Zhuang Nainai stared fervently at the two children in the cots. She wished she could glue her eyes onto them. Her attention shifted between the two. She really wished she could grow another pair of eyes right now as she just could not get enough of them.
She stepped forward before speaking in a hesitant and cautious voice. Her voice could not be any softer. "Can I hug them?"
Si Zhengting's voice also became gentle all of a sudden. "Yes."
Then, he took a step forward. With one hand supporting the younger brother's head, he held him up. The movement was skilled and swift. Thereafter, he passed the child to Zhuang Nainai.
Zhuang Nainai really did not know what to do with her hands, but she was naturally dexterous, so she imitated Si Zhengting's movements quickly and held the child in her embrace.
