ing her lengthy speech, An Xuetang turned and walked away. Fu'er and the others followed suit.Mo Yunchen just stared at An Xue Tang's leaving figure until Jiang Qingyang entered and reminded him that...I saw Mo Yunjing suddenly shout, "Tangtang," the moment she turned around.

An Xuetang blinked, subconsciously turning her body to look at him.

Before she could even ask if he had any other questions, Mo Yunjing had already tucked Pingping back into her arms, letting her hold him.

An Xuetang was surprised, and just as she saw Mo Yunjing leap forward with long legs, he almost instantly stood before Shou'er.

Shouer was also stunned for a moment, and before she could react, Mo Yunjing had already taken An'an from her hands.

Mo Yunjing picked up An An in a princess carry and turned to walk towards the side. He stared at An An in his arms with a stoic expression and said in a low voice, “Don’t cry.”

An Xuetang : “…”

She stared with wide eyes, her mouth slightly open in shock. Unbeknownst to her, as her lips moved, Pingping nestled in her arms mimicked her, opening his own mouth. He thought An Xue Tang was playing with him.

While Mo Yunjing was staring at An'an and saying those three words, An'an not only didn't stop crying as he said, but cried even louder, as if she was deliberately going against him.

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes, staring at the little dumpling in his arms. He suddenly raised both hands, lifting An'an up a bit.

An Xue Tang, Shou'er, Kang'er: "..."

The three of them watched with bated breath, terrified that Mo Yun Jing would drop An An.

"An Xuetang came to her senses and quickly said, "Ajing, what are you doing"

"Teach him a lesson."

An Xuetang : "..."

A'an is only a few months old, she can't even recognize people, how could she understand anything

She was about to say something when she heard Mo Yunjing holding An An and saying, "Don't cry, or I'll punish you."

At this moment, An Xuetang had no words to reply. With Mo Yunjing's coaxing method, when would An An ever stop

Not only did An Xuetang think so, but Shou'er and Kang'er, who were also in the room, thought the same way.

And they were shocked by the way King Beijiang coaxed the child. At this moment, they held back their laughter with all their might, afraid that King Beijiang and the Princess wouldn't notice the strange expressions on their faces.

But the king of Beijiang's behavior at this moment was indeed laughable, and the two of them didn't know how much effort they put in to hold back their laughter.

An Xuetang, holding Pingping in her arms, walked up to Mo Yunjing. She wanted to speak up and stop him, to tell him that what he was doing was useless.

Ann is just a few months old, how could she possibly understand his scolding

But when An Xuetang walked to Mo Yunjing's side, the crying in his arms actually became quieter and quieter, stopping after a while.

A'an's eyes were still filled with tears, her big eyes blinking rapidly as she stared at Mo Yunjing.

That look was as if he could see Mo Yunjing, his round eyes were fixed on Mo Yunjing's, and whether it was because he was truly scared by Mo Yunjing into stopping his crying, or if he was simply interested in the black veil covering Mo Yunjing's face.

Anyway, he just kept staring at Mo Yunjing. Even An Xuetang found it a bit magical, so did her Ah Jing really coax An An

Not only was An Xue Tang shocked, but Shou'er and Kang'er beside her also subconsciously looked at each other, both feeling incredible afterwards.

You know, since An'an was a little boy, he's been very hard to soothe.

Every time AnAn cries, this whole group of people has to put in a lot of effort just to calm him down.

Kebei, the King of Bei Jiang, didn't even shake his head. He just held him and scolded him twice, and then An An really stopped crying

Wonderful, truly wonderful!

Could this be the power of blood ties

After AnAn stopped crying, the room was silent.

After a moment, An Xuetang came back to her senses and smiled helplessly, elbowing Mo Yunjing's arm. "You wouldn't call this getting lucky You really managed to sweet-talk your way out of this."

But next time you can't do that, the child is only a few months old. You look so fierce and menacing, what if you scare him Children are easily frightened, if they are scared, they will have nightmares at night.

Mo Yunjing didn't take it to heart. Perhaps he was too biased towards his own child, but in his eyes, his child couldn't be easily frightened and wouldn't have nightmares after just being scolded a few times.

Seeing him, he merely raised an eyebrow. An Xuetang sighed helplessly and didn't say anything more.

After Ping Ping and An An had settled down, An Xue Tang looked at the bed beside her and gestured for Mo Yun Jing to follow her.

The couple walked to the bed and placed Pingping and An'an, their two sons, on it. Then, one person sat on each side of the bed.

Pingping and An'an, two brothers, lay on their beds. Pingping seemed more restless; after lying down, he kept moving his body. Perhaps wanting to get closer to An'an, he would nudge his little fists toward An'an from time to time.

An Xuetang looked at him like this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl into a smile, reaching out to gently pinch his flat fist, and said helplessly, "What At such a young age, you want to try a sparring match with your younger brother"

His bland gaze fell on An Xue Tang's face. Seeing her smile, he also opened his mouth and smiled, letting out a small sound.

On the other hand, An An lay beside him, his gaze fixed on Mo Yun Jing's face. He didn't make a sound, didn't fuss, just stared quietly at him.

Ann's eyes look deep, one might even think they belong to a little adult if they didn't know better.

Following An'an's gaze, An Xue Tang also looked at Mo Yun Jing and smiled, "It seems your youngest son is very curious about you, A-Jing. Why don't you try playing with him"

Mo Yunjing didn't understand how to play with a child, but since An Xue Tang had said so, he proactively raised his hand and imitated An Xue Tang's movements, awkwardly squeezing An An's small hand.

Ann is indeed less active than Pingping. Even though Mo Yunjing is holding her hand now, she hasn't shown any expression.

Even his little hand on the bed didn't move.

Mo Yunjing raised an eyebrow, his voice a low murmur, "So, what is this A challenge to his father"

Hearing this, An Xuetang chuckled. It did seem like she was provoking Mo Yunjing.

Perhaps having discovered that An Xuetang wasn't looking at him, Pingping suddenly made a series of "iya-iya" sounds and shook his small fists in the air, trying to get An Xuetang's attention.

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes slightly and then suddenly reached out to pinch his flat, small fist.

Pingping was indeed distracted, her gaze shifting to Mo Yunjing.

His big eyes blinked, staring into Moyun Jing's eyes for a moment, then her small hand suddenly changed direction and went towards Moyun Jing.

Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang looked at each other for a moment, both somewhat surprised.

Because in their eyes, Pingping's action was just like asking for a hug.

An Xue Tang gently touched Ping Ping's forehead and said, "Ajing, give him a hug"

"Okay."

Mo Yunjing replied with a sound and stood up. He bent down to pick up Pingping, but as soon as he held Pingping in his arms, An'an, who was lying on the mattress, suddenly burst into tears, as if vying for attention.her fingertips idly rubbed against the corner of the table, tapping it lightly and randomly. Eleven was also nervously waiting for An Xue Tang's response.Once Mo Yunjing has made up his mind to do som...