The Supporting Actress Made A Comeback-Chapter 931 - 935: Another World

Mo Shu reached out to punch him lightly and said, "You really are his father, you make me so angry!"

Yu Siqiao chuckled softly, "You’re also his mother, don’t be angry. I’ll discipline these two little rascals."

Mo Shu handed the children to Yu Siqiao and stormed off angrily.

Yu Siqiao placed the two little ones on their small bed; both of them had their mouths open, making "ah ah ah" sounds at their father, their big, round eyes rolling around, looking both lively and smart.

"Yiya!"

Little Tangguan reached out to Yu Siqiao, grinning happily. If it weren’t for the tear stains on his face and his red little nose and eyes, who would think he had just finished crying?

Yu Siqiao had no solution for his own son. He extended his hand as Little Tangguan did, who immediately grabbed it and stuffed it into his mouth.

Yu Siqiao suddenly remembered Mo Shu’s words: Dirty hands, the baby’s immunity is weak, you shouldn’t...

Shouldn’t what?

Upon thinking this, Yu Siqiao became a bit confused.

When did Mo Shu say that?

Thinking back carefully, Yu Siqiao couldn’t quite recall when he heard it, but Mo Shu did indeed say it.

There was the sensation of the baby gnawing and sucking on his finger, just like before.

That dream was so incredibly realistic...

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When Mo Shu returned to the baby’s room, Yu Siqiao was holding Little Honey Pot, rocking back and forth on the little rocking horse.

The little one was very happy, screaming and laughing with an adorable baby-like demeanor, exceptionally clever.

Little Tangguan slept soundly, completely unaffected by his brother’s screams.

Mo Shu tucked Little Tangguan in and couldn’t resist reaching out to touch her son’s little cheek.

Little Tangguan slept sweetly, his mouth slightly open, long dark eyelashes like two tiny feather fans.

Yu Siqiao came over with Little Honey Pot, who grinned and reached out to Mo Shu, babbling excitedly.

Mo Shu’s heart melted, saying, "Have they all had their milk?"

"Yes, the older one ate and then slept; this little one didn’t eat much, but he’s wide awake."

Mo Shu picked him up, "Of course, we just ate, right?"

Little Honey Pot became even happier, responding with a sweet little coo.

"Come on, let’s go have breakfast." Yu Siqiao embraced his wife and son, a gesture as natural as can be.

But just as he moved closer to Mo Shu, it felt like something stabbed his head hard, catching him off guard, and he almost lost his balance.

However, he quickly reacted, immediately steadying his wife.

Mo Shu was startled by his action, and when he helped her up again, she turned to see Yu Siqiao’s face looked off.

Mo Shu was surprised, "What’s wrong with you?"

Yu Siqiao’s vision started to darken, wanting to say it was nothing, but it felt like there were devils waiting to swallow him, pressing in darkly.

His tall figure wobbled three times in an instant.

"Yu Siqiao!"

Mo Shu’s voice was filled with panic.

Then, Yu Siqiao knew nothing.

In his sleep, Yu Siqiao seemed to arrive at a completely unfamiliar world.

All around were antique furnishings, looking like he was in a pavilion from ancient times.

However, all around the pavilion was a landscape of pure white ice and snow.

Yu Siqiao felt an odd familiarity here, almost instinctively and looked towards the northwest.

In that direction, stood something resembling an altar, atop a long ice staircase, and there lay a transparent, glistening crystal bed.

On it, lay a woman in blue, gauzy attire.