Yan Ling stood there stiffly for a while before he recovered.

Turning his head to look at Han Han sitting on the sofa, he said every word, "So, you already know who is Tadpole's father, and have you checked out the address in advance?"

"Great King Hanhan also went to find a wild man, but he didn't see it. He just chatted on WeChat for a while, and the wild man gave me a black card, but..."

He has blocked me now... Han Han added silently in his heart.

He would not say such a shameful thing.

Thinking of this, Han Han put his cheeks in his hands, his face collapsed, and he was still very unwilling!

Someone will actually blacken the wise, handsome and heroic King Han Han?

"Bang—" Yan Ling rolled his eyes and fell directly to the ground.

Just let her faint like this, she wants to be like she has never heard of anything...

Yan Ling suddenly remembered something, turned over and sat up, reached out and grabbed Han Han's shoulders, gritted his teeth, "So, last time you scolded someone on the Internet, you said to find a helper, you just found the father of the tadpole?"

Shao Chi! The male **** she worshipped in her heart actually helped them curse people online?

If she had let her know early, she would have been awake for a few days of excitement!

"Yeah." Han Han frowned when he looked at Yan Ling who was going crazy, and nodded calmly.

"How important are you telling me now?!" Yan Ling was angry.

Han Han: "..."

Aunt Linger, what worries you the most right now, isn't it your favorite little princess? Not your favorite Xiaoyueyue? But the wild man once scolded people for you?

"Little friend Xia Shuhan, I don't care what you want to do. If you want me to help you, you can quickly tell me about Tadpole's father. I will carefully consider whether to remedy it or report you directly!"

Yan Ling turned back and sat on the sofa, hearing from the beginning to the end, the more he listened, the more cold sweat on his forehead.

Knowing that Han Han had really approached Yan Chengchi and almost met with Yan Chengchi, there was a chill in Yan Ling's back.

Han Han and Mo Mo are fraternal fetuses. If Mo Mo's appearance is a composite of his parents, but his character is more like Xia Changyue, then Han Han's face is almost carved out of Yan Chengchi's appearance.

A reduced version of Yan Chengchi...

If the father and son are allowed to meet, the life experience of that baby, big and small, will really be hidden...

"We have to take her back before Xiao Yueyue knows that the little princess is looking for her dad!" Yan Ling took a breath, stood up and said nervously.

"Auntie, why can't we find Dad?" Han Han's small brows furrowed slightly, his little fingers were put together, and his mouth was pursed. "Every time you mention Dad, Xiao Yueyue will be unhappy, but both King Hanhan and Momo I really want to have a dad, why doesn't dad want us?"

"..." Yan Ling's body shook, looking at the well-behaved and sensible Han Han, his heart twitched.

Other children have parents, Han Han and Momo have only mothers since they were born...

Two clever babies, I'm afraid I wanted to ask this question long ago, right?

But I was worried that my mother would be unhappy, so I kept bearing it. Now it is hard to get the chance to contact my father, and she wants to send them away...

Yan Ling thought about what she had done, feeling inexplicably guilty.

But if you don't pick up the little princess, what if you show up?