Yueyue heard this, looked at her brother, then at Ye Zi'an, thought for a moment and patted Ye Zi'an's arm, "I'll get down."
Upon hearing this, Ye Zi'an put her down, "Really letting me hold your brother?" Ye Zi'an bent over, hands still on Qingqing, and asked her one last time.
But this little girl was quite stubborn and directly turned around, facing away from Ye Zi'an and waved her hand, "Hold him, hold him."
Ye Zi'an laughed. Her attitude clearly showed that out of sight, out of mind.
But at the same time, he felt relieved. This child still understood sharing, which was very nice.
After chatting with the two little ones for a while, Ye Zi'an handed the two children to their nannies and went inside the house.
"Awake?"
"Awake. Yangyang and Yueyue were so loud; how could I not be?"
Yang Chuxia listened to the entire conversation between the kids from inside the room.
