Two cute babies: Mr. Si loves his wife too much

"Oh, Dad, hurry up and say it, I'm so anxious!" Ai Nien began to act coquettishly again, thinking that her father was deliberately teasing her.

After hesitating for a moment, Ling's father sighed slowly with flickering eyes, and finally said with a wry smile: "Xiao Ai, there are some things that Dad has to ask, I hope you won't be angry after hearing this."

Ai Nien was stunned when she heard the words, and looked at her father's flushed face, her heart trembled subconsciously, then she squinted her eyes and meditated for a few seconds before softly saying "um".

The matter has come to this point, and Father Ling no longer hesitates. Under his wife's melancholy eyes, he asked with difficulty: "Xiao Ai, what are you going to do with the child's matter?"

Hearing this, the smile on Ai Ni En's face stopped abruptly and was replaced by a deep disgust. Her sudden change of expression scared her parents instantly.

So Father Ling quickly waved his hand and shouted: "It's okay, it's okay! If you don't want to talk about it, we won't ask, let's talk about it on a different topic."

Immediately, Ai Mu came over nervously and took Ai Nien's hand to comfort her silently.

Unexpectedly, after only a few breaths, Ai Nien's emotions calmed down, showing a completely different rationality from the previous few times.

She smiled and said, "Don't be too sensitive, you and mom, I'm fine, you can continue talking."

Father Ling looked at the daughter in front of him in disbelief, and after a few seconds of stunned, he struggled in his heart for a while and asked fearfully again: "Is it really possible?"

"Dad." Ai Nien felt a little helpless immediately, and could only comfort her with a wry smile, "It's really okay, I'm an adult now, so don't look at me like a child."

Hearing this, Father Ling heaved a sigh of relief, seeing Ai Ni En's expression that didn't seem to be fake, he said slowly: "Actually, we have no other intention, just want to ask you what you think of this child."

"What else can I think?" Ai Nien took a deep breath, subconsciously looked at her swollen abdomen and said softly, "Things have become like this, what can I do with him?"

At this time, Father Ling was keenly aware of the helplessness and disgust in his daughter's words, and became even more worried.

As a mother, if you hate this child so much, even if he is born, the child's life is doomed to be sad, and when he grows up, he will become a spoiled child in the eyes of others, such a thing , abound in this society.

Just when Ling's father didn't know what to say, Ai Nien's voice came again: "Actually, I'm curious about some things. What kind of attitude do you and your mother have towards this child?"

The smile on Ai Ni En's face is intriguing, it looks innocent, but it actually hides a sharp edge.

For parents, this is a difficult question to answer, and a little carelessness will hurt their daughter's heart.

Father Ling hesitated for a moment when he heard the words and carefully explained: "Your mother and I have also discussed this child, but in fact we don't have to."

Such a simple answer instantly touched Ai Nien's heart. She looked at her father tremblingly, and then asked in shock: "What you said is true?"

"Of course it's true. I, Ling Jing, am almost 60 years old. How could I lose my principles in front of a little girl like you!" Ling's father shouted decisively, the firmness in his eyes was moving.