Immediately, An Yiqi raised his delicate, fair little face, looking particularly happy, and shouted to An Jing: "Mom... Mom..."
An Jing immediately looked down and rubbed her face against her fifth son's little face, making An Yiqi giggle.
"New Year is coming soon, Mom has to get clothes made for you all to wear on New Year's Eve. No, I should say for Dad, Mom, your four older brothers, and you three. Nine sets in total, only different in size. Mom has already decided; they'll all be in bright red. What do you say?" An Jing bent down and asked her three little beauties.
The three little beauties didn't understand, but they all smiled at An Jing.
An Jing was also full of smiles: "You all look so nice, wearing bright red will definitely look even nicer."
The three beautiful babies still didn't understand. After grinning at An Jing for a while, they tugged at An Jing and Xiao Changyi's hands, wanting them to take them outside the courtyard to play.
