She looked down with a gentle gaze at Erxigua, who had quieted down in her husband's arms, then glanced at Xiaoxigua, who was still full of energy on the couch, "shadowboxing" with his father's large hand, and shook her head.
Han Zhi cradled the warm and fragrant bundle of his little daughter in his arms, feeling her even breathing and completely relaxed weight, and hearing his wife's half-reproachful complaint, he couldn't help but smile.
"Hard work on you," he said softly.
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