Su Yanyi's belly was getting bigger, and by mid-November, the weather started to cool down. The twins were already seven months old, growing healthily in their mother's womb, and by this time, Su Yanyi's System had accumulated thirty-seven points.
As her belly grew, and as the bulge became more prominent, Qin Jiran grew to enjoy lying on Su Yanyi's stomach and communicating with the babies, often telling them little stories. Yanyi went from feeling helpless to getting used to it, and finally to speechlessness, accepting this method of prenatal education through conversation.
"Yanyi, good morning! And babies, good morning! Another day has begun. Daddy will go make you a delicious breakfast now. You two be good, don't be too naughty and make mommy unhappy, okay?" Another morning had arrived, and Qin Jiran repeated the familiar words, gently kissing Yanyi's belly with an expression full of tenderness.
