Nie Rujun's face turned bright red. She freed one hand to cover Jinran's ears, shot a glare at Lu Fengxuan, and complained:
"What nonsense are you spouting in front of my son?"
"Pfft, sorry, I forgot." Lu Fengxuan laughed, looking at Little Jinran's dazed and innocent expression, feeling a surge of delight.
She reached out to touch Little Jinran's chubby cheeks, stroking them again and again, unwilling to let go.
"Xiao Xuan, I truly admire you. You've given birth to two sets of twins and quintuplets, and you still adore children. If it were me, I'd have been overwhelmed ages ago."
Nie Rujun sighed deeply in admiration.
She already found it exhausting taking care of just one little Jinran. Her aging bones were on the verge of being completely worn down.
She couldn't even begin to imagine what it would be like to have five kids.
Just the thought of it made Nie Rujun feel like she could lose her mind—too terrifying, too overwhelming.
