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Wang Xian Chapter: Forget the machine, drag three

I don't know where the clouds are deep, the morning

As soon as Mao Shi arrived, Lan Wangji opened his eyes.

Since having two more children, the couch in the quiet room has become an unusually wide bed.

With Lan Wangji as the center, on the outside is Wei Wuxian who is wrapped around him like an octopus, and on the inside are two baby dolls sleeping side by side, covered with special quilts.

SiZhui's sleeping posture is stable, where he sleeps before going to bed, what sleeping position he sleeps in, and he still wakes up in that place.Ke Siyue's sleeping appearance is different, after falling asleep for a while, her whole body is turned sideways, her little feet resting on Lan Wangji's waist, and her upper body is squeezed with joy.

Poor SiZhui, always squeezed into the innermost place.

It's the same today, Siyue has already kicked her little quilt to nowhere, her two fleshy short legs rest high on Lan Wangji's chest, and she is sound asleep.

The small mouth is slightly open, and there is a trace of transparent halazi at the corner of the mouth.

Lan Wangji looked at a certain Wei who was wrapped around him, his mouth was also slightly open, and the corner of his mouth also had a little bit of a huff...

A smile flashed in the glazed eyes, Siyue, this girl, also followed her "mother".

Stretching out his arms around Wei Wuxian's waist, he gently pulled off his hands and feet one by one, covered him with the quilt, then sat up slightly, and turned to hug Siyue who was sleeping on his back, straight her body.

After doing all this, he raised his eyes to look at Sizhui, only to find that the baby had woken up at some point, neither crying nor fussing, just lying quietly on the inner side of the bed, a pair of dark eyes curiously Watching him, fingers stuffed in mouth and sucking.

Lan Wangji reached out to grab his little hand, pulled it out of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "SiZhui, don't eat your hand."

Si Zhui blinked, his mouth was empty, his mouth curled slightly, but he didn't cry.

"Hungry?" Lan Wangji put his hands over Siyue and hugged Sizhui in his arms, and said in a low voice.

Si Zhui seems to be able to understand, but he can't speak yet, so he can only hold Lan Wangji's collar with his small hand, and open his mouth to make a sound of "ah, ah".

However, Lan Wangji understood what he meant, hugged him and got up, took the neatly stacked small clothes, raised Si Zhui's small arm, and put the sleeve on.Then pull the clothes from the back and put the other sleeve on him.

Finally, fasten your belt.

Lan Wangji did this set of movements extremely carefully and proficiently, as if he had done it several times, and in a short while, he dressed Si Zhui.

Carrying Sizhui around the screen, at the other end of the quiet room, there is a stove with a small pot heating it.Lan Wangji hugged Sizhui with one hand, and lifted the lid of the small pot with the other.

Inside, a pot of milky white rice soup.

Although Wei Wuxian gave birth to a child, he was still a man after all, unable to give birth to milk, and could only drink rice soup.And this rice soup is specially made with warmth. Although it is not as good as mother's milk, it is enough for such a small child.

As for why a pot was specially set up in the quiet room?That's because Xiaowa's diet is unpredictable, so rice soup is always prepared in the quiet room.

The small pot set up was right next to the tea table, and Lan Wangji sat down by the tea table, went to the small bowl to fill some rice soup, scooped it up with a small porcelain, put it on his lips to blow it cold, and then delivered it to the SiZhui's lips.

SiZhui was really hungry, he opened his mouth, and Lan WangJi sent in the rice soup bit by bit.

It was inevitable that there would be soup left at the corners of his mouth, Lan Wangji took a clean silk cloth and wiped it off carefully, like this, spoon by spoon, Lan Wangji fed him.

Inside, Wei Wuxian was woken up by being kicked by Siyue's little feet.

In the dream, he was still holding the wine jug and drinking happily, and he was drinking happily, but suddenly a heavy blow came to his face, and he was kicked awake in an instant.

