"Sure!" Yangyang replied swiftly.
Yang Chuxia felt helpless. "You really don’t want to learn how to write? Don’t want to learn how to paint?"
"Baby doesn’t want to!" As soon as he heard this, Yangyang’s head shook vehently.
"Why not?" People always say that twins tend to have similar interests and even similar personalities, but her two boys were quite different, one active and the other still.
"It’s not fun!"
With that, the little rascal clambered down from her lap, took a small stool from the side, and began twirling around on it.
Seeing him like this, Yang Chuxia shook her head slightly and thought to herself, as long as you’re still young, play as much as you want. But when the ti cos, you’ll have to study for your mother, and you won’t have any say in it, you little scamp.
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"When does your office close for the day?" Early in the morning, before Yang Chuxia and Ye Zi’an had risen, she asked.
"Not until the end of the month, the 25th." He glanced at her. "Have any plans?"
"Not really, just asking casually." Yang Chuxia sat up a bit. "Aren’t you getting up? You’ll be late if you don’t hurry."
As the year-end approached, the office was quite busy. Ye Zi’an had been coming ho late these past few days. There were no major issues, just a multitude of minor ones, and many needed his approval and signature.
"It’s fine to go a bit later today; I’ve pretty much dealt with everything yesterday." As he spoke, Ye Zi’an moved her down a bit more.
"Oh, right," recalling Lele’s request from the day before, Yang Chuxia laughed, "Your son is really eager to learn. I can’t keep up with him. He even wants to learn the zither."
"That kid!"
"But your younger son is a bit too playful, though."
Hearing her ntion Yangyang again, Ye Zi’an chuckled, "My lady, why bring up those two rascals so early in the morning? You should take so interest in your husband instead."
"You? What’s there to worry about for a big man like you?" Certainly not as delicate and vulnerable as the two sons.
"My lady, such words can hurt, you know." Ye Zi’an feigned displeasure, stretching an arm to wrap around her shoulders, and before she could wriggle free, he said, "I, a big man, might not need care, but my little brother does. It’s full of vigor early in the morning, making it hard for to speak properly."
As he moved closer, he continued, "Isn’t that right? Am I not speaking the truth? My lady, won’t you take so interest in it?"
"Tsk, it’s your little brother, not mine," Yang Chuxia swatted at him, not amused. "You should be the one to take care of it."
Her words seed appropriate, but Ye Zi’an’s next comnt left her speechless, even feeling he might actually have a point.
Ye Zi’an said, "Although it’s my little brother, isn’t it you who makes use of it? So shouldn’t you be the one to take care of it?"
Yang Chuxia was speechless.
"You... you... you..."
Catching her outstretched fingers, Ye Zi’an chuckled and said, "My lady, it’s wrong to make it work without feeding it."
Hehe..." Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia laughed, rolling over. "Listening to you put it that way, I feel as though I have indeed made a mistake. But I feel like I have been feeding it for quite a while. Are you sure you don’t need to go to the office?"
"Of course!" Ye Zi’an nodded his head. "I can go to the office in the afternoon, so my lady, use all the skills you have. I won’t back down."
"Haha..." She couldn’t help but laugh at his teasing. But seeing him waiting to be taken advantage of, Yang Chuxia’s eyes deepened, that little devil always put on such a front, truly making her want to devour him in one bite.
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