In 1832, the Dragon King’s nanny was in the city

“Hehehe!”

The two little Cuties grabbed the milk bottle and drank a few mouthfuls of spirit fruit juice. Then, they laughed happily.

One of the naughty little ones threw the milk bottle in his hand. Then, he grabbed Wang Xian’s arm and was about to climb up his head!

Looking at such a cute little girl, Wang Xian couldn’t help but be overwhelmed by his father.

After all, Wang Xian was already thirty-five or thirty-six years old. If he were on Earth in the past, his child might even be ten years old!

Looking at the two cute porcelain dolls, his heart couldn’t help but soften.

“Sigh, looks like I’ll have to be a wet nurse in the future!”

Wang Xian let the little girl grab his arm and crawl away!

Even though the girl who was resurrected by the gods looked like she was only one year old now, her movements were very agile. She grabbed Wang Xian’s hair and slowly rode on his neck!

The corner of Wang Xian’s mouth twitched as he pinched her cheeks lovingly!

“Giggle, Giggle, Giggle!”