Chapter 1475: Chapter 1478 Are You Going to Be My Door God_1
"..." Suddenly, I really want to kick this person away.
"Is it that you gain a size larger every time you give birth?" When these words whispered lowly, accompanied by his fingers flicking twice, Yang Chuxia finally couldn’t help but kick out.
"Go away!"
She glared at him and then drew open the curtain, separating herself from Ye Zi’an completely.
"Is there a need to be so shy?" Ye Zi’an muttered to himself.
Yang Chuxia rolled her eyes from the other side; it wasn’t that she felt shy, she was plainly just feeling awkward.
The little girl who didn’t understand the thoughts of adults didn’t care what the adults were thinking at all; she was gulping down her own share of the food, and after finishing, she burped contentedly, her lips curling up and her eyes narrowing into crescents.
"You don’t even let your younger brother eat first, and you’re still smiling."
Yueyue felt wronged; it wasn’t her choice to eat first, it was you who picked me up first.
Pulling back the curtain, indeed, Ye Zi’an was still standing outside. She placed the little girl in his arms, "Here, your precious, take good care of her."
Ye Zi’an carefully took her and chuckled, "You are my precious as well."
Instantly, Yang Chuxia’s old face blushed. At her age, still having such sweet nothings on his lips, quite shameless. She shot him a glare and went to pick up Qingqing to feed.
Two little troublemakers, one more exasperating than the other—after eating, one had just wet himself when the other soiled his diaper. Thankfully it was cold and they were wrapped in blankets; otherwise, they would definitely have made a mess on someone.
After getting both children cleaned up, Mingcui and the rest came knocking on the door.
"Ew, what a stink!" As soon as Ye Zi’an opened the door, Yangyang rushed in from outside and pinched his nose at the smell.
"It must be my sister who pooped!" He said, waving his hands to disperse the smell while speaking.
"Nonsense, how can it definitely be your sister? It’s clearly your brother." Ye Zi’an smacked his head as soon as he heard it.
"Handsome dad, can you please stop smacking my head? It’ll turn me dumb."
"You’re already dumb, a little dumber won’t make a difference." Ye Zi’an looked at him disdainfully before picking up Yueyue again.
"Where am I dumb? I’m actually very smart, okay?" Yangyang retorted to his dad while bouncing around, "Can’t you sit down? I want to see my sister."
"I won’t let you. Go look at your brother," Ye Zi’an childishly continued to hold his daughter aloft.
"Why won’t you let me see? My sister isn’t only yours!" Yangyang didn’t like this at all—he also loved his sister.
"She is mine alone."
"Mom!" Ye Zi’an wouldn’t let him see his sister, so Yangyang called out to Yang Chuxia in grievance.
"Your dad is childish; don’t pay him any mind. Let’s look at your brother together," Yang Chuxia beckoned to him.
"Yeah, I’m not dealing with you, so childish!" Yangyang huffed at him before going to see his brother.
Mu Shaoling leaned at the door, listening to this family’s conversation, his eyes practically brimming with disdain.
"Are you trying to be a door god?" Ye Zi’an just said one line.
"I just wanted to call you for lunch." He paused, then continued, "After lunch, get to work quickly, I’m in a hurry to return to the capital."
Mu Shaoling was in a rush, but Ye Zi’an was not; he just laughed at the thought of him wanting to return to the capital. It wasn’t that easy to come and go as one pleases.
Nevertheless, it was indeed time for lunch. Calling for the motherly maids to come in and keep an eye on the children, the whole family went down to join Mu Shaoling for the meal.