The other side responded with something before ending the conversation.
In the car, the little triplets were sucking on a small pacifier in their mouth. They were dressed in cute little clothes and looked at their daddy who was beside the car door. Their big, watery eyes seemed to have some understanding.
who was daddy talking about?
At this moment, sang Xia came out.
Sang Xia was carrying her son. The little tyrant flower was wearing a cute little ball cap on its little head. Sang Xia had recovered very well during her confinement period. Now, she almost did not look like a woman who had just given birth, let alone two.
She was wearing an A-line dress that wrapped around her hips and reached her knees. Her top was an open-collared sweater, revealing her charming collarbones. Her long hair was slightly curled, and her face was cold and beautiful. She wore sunglasses and had bright red lips. As a public figure, she looked like a street photographer.
