His wife is in the kitchen making breakfast, and the two children are still sleeping in the warm room.
Everything is quiet and beautiful.
No outside disputes, no conspiracies and schemes.
Xiao Moli suddenly felt that if he could live here with An Ziqi, along with Ningning and Xiao Ai, it would be very happy and beautiful.
He doesn't want much, just for An Ziqi, Daddy and Mommy to be good and for Xiao Yining and Xiao Qian'ai to grow up healthy and happy.
Perhaps when Xiao Yining grows up, he can hand Huanyu over to him and then take An Ziqi to find a place like this for a peaceful life.
The sound of An Ziqi cutting vegetables came from the kitchen, and Xiao Moli's lips gently curled into a smile.
With a careless move, the thin shirt was torn open by his hand into a large hole.
Darn it!
Two words flitted through Xiao Moli's mind.
The perpetrator turned back quickly for a glance, then balled up the shirt in his hand and casually tossed it out of the yard.
