Zhixi looked at his slightly stiff movements and couldn't help but chuckle.
He Jingyao raised an eyebrow at her: "Are you laughing at me?"
She shook her head, blushing.
Suddenly, the sense of unfamiliarity that this man had brought began to fade away.
He Jingyao, seeing her laugh, relaxed instead.
He looked at the daughter in his arms and couldn't help but curl his lips into a smile.
When he looked up, his gaze met Zhixi's.
She hastily lowered her head again.
The amusement in He Jingyao's eyes deepened.
Xiaobao was already getting impatient, jumping up and down: "Dad, mom, let me take a look! Let me take a look!"
...
By the time the two children were sent back to the nursery, half an hour had passed.
Xiaobao had finally gotten his fill of looking at his sisters and was satisfied. Uncle Li took him back as usual.
After returning to the ward, Zhixi was still somewhat dazed.
As she held the two children, she clearly realized that they were her children.
