"Then give Daddy a kiss!"
As soon as Qin Jian's voice fell, the two kids brought their little mouths over and smacked two kisses on his cheeks.
"Good boys!" Qin Jian was so happy he could melt.
"Now that you're back, you won't be leaving again, right?" An Hao watched the father and sons playing together and asked with a smile.
"Not leaving." Qin Jian put the two kids on the ground, "Go ahead, run home by yourselves."
Then he reached out and gently wrapped An Hao's shoulder, "The training is finished. I shouldn't have to go for the next couple of years."
"Hmm." An Hao nodded, gently wriggled free from Qin Jian's arm, and chased after the two kids, "You're really something, letting your kids run by themselves when they're still so young!"
"I'm trying to train them from an early age!" Qin Jian said, grabbing An Hao's wrist with a big hand, pulling her back into his arms with strength.
