"Yeah." Ye Shuyun smiled, and she covered her grandsons with the quilt, "When both of them are already asleep, they are hard to wake."
"Also," Ye Shuyun then walked to another cradle, "This girl is named Little Xunxun. She weighed only around a pound and nine ounces when she was born. It is a blessing that she is alive. That's why we pamper her."
When Ye Shuyun saw her granddaughter, her voice softened. She bent her waist and carried Little Xunxun up. Xunxun rubbed her eyes as it was about time to wake up. Once she saw her grandmother, she opened her tender soft lips and smiled to Ye Shuyun, and her cuteness obtained Ye Shuyun's adoration.
As Ye Chu looked at Xunxun's little cheek mindfully, he also believed what she said. He now knew the source of Old Master Lu's proud look when he told others that his granddaughter was cute.
Indeed, Little Xunxun was too adorable.
