Chapter 1465
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After attending Zhai Yunfeng's uncle's fifth birthday party, Little Softie returned home with her parents.
At night, Zhai Yunsheng and Jian Yiling were in bed. Little Softie was squeezed between the two of them.
Their three sons basically didn't sleep with the couple at night. Only their youngest daughter, who was two years old, would stay in their room from time to time.
Little Softie was lying on the bed. She was holding a doll in her hand. However, the expression on her face was not very happy.
"What's wrong?" Zhai Yunsheng asked his daughter patiently.
"Daddy, Softie wants to go to school."
Little Softie said each word very seriously.
"You're only two years old. It's not time for you to go to school yet."
She didn't even know what to say and she was already thinking about going to school?
"But … But … My brothers are going to school," Little Softie cried out.
It turned out that when she was with her brothers, Little Softie had discovered that they had already started school.
Although she wasn't sure what "going to school" was for, her brothers were going, and she wanted to go too. She didn't want to be separated from them.
She wanted her brothers!
Zhai Yunsheng felt uncomfortable when he saw his daughter's pitiful expression.
"Then tell them not to go to school. They'll stay at home with you," Zhai Yunsheng said.
His daughter was only two years old. It was impossible for her to go to school. As a result, his sons could only stay at home with his daughter.
Jian Yiling glared at Zhai Yunsheng: "Sheng, don't talk nonsense."
Zhai Yunsheng said confidently: "It doesn't matter if they go to school or not. After all, they know most of the knowledge in school."
His and Yiling's children had high IQs.
The eldest child was taught by his and Yiling's master. The second child was taught by Jian Yubo. The third child was taught by his grandfather.
It wasn't necessary for them to go to school.
"But they can play with their classmates at school," Jian Yiling said with a serious and firm expression.
Zhai Yunsheng suddenly remembered that Jian Yiling had missed the opportunity to spend time with other children her age.
"Mhmm. Then let them go to school," Zhai Yunsheng said. Between his wife and daughter, his wife was more important.
Jian Yiling turned her head to comfort her daughter: "Softie, you have to be good. We're only going to school. We still have to go home at night to accompany Softie."
"Spicy … Will the brothers … Not like Softy anymore?" Little Softy asked as she looked at Jian Yiling.
"Of course not. No matter how many friends my brothers have, Softie's position in their hearts will never change. Softie is Softie. No one can replace her," Jian Yiling patiently explained to Softie.
"Okay!" Softie cried out. She nodded her head obediently.
"Tomorrow morning, Softy and Mommy will make lunch for Big Brothers to take to school, okay? That way, when they eat their lunchboxes at school, they'll be able to think of you. "
"Alright!" Softy said excitedly.
"Then go to bed now, so that you can get up in the morning."
"En, en."
Little Softie immediately lay down and covered herself with her little blanket. She closed her eyes and obediently went to sleep.
When he saw that Jian Yiling had fallen asleep, Zhai Yunsheng moved closer to her. He lowered his head and gently nibbled on her neck.
"Don't mess around. You'll wake up Softy," Jian Yiling protested in a small voice.
"Let's go to the study," Zhai Yunsheng said in a deep voice.
"No … I don't think that's a good idea …"
Zhai Yunsheng didn't give Jian Yiling a chance to refuse. He picked her up and quickly walked to the study.
Jian Yiling was placed on the desk by Zhai Yunsheng. Then, a passionate kiss fell on her lips …
Little Softie was left in the bedroom. She didn't know what her parents were doing when she fell asleep. Her mind was filled with thoughts about making lunch for her brothers tomorrow morning.
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