When the nurse hooked up the solution to promote uterine contractions for Qiaoqiao, she weakly raised her eyes to look at Yun Mo.
She shifted her gaze to Jiajia and the children, "Amo, let me have a look at our three treasures. I haven't even had a chance to take a glance at them."
Ye Jiajia hurriedly picked up the third child, one of the triplets, from the spacious crib and walked up to the bedside.
The room was a specially reserved hospital room for the Yun family. When Qiaoqiao was pregnant with triplets, they had made some alterations to accommodate the situation and had prepared all the necessary maternity and baby items.
She would be staying here for at least a week.
"Xiao'an, I know you like girls. This is your two brothers' little sister," Ye Jiajia brought the third child up to Qiaoqiao's face. "Look at her, doesn't she look just like you, with her tiny pouting lips?"
Worried that Qiaoqiao might not be able to see clearly, Ye Jiajia lowered the blanket a little.
