Chapter 265 Child

But there was one thing Zhou Qixiao didn’t say.

I love them because they are your sons and daughters, so there is no difference between men and women.

I love them because I love you, that's all.

He was afraid that speaking out would make Wen Ran worry about his mental state.

But for him, it was indeed the case.

He is a lunatic with self-destructive tendencies, and he learns to be a normal person for Wen Ran.

All prerequisites are Wen Ran...

"Zhou Qiqi"

whispered in his ear, Zhou Qixiao came back to his senses, and saw a little doubt in Wen Ran's deer eyes. He raised the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and kissed Wen Ran's red cheek. lip.

"Baby, I'm going to have a sterilization in a few days. From now on, you can sleep with me however you want. You don't have to worry about killing anyone again."

Wen Ran:

Aren't they talking about the parenting plan?

Why did they suddenly fly onto the highway again? !!!

Feeling the man's wet and hot lips going down the side of his face, Wen Ran slapped his face.

Just when he was about to say that he was still holding the child in his arms, he glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw when his daughter was put in the crib!!

"They are well behaved. I coax them so well. Do you think my wife should give me some reward?" Zhou Qixiao said with his lips. It has been attached to the red mole on Wen Ran's collarbone, tossing and turning.

"Just a little bit, not too much." Zhou Qixiao naturally remembered that Wen Ran's body needed to recuperate, and he just wanted to taste the milky little girl, that's all.

I thought of these four words again, but compared with what I just thought.

Zhou Qi smiled wildly, and the kiss became more and more intimate.

It’s really just...that’s all...

spring passed and autumn came, and more than two years passed in the blink of an eye.

The two little ones are developing very well.

The parents' appearance genes are top-notch, and the two little ones are also trying their best to pick out their parents' strengths.

My sister has a pair of blue deer eyes, as clear and rippling as the smallest diameter ocean. When she smiles, her big eyes are slightly curved, and there is a hint of Zhou Qixiao's lingering affection in her eyes.

My sister is like a replica of Wen Ran when she was a child. She has a soft voice, loves to laugh, and is as sweet as glutinous rice dumplings kneaded with sugar. Anyone who sees her likes her.

But because her parents are both here, she is a little more lively and smiling than Wen Ran was when she was a child.

At this moment, she was sitting on a soft cushion wearing an exquisite pure cotton skirt. Maybe she was a little tired from playing just now, and her entire upper body was leaning on the big cat next to her.

This Golden Grain Layer came from Northeast China two years ago and has now grown to the size of an adult.

But because he has been raised in captivity since he was a child and fed good food and drink, he has long lost his wild nature.

What's more, the bigger furry bear not far away was acting cute, and it lay even more flat.

Not far away, Zhou Qixiao was leaning lazily under a tree, keeping his eyes on this side from the corner of his eye.

Seeing that his sister's little head was moving little by little, and finally fell asleep next to the big cat, he got up, grabbed the small blanket next to him and covered the soft little dumpling to prevent her from catching a cold.

Leaning over and kissing his daughter's cheek, Zhou Qixiao took another look at the big cat lying obediently as a pillow.

The big cat seemed to feel the murderous intention, and shrank its huge head, keeping its four paws in place.

It can still tell whether it is eating a decapitated meal or eating meat every meal.

Zhou Qixiao then stood up, but took another look at Xiaobald who was sitting on the tree next to him.

Although the big cat has long lost its wild nature, Zhou Qixiao does not allow any surprises.

So when the children were playing with them, Little Bald stood by with his gun in hand.

Little Bald jumped down from the tree and sat on the other side of the big cat, fiddling with the gun in his hand.

The ears of the big cat, which was originally just holding its paws, twitched and it silently buried its head in its paws.

These days, food is hard to earn and shit is hard to eat!

Zhou Qixiao stepped towards his brother who was sitting on a chair reading a book at the pavilion of the waterside pavilion.

My elder brother is precocious and smart. Although he is only three years old, he is so young and mature that he looks like he is not interested in anything.

The little person was wearing overalls, clean and tidy, and his hair was combed meticulously. He really couldn't see the innocence of a child at all.

If he wasn't so small, he would look like an adult.

At this time, he felt Zhou Qixiao approaching and turned to look over.

Although Zhou Qixiao has a pair of affectionate eyes and has restrained his violent aura in recent years, he is still a decisive and decisive person, and he still has some evil aura in him.

