Zheng Yun's pitiful temperament was put away in an instant, and he smiled with his lips curled, "Okay, I know Xixi has me in her heart too."

"no!"

Ying Xixi retorted dryly.

"Okay, okay, no."

Zheng Yun followed her words, revealing a hint of doting.

Just like Ying Xixi says one thing and means another.

Ying Xixi gritted her teeth, turned her head and ignored him.

Zheng Yun walked into the house in a good mood. The servants in the house didn't know him and were about to ask about Ying Xixi when Zheng Yun introduced himself.

"My last name is Zheng. I'm An An Ning Ning's biological father, and I'm also the son-in-law who married into the Ying family."

Ying Xixi: "?"

"I haven't agreed to your marriage yet, so don't talk nonsense.

You can just call him Master Zheng."

Ying Xixi corrected Zheng Yun's self-introduction, then went back to the house with her son in her arms.

Zheng Yun helplessly spread his hands, "Xixi hasn't agreed to my marriage yet, so you should just do as she says."

The servants looked at each other.

"Yes."

It seems that the couple is having a conflict.

Zheng Yun strode up to catch up with Ying Xixi and followed her into the house.

The wet nurse in the room was holding Ningning and coaxing her.

Every time Ying Xixi went to the store, she would just carry her child with her and sit for a while before coming back.

I hold my son today and my daughter tomorrow, and I keep alternating like this.

"Miss, you are back. The little lady was crying just now. She was not hungry or urinating."

The wet nurse said quickly.

Ying Xixi put her son in the crib and took her daughter over.

"Ningning, mommy is back. Don't cry. Mommy will comfort you and you can go to sleep obediently later."

Ningning pouted her lips and cried loudly.

No matter how much Ying Xixi tried to coax her, she just wouldn't stop.

Ningning cried, and Anan started crying too.

The brother and sister cried at the top of their lungs, one competing with the other.

Ying Xixi’s head is about to explode.

"Xixi, let me try?"

Zheng Yun, who had been standing aside and watching for a while, spoke up.

Ying Xixi hesitated, "Can you hold a baby?"

"I just saw the way you hold your daughter. I learned it. Let me try it."

Zheng Yun stretched out his hands with confidence.

While Ying Xixi was hesitating, Ningning in her arms howled even louder.

She had no choice but to carefully put her daughter into Zheng Yun's arms and instruct him on how to hold the child.

Maybe it's really the blood relationship between father and daughter.

After Zheng Yun gently held his daughter in his arms, his daughter really stopped crying.

The son in the wet nurse's arms gradually stopped crying.

Ningning opened her big watery eyes and looked at Zheng Yun, not knowing what she was looking at.

Holding his little daughter in his arms, Zheng Yun's heart almost melted.

"Ningning, I'm daddy."

Ningning didn't understand and spit out bubbles of saliva.

“Xixi, Ningning looks like you, very beautiful.

What's her full name?"

Zheng Yun looked at Ying Xixi with a gentle smile in his eyes.

"Ningning is named Ying Yuanning, and An'an is named Ying Yuanan. I hope that they can live a peaceful life, so I named them like this."

Ying Xixi held her son in her arms and explained softly.

"Ying Yuanan, Ying Yuanning, nice names, Ningning looks like you, and Anan looks like me.

Blood ties are really strange. They are obviously twins, a boy and a girl, but they don’t look exactly the same. Instead, one looks like the father and the other like the mother.”

Zheng Yun said softly, looking at the son in Ying Xixi's arms.

"Xixi, let me hug my son. If you hug my daughter, you should hug my son too. Don't be partial to one and ignore the other."

Ying Xixi raised an eyebrow, put her son on the crib, and reached out to take her daughter.

As a result, as soon as she touched her daughter's little hand, her daughter started crying again.

Zheng Yun, who had no parenting experience at all, was so scared that he quickly hugged her.

"Why is Ningning crying again?"

Ying Xixi: "......"

"Hold her for a while, and then put her in the crib after she falls asleep."

As soon as she finished speaking, her son who was sleeping in the crib started crying.

She quickly picked up her son and tried to comfort him, and the boy stopped crying as soon as she was picked up.

He stared at his mother blankly with eyes similar to Zheng Yun's.

Ying Xixi was helpless, "You are so cunning at such a young age. I don't know who you take after."

Zheng Yun on the side: "........"