More blissful.
……
……
Rong Zhan hugged her on the sofa and slept for a while. It was a torturous night after all. Sang Xia could vaguely hear the cries of another child upstairs and wanted to go upstairs to take a look. However, Rong Zhan was startled the moment she got up.
"What's wrong with Yingluo, wife?" He said in a daze.
"Your son has woken up. Carry the triplets. I will go and see him."
She stood up.
Rong Zhan was a little more awake now. He yawned and pulled her back. I'll go, I'll go.
After he finished speaking, he went up.
This time, it was good.
He was the only one in the big bedroom. The little tyrant flower cried pitifully and felt extremely wronged. After being carried by his daddy, it suddenly realized that his diapers needed to be changed. After changing them skillfully, it was about to take him to his mommy for milk.
When she went downstairs, the little tyrant was still crying loudly.
