After returning home that night, Su Ruowan fed the two children and placed them side by side on the big bed. She sat there and carefully observed the two little fellows.
Half a month had passed, and Little Yueyue and Little Chengcheng had slowly grown up. Their faces were no longer as wrinkled as before. Instead, they had become fair and tender, like a peeled egg. Their big eyes were dark and bright, especially those long, curly eyelashes, that upturned little nose, and pink lips. No matter how one looked at them, they were beautiful.
Because she had just eaten her fill, Little Yueyue, who was wrapped in the pink blanket, seemed very excited. Her lively big eyes looked at Su Ruowan for a while, then at the left and right sides. Her four limbs were still wriggling in the small blanket. One moment, her little arms were stretched out, and the next moment, her little feet were kicked out. Su Ruowan could only tirelessly stuff her back in again and again.
