Little Fourth was in Ye Fan's arms, very fidgety indeed.
The small hand twisted on Ye Fan's face, smearing saliva all over it, there was no helping it, she had just been sucking on her hand, and when she touched Ye Fan's face, inevitably, she left the saliva there.
Ye Fan didn't have the heart to scold her and let her touch his face as she liked.
After all, it was his own treasure, so he simply let her be.
Little Fourth played for a while and then kicked her legs, wanting to get down and no longer wishing to stay in Ye Fan's arms.
"You little troublemaker, you really know how to make a fuss. Look at your sisters, they're all so well-behaved and happy playing with their toys, yet you're the naughtiest one!" Out of helplessness, Ye Fan put the little one back on the carpet to play with her sisters.
He then picked up a book from beside him and began to read.
The robots also heated up some water and fed the babies water to drink.
