou kept going down. She fell, whimpered, and cried her face flushed, looking pitiful.

The short black hair is a bit messy, the top of the head is curled up, the small clothes on the body are crooked and twisted, and the hem of the clothes is rolled up, revealing a little white and tender belly.

When I saw Wen Mingyu, both eyes lit up with a swipe, and a smile finally appeared on the sad little face. , their chubby legs couldn't support it, they fell back softly, and fell on the pile of clothes.

It was used by the palace servants to coax them, Mu Zhan and Wen Mingyu's clothes, but they grew up and became smarter, not so easy to deceive, the clothes have the breath of father and father, but they are not Real people, clothes don't hold them in their arms at all.

Therefore, the palace servants had nothing to do, and they were worried that the little master would cry badly, so when he saw the Queen's Saint coming back, he hurriedly greeted him and saluted.

Wen Mingyu leaned over and stretched out her hand, and hugged the two crying tits out. Their eyelashes were still dripping with tears, but they all stretched out their hands and hugged Wen Mingyu's neck in reliance, burying their faces. In his arms, finally stopped crying.

Mu Zhan stood beside the screen, his thin lips pursed tightly, and he looked at him blankly.

As soon as Wen Mingyu turned her head and saw that he was here, she subconsciously wanted to hand over a small dumpling to him for a hug. Although Little Chili and the others are still small and not heavy, holding two at the same time and holding them tightly around their necks is a bit overwhelming.

Mu Zhan stretched out his hand and said directly, "Give me both."

Wen Mingyu was stunned for a moment, "But..."

Mu Zhan interrupted him, "Aren't you hungry a long time ago? I looked at them, you Eat first, then you take care of it."

This kind of rotation seems to make sense.

Wen Mingyu nodded, but she always felt something was wrong, and Mu Zhan didn't seem to be in a good mood.

During the meal, Wen Mingyu was eating, and the two small dumplings were drooling, always interested in what other people eat in their bowls. Sigh.

Mu Zhan used toys to divert their attention. The two little dumplings both held a toy car in their hands. It was in the shape of a gilded tiger, majestic and majestic. There were two small wheels under their feet, and they could hold the back of the tiger with their hands. Press it on the ground, let the toy car go back and forth, use a little more force, and after letting go, the tiger car can continue to drive for a certain distance before stopping.

Tiger car can be said to be the most popular toy, no matter men or women, small dumplings will be attracted and have fun. There is also a delicate and small hand drum beside it. While playing the drum, while pushing the cart, he accompanies himself, giggling with joy.

Little sticky cake was sitting, playing with the tiger car, when he accidentally released his hand, the car ran towards Mu Zhan and hit his leg.

Xiao Nian Gao chased after him, stretched out his hand, ooh, ooh, ahhhh, wanting the emperor to pass the cart back to him.

But Mu Zhan didn't move. He tapped his fingers on the tiger car, with no expression, and said lightly: "If you want, come and get it yourself."

Xiao Nian Gao didn't understand, but after waiting for a while, he hummed to himself before the car came back. Chi Heng Chi crawled over and reached for it.

When he was about to hit the car, Mu Zhan suddenly retracted his hand, stared at the little dumpling, put his hand on his head, and said in a deep voice, "You have to be independent and strong, understand?" Xiao Chili, who was beating drums happily next to him, also stopped, eager to join in the fun, not letting go of any melon's posture, moving his hands and feet together, quickly crawling over, looking up at the father and emperor curiously.

The two dumplings are both small, soft and milky. Anyone who sees them just wants to hug and kiss.

But Mu Zhan was unmoved, and said coldly, "Don't be so clingy."

These words are very directional, but unfortunately, the two little dumplings are still too small, and they have just learned to support things and use their strength to stand up with two little fat legs. How could they understand.

They just blinked their big round eyes, looked at him with a confused look, and then grinned stupidly, revealing small deciduous teeth like grains of rice.

Mu Zhan didn't move any more, Ren Xiao Nianpao took the tiger car back and watched them play quietly. Occasionally, Little Sticky Cake and Little Chili looked up at him and smiled, babbled and babbled in the tenth-grade baby language, and he would lightly hum in response, and the two little dumplings were very happy.

Wen Mingyu was half-hearted, and asked Mu Zhan to come over for dinner. The two little dumplings took their baby toys and crawled after them.

The little pepper burrowed through the bottom of the table, grabbed Wen Mingyu's legs, raised his head, and waited to feed, so greedy that his saliva was dripping.

Wen Mingyu scooped a spoonful of minced meat and handed it over, she bit the spoon with a groan. The little sticky cake was unwilling to climb over alone, screaming milky, and then also got a spoonful of minced meat.

After feeding some meat, Wen Mingyu gave them small pieces of soft pulp, which made them drool.

Wen Mingyu was a little amused. After coaxing them to play with toys, she looked up at Mu Zhan and said with a smile, "I'm bored to eat alone, but I still want you to eat with me."

Mu Zhan's tense expression eased slightly. Said: "I want to eat venison."

Wen Mingyu was stunned, thinking he couldn't reach it, but after looking at it, the venison was actually not far from Mu Zhan, and he could reach it with his hand.

So... are you kidding?

Wen Mingyu smiled and stretched out a piece of venison, but instead of putting it in Mu Zhan's bowl, it was brought to his mouth.

Mu Zhan ate it naturally.

Next, the two were still sitting very close to each other, finishing their dinner sticky.

As night fell, they bathed together and prepared to go to bed.

Behind the bed curtain, Wen Mingyu hugged Mu Zhan's neck and kissed her until she blushes. Her lips are like petals, and the gap between her lips is constantly spitting out hot air, and her lips are glowing with water.

The bell rang for an unknown time, and Wen Mingyu was so tired that she closed her eyes and fell asleep, having a strange dream.

It was dark all around, and in front of him was a neat little bed.

In the dream, he climbed up naturally, lifted the quilt to sleep.

He didn't sleep alone. On the side of the bed, there was a small figure with his back to him, which was very familiar.

In the dream, he didn't know that he was dreaming at all, because everything was too real, as if it had really happened.

He reached out and poked at the little figure, and said something, the other party responded, but he still didn't turn around.

Then, he covered the other side with the quilt, covering both of them tightly, so that no cold wind could get in.

The bed was a little small, so he rubbed it over, and the two of them slept next to each other, making it warmer.