Chapter 881

As the iron door slammed shut, the room fell silent.

"Well, brother, sister-in-law, I, I haven't had breakfast when I come here, and I'm going down to eat, you guys talk slowly." He Er is a discerning person, if he doesn't leave now, if he stays for a second longer, it will be all right. It can kill his brother's eyes!

As a result, he just turned around and took two steps, then turned back suddenly, and walked to He Yunting's bedside, "Brother, return your son and daughter to you!"

Immediately, he thrust the two babies in He Yunting's arms into He Yunting's arms, and rolled away.

He Yunting looked at the two living creatures inexplicably protruding from his arms, his eyes were facing each other, and his mind was a little bit overwhelmed.

"baba...papa...bapa..."

The little girl was more lively than her elder brother, and the chubby hand scratched and scratched He Yunting's chest muscles, and even licked it from time to time. This strange sorghum had a tingling smell on her body.

The elder brother was signaled by the younger sister's eyes, and he lowered his head and took a bite on He Yunting's chest muscle. It really tasted numb!

Sister, he seems to be the big villain who stole our rations!

The two babies looked at each other, followed by their little mouths deflated, and burst into tears!

Qiao Yi hurried forward and took the children away from his arms, "Oh, don't cry, don't cry, he is daddy, baba, didn't mommy teach you, don't cry."

Although he already had the answer in his heart, Qiao Yi admitted that He Yunting was still shocked.

He looked at the big and small in front of him helplessly, still felt that he had just slept, and the whole world was different when he woke up.

After being coaxed by their mother, the two little guys stopped crying immediately. The four round eyes sized He Yunting up, down, left, and right, and they had a preliminary impression of the person in front of them: the bad baba who stole their milk!

I'm so angry, I really want my mother to change my papa, but they still can't talk.

The siblings looked at each other and sighed, it's better to be uncle, can we let uncle be our daddy.

"They..." He Yunting was full of questions, and the words came to his lips, but he didn't know how to ask them.

As soon as Joe sat on the bed, he put the babies on the bed and let them play by themselves: "They have just passed their first birthday, and they are one year and two months old, and they still can't talk."

"That time in the cave?"

Qiao rolled his eyes at him and asked, "Apart from that time, is there anything else?"

He Yunting's pupils shrank, and he immediately pulled her into his arms, covering the tattoo on her lower abdomen with his big hand and touching it back and forth, "Does it hurt?"

He still remembered a scar left on Qiao's abdomen when he gave birth to Xiaoyu.

Although she covered it up with a tattoo, he could tell that the scar was long and she must have been in pain.

But at this moment, Qiao Yi didn't know that the man in front of her was the scum who insulted her four years ago, let alone that Xiaoyu was the child she gave birth to. In her memory, that child was already dead. Therefore, she thought that He Yunting's action was simply asking her if it hurt to give birth.

Originally, she had almost forgotten the heart-piercing pain, but when he asked him this question, she immediately became hypocritical.

"It hurts, why doesn't it hurt? They only give birth to one, and I give birth to two at a time. It feels like all the bones in my body are being broken."

This time, He Yunting couldn't take it anymore. He hugged her so hard that his heart was about to break. He kept saying sorry in her ear. As he spoke, his lips moved down to Qiao Yi's face, the last lips, and finally, the two. The person fell directly on the bed and kissed fiercely.

The two little ones on the opposite side heard the voice and looked up, their faces were bewildered...