By the time Yang Chuxia awoke, she was immediately greeted by the smiling eyes of her little bun.
She didn't know when he started to roll over a bit, which frightened her so much that she hurriedly adjusted him back to lying flat.
The child was just a little over a month old, still very fragile.
"Still smiling," she said, hearing her voice, Ye Zi'an also woke up. "Good morning, my wife!"
"Good morning, my husband!"
As soon as they finished speaking, both of them laughed.
With the gentle laughter, Lele woke up too. It was unclear whether he was in an especially good mood today, but the corners of his mouth, which were rarely lifted, curved into a smile, pleasing Yang Chuxia so much that she immediately fed him first.
Seeing his brother eat, Yangyang started to wiggle around in Ye Zi'an's embrace.
The sight almost made Yang Chuxia burst into laughter.
She was still smiling by the time they went downstairs.