Open your eyes, hey, a little foot is resting on his face

Holding the little foot in the palm of his hand, Wei Wuxian sat up abruptly, but saw Siyue, a dead girl, turned her whole body sideways again, and it turned out that the quilt that Lan Wangji had covered her again disappeared again. fly.

He was sleeping soundly, and the corners of his mouth were streaming.

Wei WuXian narrowed his eyes, this damn girl actually kicked him?His wine, it's gone, it's gone! ! !

He reached out and picked up the little guy, turned her over and let her lie on his lap, and raised his palm to Siyue's little butt.

Siyue was awakened in an instant, dazed for a while, feeling that her buttocks had been slapped, she pursed her mouth, and burst into tears.

Still crying?

Wei Wuxian lifted her up by holding her underarm, and snorted softly, "Why are you crying? I don't have much strength, why are you crying?" You can swear it didn't hurt her at all.

No matter, you just hit me!Siyue waved her little hands and feet vigorously, and cried even harder.

Still crying?Wei Wuxian crossed his legs, put Siyue on the coiled ankles, pinched Siyue's fleshy face with both hands, and said fiercely: "Huh? Still crying, you little crying bag, What's there to be ashamed of?"

You still pinch my face!Siyue cried more and more fiercely, pushing Wei Wuxian's hand hard with her small hands, but she couldn't push it away no matter what.

"Wei Ying, what are you doing?"

One big and one small were arguing on the bed, when a helpless voice came, Siyue became agitated in an instant, twisted her body and broke away from Wei Wuxian's hand, and stretched out her small hand towards Lan Wangji, crying until her nose was snotted with tears. Zhang Xiaolian

Daddy!Come and save me!Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Wei Wuxian was amused by the little guy, why did he play so much at such a young age?Looking at Lan Wangji in a blink of an eye, he said with a smile, "Lan Zhan, did you get up so early?" Turning to look at Sizhui in his arms, he said, "Xiao Sizhui woke up so early too? Look at you, little one." Yue'er, learn from your brother, why are you up so late?"

Said, and patted Siyue's small shoulder.

Siyue: You are not yourself!

Lan Wangji couldn't help laughing, walked into the bedside and sat down with Si Zhui in his arms, and then hugged Si Yue who was leaning towards his side vigorously.

Siyue fell headfirst into Lan Wangji's arms, tears and snot all over Lan Wangji's white skirt, Wei Wuxian saw it and couldn't help frowning: "Lan Zhan, your clothes..."

Lan Wangji didn't change his expression, he let Siyue rub against his clothes, and said, "It's okay, I can change it later?" Wei Wuxian couldn't help sighing, the real one was really different.

"Are you hungry?"

Hearing this, Wei WuXian rubbed his stomach and said with a smile, "Well, I'm really hungry."

Lan Wangji nodded slightly, and said, "Then I'll go get some breakfast in a while. Si Zhui has already had rice soup. When I come back later, Si Yue, please wait for me inside."

"How about I go with you? Anyway, I'm awake too." After finishing speaking, he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.

"I'll go, I'll be right back."

"Okay." Wei Wuxian nodded, and lay back on the bed.How nice to get some more sleep.

So, after Lan Wangji comforted Siyue, he wanted to change his clothes and go out, but unexpectedly Siyue would not let go, so in desperation, Lan Wangji had to dress Siyue and change himself, He left the quiet room with her in his arms.

Wei Wuxian lay on the bed and almost couldn't help laughing, he knew all too well why this girl refused to leave Lan Zhan, he laughed enough, and turned to look at SiZhui lying quietly beside him, and couldn't help itching pinch his face.

It was fleshy and soft, and it felt so good to the touch, and SiZhui, who had his face pinched, was not annoyed, but just looked at him with his eyes open.

Seeing this, Wei Wuxian couldn't help sighing in his heart.