Especially when he is not smiling, the blue that is originally as charming as a gem reveals an inorganic coldness.

Let alone children, even adults dare not look directly at him.

But his son always looked at him directly, not to mention scared, but with a bit of contempt for you.

Zhou Qixiao couldn't help but want to laugh every time she looked at him.

Zhou Qixiao was leaning on the chair opposite him as if he had no bones. With his long legs exerting force, the chair tilted backwards, causing him to sway.

Seeing his son, he lowered his head to read as if nothing was wrong. He leaned forward, tapped the table with his slender fingers, and said lazily: "Xu Xu, I want to discuss something with you."

Xu Xu heard this and slowly closed the book in front of him. , then he slowly raised his head and looked at Zhou Qixiao.

Her slender eyelashes were raised just like Zhou Qixiao's, but her expression was indifferent.

Zhou Qixiao almost laughed again when he looked at his son's eyes.

What does this mean? It sounds

like I really can't do anything to you and can only listen to what you say.

Zhou Qixiao raised his brows and said casually without taking it seriously: "Call me daddy."

Xu Xu seemed to have guessed what Zhou Qixiao was going to say, and lowered his eyes without any interest.

Zhou Qixiao was not in a hurry, resting his elbows on the table, supporting his face with the back of his hands, and his long legs swaying together irregularly, as if he didn't care at all about this matter.

His son has a super high IQ and excellent physical fitness, but his personality is like a boring melon.

He is almost three years old and has never spoken.

A few days ago, Wen Ran felt that he could not delay any longer and wanted to take him to the hospital for a careful examination.

The boy finally spoke in a depressed tone and said: Mom, I have no problem.

It proved that there was no problem, but since then it has been silent.

It was as if the mission had been completed after calling "Mom" to make Wen Ran happy.

Yesterday, the sweet little sister was making a fuss, and the boy spoke again, still calling her sister as if he had completed his task.

Now he is the only father left, and he has not called me yet.

Zhou Qixiao didn't care much, but Wen Ran's secretly sad look did not escape his eyes.

The little girl must be overthinking it, thinking that he has a bad relationship with his son.

Zhou Qixiao had an idea today and wanted to coerce his son into calling him "Dad" to make Wen Ran happy.

"There's no need to scream now. When your mother comes back later, you scream in front of her to make her happy." He

slowly raised his head again. His strange eyes would only be obvious in the bright sunshine. Now he looked straight at Come here, with a bit of splendor and eccentricity.

Zhou Qixiao also had to admit that his son's eyes were really as charming as him.

He leaned back lazily on the chair again, smiling carelessly. He was just about to discuss the terms with his son and see what the boy wanted.

But when he met his son's eyes again, Zhou Qixiao was slightly startled.

Obviously his son didn't say anything, but why did he feel that he was asking silently: What about you?

The casual smile on Zhou Qixiao's face restrained unconsciously.

I'm not sure whether it's my own imagination, or whether this boy is really so sensitive.

He's such a good father and pretends that even Wen Ran can't see anything wrong. This boy can realize that he's doing all this to make Wen Ran happy, not himself. Zhou Qixiao found it a bit ridiculous that a three-year-old child who wanted to be a good father could understand such complex emotions .

"Son, what do you want?"

When Xu Xu heard this, his little hand that opened the book paused, and soon he started reading the book again.

Just when he was about to be completely immersed in his own world, he suddenly thought of something and raised his eyes again to glance at Zhou Qixiao opposite him.

The man still looked lazy and leisurely, as if it didn't matter whether he talked to him or not.

He retracted his gaze with peace of mind and continued to read quietly.

Although Xu Xu had a precocious mind, he actually didn't quite understand why Uncle Shengqing looked at him with regret as he was just not interested in anything.

Occasionally he could see this look in the servant's eyes, as if he was different from his sister and the same as everyone else.

But he just didn't understand it for a little while, and then he was no longer interested.

Until his mother, who had always been gentle, squatted in front of him and softly discussed with him that she wanted to take him to the hospital for a check-up.

He seemed to understand that he had made his mother worried.

So he spoke.

His keen intuition told him that everyone seemed to be relieved at that moment.

That day he sat quietly in a chair and thought for a long time.

He didn't understand all this with his current knowledge, but he searched through the few books he had read and suddenly found the answer.

