Jiang Zhixun went downstairs and served himself a bowl of egg noodles; whatever his wife ate, he ate too.
He returned to the room to eat with Shen Qingqing.
While eating, he watched the two little babies, occasionally making a comment or two.
No matter how much he looked, it was never enough.
He suddenly understood Shen Qingqing's feelings; he also wanted to stay by the crib and watch his son and daughter sleep.
"Well, this is it, these two ropes have tied us both down."
"You're not willing?" Shen Qingqing's eyes had a hint of danger.
"Willing! I'm very willing!"
If he could, he would always stay by his wife and children's sides.
But he couldn't, he still needed to go out and buy some things.
Besides replenishing their diet with chicken, duck, fish, and meat, he also needed to buy other daily necessities for his wife.