The personalities of these two siblings are too different, right?Look at this good tempered girl, she doesn't get angry no matter how hard she pinches, and then look at that girl, she looks so angry when touched, she wanted to hit him just now.

Having said that, looking at Lan Zhan dressing Siyue neatly just now, he is becoming more and more proficient, so he doesn't need to worry about it at all.If others see it, I'm afraid they will be surprised, right?

However, Wei Wuxian rubbed his chin, thought deeply,

Where did Lan Zhan learn how to take care of children?

Xiyao Chapter: Huan's Newbie Daddy

Although it's winter, Lan Xichen's residence is very warm.

Because Jin Guangyao had just had a laparotomy, and the effect of the Mafei powder had worn off, Jin Guangyao woke up, his body was still weak, and the wound on his abdomen hadn't healed yet, so he was lying on the couch and couldn't move.

In this way, he couldn't take care of Jingyi at all, so Lan Xichen recommended himself, saying that he would have no problem taking care of the two of them.

The first step is to feed Jingyi rice soup.

Lan Xichen brought rice soup, stood beside the little bed, looked down at the little person on the little bed, couldn't help swallowing.That Ruyu's face was full of dignity, as if facing a formidable enemy.

Seeing this appearance, Jin Guangyao lying on the couch couldn't help crying, but he didn't dare to laugh, he was afraid of tearing the wound on his abdomen, coughed lightly, and encouraged him in a warm voice: "Ah Huan, I believe in you, come on."

"En!" Lan Xichen nodded emphatically.

Although it is a bit embarrassing to say it, but in the few days before Jin Guangyao gave birth, apart from being busy with the affairs of the sect, the rest of the time was spent learning from his younger brother Lan Wangji.

The lessons learned are naturally how to hold a child, how to feed a child, how to change clothes for a child, how to change a changing mat for a child...

Lan Xichen has learned all of these, especially on Si Zhui (don’t ask why it’s not Siyue, Siyue said that he is not a test subject!) After practicing several times, it can be said that he is very proficient and very proficient. !

However, when it comes to my son, there is something different, and tension is unavoidable.

Encouraged by his own daughter-in-law, Lan Xichen suddenly felt his confidence doubled. He immediately bent down and carefully put his hand under Jingyi's body, holding Jingyi's back of the head with one hand, and the other Dragging Xiaowa's buttocks.

Then, he lifted it up carefully and put it in his arms.

With his soft and small body in his arms, Lan Xichen suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart, which was the same as the feeling of holding Sizhui, but it was a little different.

But if Lan Xichen wanted to say it clearly, but couldn't say it, it was an inexplicable, unclear feeling.

Because Jing Yi was born not long ago, her eyes have not been opened yet, although she is still wrinkled, but in Lan Xichen's eyes, she looks so good-looking!

"Look, Ayao, his eyes are exactly the same as yours, and his small mouth and nose are really pretty! And..." Lan Xichen squinted his eyes and began to chatter.

"Ah Huan," Jin Guangyao interrupted him with a light cough, and said helplessly, "The rice soup is getting cold."

"Yes, yes, look, I forgot, Jingyi, are you hungry? Daddy will feed you rice soup right away!" Only then did Lan Xichen remember what he was going to do, he couldn't starve his son.

Supporting Jingyi's small body with one hand, he scooped up the rice soup with a spoon, tested the temperature on his lips before reaching Jingyi's lips.

Jingyi was really hungry. Although she was still small, her nose was very sensitive. When she smelled the rice soup, she opened her small mouth. Seeing this, Lan Xichen's eyes lit up, and he carefully sent the rice soup in.

Lan Xichen controlled the speed of pouring in so as not to choke the child, but it was the first time after all, so he was unavoidably nervous, and the hand holding the spoon trembled slightly. On the cheek of the instrument, flow down.

"Ah Huan, wipe Jingyi's face." Jin Guangyao, who had been watching from the side, couldn't help reminding.

