"Really?" asked King Jing, twisting his eyebrows and looking at the two small ones on the Kang.

"Yes." Xiaohua nodded solemnly.

Then a mother and a father sat in front of the Kang and watched, unwilling even to give a hand.

Ho'er struggled for a long time before he turned his body to his face. His white face turned red. After a sound, he turned himself over.

The world turned over was broad. He looked at his sister next to him, made a sound similar to ridicule, and reached her with his hand.

I don't know whether I borrowed the force or was stimulated. Yiyi quickly turned over.

After turning over, I saw my father on one side. His flat mouth was a little wronged, and then I stretched out my hand to hug him.

King Jing still had no superfluous expression on his face, and even his eyes didn't fluctuate, but his eyes were very focused. When he saw his daughter, he asked himself to bow down and hold her up.

One hand is behind his neck and the other hand is holding his little ass. now King Jing is familiar with the posture of holding the child.

Ho'er was stunned when he saw that his sister was gone. He followed his father and looked at him silently.

King Jing saw his son looking at him and teased his daughter in his hand. His eyes also looked at his son silently.

A big one, a small one, an enlarged version and a reduced version all have the same expression. After a while, they looked at the flowers and smiled. Seeing her son's poor appearance again, she leaned over and picked him up. She said, "mother holds ho son. We don't envy her."

Little ho'er glanced at his sister, turned his head and arched twice in front of his mother's chest.

When Xiaohua saw her son's posture, she knew he was going to nurse. So he untied his clothes, lifted up and down his inner clothes, and fed his son.

Little Yiyi over there heard the familiar sound of bar chirp and stopped playing with her father's fingers. She turned around to see what her brother was doing. At a glance, the little eyes straightened. After a while, the saliva also came out.

King Jing saw his daughter's greedy appearance. He looked at Xiaohua with some complaints and didn't speak. Instead, he picked up a cotton handkerchief and wiped it for his daughter.

Xiao Huoer ate on the left and on the right. This is the way mother Xu told Xiaohua that it's not easy. There are different sizes around. Listening to what mother Xu said, Xiaohua kept it in mind for fear that it would become a big one and a small one at that time.

Xiaohuoer finished eating and lost his mouth. King Jing immediately handed his daughter over and motioned Xiaohua with his eyes.

Xiaohua had to put her son aside and touch his stomach before she took her daughter again.

"What mother Xu said is still strange and effective. I don't think the children are weak. They just grow small, but they all say it would be better if they were older in January."

"It's hard for you."

"What did your highness say?" Xiaohua glanced at King Jing, put down her full daughter and pulled her clothes. "I'm happy that the child is in good health. And I just take some cloves in the daytime and help them. The nannies take them in the evening."

As for what mother he said at the beginning would damage her body, it was only a temporary remark. Later, mother he also told her that her age had little impact, and there were many ways to recuperate in her hands, which was not a problem at all.

The two children fell asleep when they were full. Xiaohua took a thin mattress and covered them.

"Your Highness, would you like to have a rest?"

"I'll go ahead later."

Now King Jing has to go back and forth to the front and back yard several times a day. He comes back mainly to look after the children. He often makes Xiaohua jealous.

"Oh, your highness came back to see his son and daughter."

The flat tone made king Jing listen a little different. He replied with a stiff face: "look at you and the child."

Hearing this, Xiaohua approached with a smile and leaned against him without talking.

She put her arms around his waist and sighed. He touched her hair and suddenly felt tired.

After a while, King Jing stood up and went to the front yard.