Qin Jingcen's smile was gentle, and he warned his two nephews in a low voice, "Haven't you seen your mother's belly grow bigger by the day? Charging over like that, aren't you afraid of hurting your mother and sister?"
Huo Yao and Huo Anqi blinked their large eyes that perfectly combined their parents' features.
They hadn't seen their mother for several days and had somehow forgotten about the sister in her belly.
Qin Ruan stepped forward, ruffled the two boys' hair, and said to Qin Jingcen, "Ayao and Anqi are still so young, even if they did bump into me, I'm not that fragile."
Qin Jingcen glanced at her displeasedly and said, "You're just spoiling them."
Huo Yao, with his small hand tugging at Qin Ruan's fingers, looked at her with a pitiful expression and said, "Mom, I've missed you so much."
The child expressed his longing so sincerely that Qin Ruan's heart melted completely.