"Mmmm, yes." Lan Xichen nodded, took a soft cloth towel, and carefully wiped off the rice soup that flowed out.

It took Lan Xichen almost half an hour to feed a small bowl of rice soup. After finishing the rice soup, Jing Yi smacked her lips between his arms and twisted her body, looking a little uneasy. .

Although it took a long time, Lan Xichen felt a little frustrated in his heart. He looked at Jin Guangyao and sighed, "Ayao, it seems that I need to practice more." Why can I forget the machine so quickly?I still remember when he fed Siyue soup, it was ready in less than 10 minutes!

Jin Guangyao suppressed a smile, nodded and said, "Yes, you need to practice more."

Lan Xichen felt even more frustrated.

Frustration is defeat, but Lan Xichen still remembered that Jin Guangyao hadn't eaten since he woke up, so he thought about putting Jingyi down and going to the kitchen to eat, but before he could do anything, suddenly

There was a sudden heat flow from his leg, and his whole body froze immediately, this wet feeling... Lan Xichen's face suddenly became stiff.

Jin Guangyao noticed the abnormality on Lan Xichen's face, and felt strange, but the next second, he smelled... the smell of urine, and immediately understood what was going on.

"Ah Huan, isn't Jingyi..."

Lan Xichen pulled out a smile uglier than crying, and said, "Yes."

The corner of Jin Guangyao's mouth twitched, and he slowly turned his head to the inner side of the bed. Although he couldn't see A Yao's expression, Lan Xichen could clearly see Jin Guangyao's shrugging shoulders...

Fortunately, Ayao didn't laugh in front of her face, she gave him full face.

Lan Xichen sighed softly, looked down at Lan Jingyi who fell asleep peacefully after giving him a note, really didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

However, the child's clothes must be wet, and the most important thing right now is to change him into clean clothes.

Lan Xichen sat on the side of the couch, ignoring his wet skirt, and lightly removed the clothes from Lan Jingyi's body.After a while, a small naked body appeared in Lan Xichen's arms.

Now, it's even harder to hug.

What's worse, the child's bones were so soft that it was like fluid in his arms. He helped him up and then fell limply to the side. He almost fell out of Lan Xichen's arms several times.

Lan Xichen was so startled that he broke out in a cold sweat, and in a panic, he only put on one sleeve.Not only that, but Lan Jingyi, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up again, very dissatisfied with her father's tormenting her like this, she pursed her mouth out of grievance, and burst into tears.

Hearing the crying, Jin Guangyao hurriedly turned his head, felt his heart was about to jump out, and said hastily, "Ah Huan, put him on the crib and put him on, be careful!"

"Okay...okay." Lan Xichen hastily picked him up and put him on the small bed next to him, but this time Jingyi was very uncooperative, his little hands and feet kept struggling, and the sleeves he had put on with great difficulty broke free again. come out.

A thin layer of sweat oozed from Lan Xichen's forehead, holding his limp little hands and feet, he put his clothes on with great effort.

Jingyi was also tired from crying, and finally fell into a deep sleep.

Lan Xichen breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up and sighed, "It's really not easy to take care of a child... Wangji is really amazing."

After a while, he didn't hear Jin Guangyao's words, and turned to look at Jin Guangyao, only to see his eyes fixed on his chest, his lips tightly pursed, looking so strange.

It took a long time for Lan Xichen to remember his clothes, and his face became slightly stiff.

With a light cough, she said, "Ayao, I...I'm going to change clothes..."

After finishing speaking, he hurriedly turned around and walked out of the screen, his back was indescribably embarrassed.

Jin Guangyao looked at this back, the corners of his mouth crazily raised, desperately resisting the urge to laugh wildly

Touching Lan Jingyi's small face, Jingyi, Jingyi, you are the only one in this world who dares to do such a thing on your father's clothes, you are definitely No.1 hahahaha!