Yan Huan grabbed Luo Lin's hand. "Okay, enough. Let's not wake him up. He's my younger son, the cranky one."
"In that case, this must be the older one," said Luo Lin, who proceeded to harass the older one. Yan Huan's triplets were somewhat famous at the moment, since she had so many fans. Everyone wanted to know what they looked like. However, the Lu Family had done a good job at protecting the identity of the children, and not many outsiders had the privilege of seeing them.
"Where's the little princess?" Little Xunxun was Luo Lin's favorite. The child had a delicate, pretty visage, just like her mother.
"Old Master Lu's keeping her to himself," said Yan Huan helplessly. "You might not be able to see her today. Her days have been fully booked by Old Master Lu, and her nights by Lu Yi's parents."
Luo Lin laughed drily, disappointed.
She then stared at Yan Huan's face for a long time, as though there was a flower sprouting from it.