Finally, he ran to his mother, whispered in her ear and asked: Am I a little monster?

The mother in front of her looked stunned, as if she didn't expect him to say such a thing.

He, who had never been in any mood, felt uneasy for the first time.

His expression looked natural, but his little hands unconsciously clenched the hem of his clothes.

He always liked to be clean and tidy, and his clothes always fit snugly, but this time the hem of his clothes was wrinkled into a ball.

The next second, the gentle mother showed a comforting smile and raised her hand to ruffle his meticulously combed hair.

The hands inserted into the hair were soft and the movements were gentle, so he didn't feel disgusted.

"Xuxu, if you like talking, just talk. If you don't like it, we won't talk. You may not understand what I'm saying now, but mom wants to tell you, as long as you don't hurt others or yourself, you can live whatever life you want. What kind of life."

When Wen Ran talked to his children, he always squatted down and looked at him, giving them enough respect.

She leaned forward and pressed her forehead against her son's, and gently arched her forehead, her tone gentle but full of power.

"Society may be cruel to people who stand out. But mom is very lucky that your parents are currently capable of letting you and your sister live the life you want, so as long as you are healthy and feel happy, that's enough."

Wen When Ran said this, he distanced himself slightly, looked at his son who was still a little out of his senses with gentle eyes, and kissed his soft cheek with baby fat.

"Remember, your life is yours, you don't have to live it for others to see."

Xu Xu nodded in understanding.

But one thing he understood was that he was not a little monster and would not make his mother sad.

The corners of his flat mouth slightly raised, and he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around his mother's neck a little cautiously.

Until the two little ones went to kindergarten, Zhou Qixiao didn't hear the boy call him daddy.

Zhou Qixiao still looked indifferent, but he still treated his son and daughter equally and took care of them personally.

Even Jiang Jiliu felt ashamed when he saw it, saying that he didn't expect Zhou Qixiao to live in such an IKEA home after becoming a father.

Zhou Qi Xiao Romanov's identity has attracted too much attention in the Grizzly Bear Country.

So when choosing a kindergarten, he registered as his father, Ivanlovsky, an obscure entrepreneur among them.

After all, both children are named Wen after Wen Ran, so it doesn't matter what his father's last name is.

Although the two little ones go to the best aristocratic kindergarten, they are very low-key.

But I didn't expect that something happened to Low-key.

Although children are innocent and innocent, they often say the most vicious things.

Half a month after school started.

The little boy with brown hair, blue eyes and exquisite clothes waited for the short gap when the teacher was not around, and suddenly stood in front of his brother.

He stretched out his slightly rounded fingers and shouted loudly: "You never speak. Are you mute? My father said that mutes will go to a mute school. If you are with us, we will be infected!"

The other children shouted. Listen, it's like my brother is some kind of plague that suddenly dispersed.

Although they liked this pretty little brother very much, he never spoke and ignored them, which looked strange.

Some children who were usually ignored suddenly echoed: "My grandpa said, this is inferior genes, it's Chuanchuan!"

An older child immediately shouted exaggeratedly: "I know what Chuanchuan is! Chuanchuan is it!" Mutt!"

The children suddenly laughed, screamed, and made a lot of noise.

But the brother who was in the middle of the public opinion was still flipping through the books on the table indifferently, not interested in what they said.

My sister, who just came in from the door, didn't understand what they were laughing at at first.

When she saw one of them pointing at her brother and calling him a mutt, the little girl's cheeks puffed up, she rolled up her puff sleeves, grabbed the broom at the door and rushed over.

As he hit one after another, he shouted in a soft voice: "Don't talk about my brother!"

The brother, who had been unresponsive, raised his head.

When I saw one of the fat guys snatching my sister's broom, he raised his hand to push her.

He rushed over very quickly and knocked the little fat man to the ground.

Then the children got into a fight.

Zhou Qixiao rushed to the school as soon as he received the news.

He had just been training with Sheng Qing at the base, and he was still wearing combat camouflage uniforms.

The man is tall and has long legs. After years of precipitation, his temperament has become more restrained.

It's just that the posture with one hand in his pocket is a bit more naughty.

As he walked, his expression remained lazy and careless, but when he raised his eyes, there was an evil aura about keeping strangers away.

As soon as I walked outside the half-open office door, I heard grizzly language with a slight accent coming from inside.