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    For a long time, Ning Zeran regretted why he had to complete the historical mission so early.

    It¡¯s been said that it¡¯s a historical mission, and it¡¯s not too late to plan after seven or eight years when the two of you are tired enough.

    There are nannies, nutritionists, grandpas, grandmas, grandpas, and all kinds of uncles and aunts in the family. There are more than ten or twenty people in total. How can the two little ancestors who have not grown all hair grow from so many people?  Renli can accurately distinguish Yan Han, who will howl if anyone hugs her, and won't let go of her when she clings to her mother.

    The older brother's nickname is Ning Juju, who is good at stalking, and the first second he is stalking and rolling, and Yan Han hugs him, and the next second he is as quiet as a chicken; the younger sister's nickname is Ning Congee, who is good at pear blossoms with rain, and the first second is crying  Twitching, Yan Han hugged her, and immediately laughed like a flower in the next second.

    On the other hand, Zhuang Xixing and Yu Huan, the two of them are not doing their jobs all day long after they have achieved a good result. Today they are on vacation on the island, and tomorrow they are exploring in the desert. Don't live too carelessly, but he and Yanhan are trapped in the northern capital by these two little devils.  , I haven't been able to find a chance to be chic for almost a year.

    Juju and Congju grew up to be in their early two years, Ning Zeran resolutely moved out of the old house, this is not going to work, the two little guys are almost lawless under the pampering of the older generation, the stick education of Ning's family was overthrown.  Ning Haozhong was thrown out of the blue, mouthful of "Grandpa's Little Pony" and "Grandpa's Little Porridge". He lowered his face in front of his children a little, but was poked by Ning Haozhong with a walking stick: "With you like this  Dad? Not even a smiley face!"

    The first thing to do when returning to Xiangmi Lake Villa is of course to train the two little ones to sleep on their own.

    Ning Zeran had thought about this idea before the two babies came out of his mother's womb, and had communicated with Yan Han beforehand.  However, the ideal is full, but the reality is too skinny. On the day he came back from the hospital, the little guy was taken away by the nanny after feeding at night. He cried from seven or eight o'clock to midnight.  The cry made the listener cry and the hearer sad, Ning Zeran's plan to sleep alone went bankrupt the first day.

    Now there are no elders in the villa, he has the final say, the little ones cry whether they like to cry or not.

    The children's room has been decorated a long time ago, one for boys and one for girls, with the best and most beautiful furniture, the most advanced equipment, and the mobile phone can monitor every move of the little ones throughout the process. Just in case, the nanny's room is located in  beside.

    All is ready except for the opportunity.

    "Is it okay?" Yan Han was a little worried, "Should I have another transitional period to get used to it? The baby is still young."

    "No need," Ning Zeran was very confident, "Leave it to me, just don't be soft-hearted."

    After dinner in the evening, Ning Zeran sent Yan Han away, so as not to soften her heart at that time.

    "Don't be too harsh on the baby," Yan Han said reluctantly at the door, "Don't hit them."

    "OK."

    "What time will I be back?"

    "Nine o'clock."

    "What if they haven't slept yet?"

    "impossible."

    After finally sending his loving mother away, Ning Zeran returned to the living room, the two little ones were sitting on the ground, Juju was playing with the car, and Congee was reading a comic book.

    In fact, Ning Zeran didn't spend much time with the two children. He was busy with work, and he didn't like children making trouble. When he got downcast, he would be afraid of anyone seeing him. There were so many children in the old house that he was coaxed.  Naturally, she avoided him.

    There was no one at home today, and the two little guys seemed to have sensed a crisis. Juju looked up at him, frowned and called to the door: "Mama come here."

    This child has inherited Ning Zeran's genes, the upper half of his face is similar to him, and the single eyelids are exactly the same when wrinkled. The only difference is that he is too small now, and the inner pair has not yet grown out.

    "Mom has gone to work," Ning Zeran said formulaically, "Juju is a man today, and I want to set an example for my sister."

