"Xiaoqi, Sangyu, here," Song Yiyan shouted excitedly. She was afraid of waking the two little guys beside her, so she deliberately lowered her voice.
Ling Sheng did not know why she, a pregnant woman who had just given birth, was so energetic. She looked even better than when she had not given birth a few days ago.
Thinking back to when she gave birth to Little Snowball two months ago, she had collapsed after giving birth. She felt like she had almost died.
This was even her second child. Logically speaking, a second child should be much better than the first child. But this wasn't true for her, she was even weaker than when she gave birth to Xiaoqi. She had only recovered after raising him for so long.
"Where's my brother? I want to see him." Little Sangyu ran over with her eyes sparkling, she looked around and locked onto the little guy on the bed. Seeing that they were both asleep, she covered her mouth and tiptoed over. "Sister is here too."
