Guoguo and Tangtang both lowered their heads, their little mouths pursed, as if feeling guilty and aggrieved.
After a while, Tangtang raised her pretty little face, rustled over, and hugged Ji Mingyu's feet with her short hands, "Daddy, don't be angry, Tangtang knows I was wrong."
Guoguo also immediately said in a very obedient manner: "Guoguo also knows that he is wrong!"
These two little bastards never hesitate to admit their mistakes.
But if you still admit your mistake, you will get into trouble again next time.
Ji Mingyu looked at his daughter's beautiful and lovely face, and then at his son's handsome face that seemed to be carved from the same mold as his own. The fluctuating spiritual power swirled in his hands, but he never sent it out.
Just then, the door of the room was pushed open.
A clear medicinal fragrance wafted towards me.
"Mom!" The two little guys jumped into Xi Yue's arms as if they had seen a savior.
Xi Yue easily caught the two little bombs, tapped their heads, and said unhappily, "You two little naughty boys, you always have to make your daddy angry, don't you?"
"No way!" Tangtang shook her little head and said, "We know that today is Daddy and Mommy's wedding anniversary, so we want to give gifts to Daddy and Mommy!"
Guoguo also nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, Brother Dandan said that marriage means forming a family, so Tangtang and I are also members of the family. Why can only Daddy and Mommy celebrate their anniversary, but we can't?"
Xi Yue was startled, and glanced at Ji Mingyu, then her expression softened, "Oh, so what gifts have you prepared for Daddy and Mommy?"
Even Ji Mingyu's expression turned a little brighter at this moment.
The two little guys took out two flowers that were bigger than their faces, and happily handed them to Xi Yue and Ji Mingyu, "Daddy and Mommy, happy anniversary!"
I saw that these two flowers had a total of seven petals, and the colors of the seven petals were different.
They correspond to the seven colors of the rainbow - red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue and violet.
As soon as the flowers were taken out, the surrounding air was immediately filled with rich spiritual energy and fragrance.
When Xi Yue saw the seven-colored flower, her pupils suddenly contracted.
This is not...
At this moment, Jiu Ye's angry roar came from outside: "Asshole! My seven-colored spiritual flowers! I finally waited for them to bloom and produce seeds! Who is it, that bastard who picked my spiritual flowers?"
Xi Yue: “…”
Ji Mingyu: “…”
All eyes fell on the two little ones and the seven-colored flowers in their hands.
"You are the ones who picked the colorful spiritual flowers of Jiu Ye?"
"Hmm, mother, am I beautiful?"
The veins on Xi Yue's forehead jumped, and she threw the two brats to Ji Mingyu, "Do whatever you want with them!"
After saying that, he turned around and left, no longer paying attention to the crying of the two little ones.
These two little bastards are going to make a scene if they are not taught a lesson.
…
Half an hour later.
After comforting Master Jiu, Xi Yue came back and saw the two little guys standing obediently in the house with tears on their little faces. They looked like eggplants hit by frost, wilted and extremely depressed.
Ji Mingyu sat leisurely beside him, handling official business.
The two little guys would secretly glance at their dad from time to time, but Ji Mingyu would ignore them.
When they heard the door open and saw Xi Yue coming in, the little ones immediately showed happy expressions.
Her beautiful eyes were red from crying, and her little nose was also red, making her look particularly pitiful. (To be continued)