    There was a rustling sound from the side, and Congee Congee stepped on a pile of toys and staggered over. Her facial features looked like Yan Han, and she was wearing a beautiful fluffy princess dress today. Her lips were red and her teeth were white.  A doll in a pictorial.

    "Papa," she looked at Ning Zeran timidly, her dark eyes widened, "I want Ma Ma."

    Ning Zeran's heart softened for a moment, and he involuntarily softened his tone: "Porridge, porridge, it's like being with Dad."

    Congee congee tilted his head and thought for a while, then said softly: "Papa tells stories."

    Ning Zeran had a headache, so he had no choice but to pick up the little book in Congee Congee's hand and read it stiffly.

    Congee obviously likes it very much, rubbing it, rubbing it, and retracting into his arms after a while?? said again, "Congee is cold and needs to be hugged", Ning Zeran had no choice but to wrap the quilt tightly and hug her, and then "Congee wants to hear my father tell a story", Ning Zeran made up another nonsense, and finally Congee choked  He got up and said "I miss you", Ning Zeran racked his brains and pulled out Yan Han's video from his phone to show to his daughter. After struggling for a long time, Congee finally fell asleep with his mobile phone in his arms.  A few teardrops.

    Go out and check the time, it's almost ten o'clock.

    Yan Han leaned against Ju Ju's room door, looking at him with a half-smile.

    It was a wild night.

    He was inexplicably guilty, and pointed to the room: "Asleep?"

    Yan Han nodded: "I came back at nine o'clock, but I didn't get any of them done."

    "Go in to accompany him?" Ning Zeran was a little annoyed.

    "Go in and have a look, and come out after explaining the truth, and we agreed to accompany him at the door." Yan Han was also a little helpless, her son called her every two minutes inside, and it took more than half an hour for her to stop, "You  Look at you, just let him make trouble like this, your throat is hoarse, and he said you beat him, crying so sadly."

    It's really the villain who sues first.

    Is this called beating?  Didn't you see how his dad was beaten by his grandpa and grandpa when he was a child?

    Besides, why didn't you mention the tears and snot he wiped off someone's hand?

    Thinking of this, Ning Zeran's complexion changed, and the numbness in his back came again, and he suddenly remembered that Porridge's face was full of saliva and he hadn't washed it off yet!

    When he came out of the bathroom after cleaning thoroughly, Yan Han was looking at it with a car built by Juju.

    "What's wrong?"

    "Juju is very smart," Yanhan held up the car to show him, "Look, I didn't teach him much, he built it himself according to the drawings."

    "That is, I don't know whose son it is." Ning Zeran hugged her from behind.

    "Can you reason with him carefully in the future?" Yan Han said softly, "Don't apply the method of Dad and Grandpa to Juju."

    Ning Zeran responded vaguely, sniffed her neck, and a faint milky fragrance came.

    Yan Han was happy, and asked again: "Did Congee cry today? Did you go to coax her?"

    Ning Zeran replied vaguely again, rubbing against her cheek.

    Yan Han wanted to ask again, but suddenly lost his balance and was hugged horizontally.

    "I just miss your two treasures," Ning Zeran asked softly, "What about me?"

    Yan Han hooked his neck and kissed him, a layer of scarlet color appeared on his cheeks: "Take it to heart."

    "Not enough, don't mention them anymore, or"

    Ning Zeran took advantage of the situation and fell on the bed. The two of them were intertwined, and the heat suddenly rose.

    Although it was a hard night, it was worth it.

    Continue to work hard tomorrow, and we must get the two little guys done.

    A happy life seems to be beckoning to him.

    With a sound of "àÍ", the room next door howled, it was Juju's cry.

    The phone vibrated, the screen turned on, and the monitoring software alerted that there was a change.

    Yan Han picked it up nervously and took a look. Porridge climbed out of bed in pajamas and barefoot, two lines of tears hung on his cheeks, his shoulders twitched, and he was crying silently

    There is a long way to go.

    There are still many days to worry about.

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