"This little guy actually inherited your birthmark." Gu Qingheng chuckled.
Yang Ruxin’s eyes flickered for a mont. The blood mole in her palm wasn’t actually a birthmark; it suddenly appeared when she crossed over. Moreover, this blood mole was her space. But now that the little guy also had a blood mole, did it an he also had a space? Or did he inherit her space? It seed she needed to find an opportunity to experint.
"Turn the two girls over so I can take a look."
Although Gu Qingheng didn’t understand why, he complied.
Sure enough, the two girls had a blue birthmark on one buttock and a red one on the lower back.
They were almost identical in shape and size to what Yang Ruxin had seen in her dreams.
"I didn’t expect all three of the little ones to have marks." Gu Qingheng sighed.
"Yeah." Yang Ruxin smiled, "Who knows, maybe they are marks from a previous life."
"A previous life?" Gu Qingheng suddenly burst out laughing, "How is that possible?"
"Are you skeptical or scared?" Yang Ruxin raised her eyebrows slightly.
"I..." Gu Qingheng felt cornered for a mont, but then burst into laughter, "I believe whatever you say, it’s just that you said it so suddenly; I didn’t have ti to react. Besides, they’re my kids, I wouldn’t be scared even if they started talking now, let alone from a past life."
Yang Ruxin also burst out laughing, "If the three little beans started talking now, I’d definitely be scared."
At this mont, the three little beans seed dissatisfied with their parents chatting away without paying attention to them and started crying, their little mouths pouting.
Moreover, when one cried, the other two followed suit.
Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng: ...
"What’s going on?" Dong Wenxiu and Feng Zilan rushed in after hearing the crying from outside, "Didn’t I say you might not be able to handle the babies? Did you make the beans uncomfortable?"
Yang Ruxin and Gu Qingheng were left speechless.
"They’re hungry." Feng Zilan, holding Hei Dou, gently shook him and concluded the situation, turning to Yang Ruxin, "Do you have milk?"
Yang Ruxin suddenly realized that her chest seed larger and felt swollen. She nodded, "Very swollen," then slowly sat up.
"Co, let them suckle; it will get better once they start." Feng Zilan handed Hei Dou to Yang Ruxin, "Boys have more strength; let him start, and they can each take turns. The question is whether you can feed all three enough."
"Don’t worry, we also prepared rice soup." Dong Wenxiu said, holding one of the baby girls, "Each one will suckle a bit; if they’re not full, we’ll give them rice soup."
As soon as Hei Dou got close to his mother, his small mouth instinctively sought out his food source.
Since it was her first child and first ti breastfeeding, it was quite painful.
Yang Ruxin couldn’t help but gasp in pain.
"Hang in there." Dong Wenxiu laughed seeing her daughter’s expression, "The first feeding is always like this."
Gu Qingheng’s brows furrowed deeply. He didn’t even feel any romantic thoughts seeing his wife’s exposed chest, instead, he glared at his son gloomily.
Hei Dou seed to sense his father’s gaze, feeling uncomfortable, spat out the food and started crying again.
"Qingheng, you should go out first." Dong Wenxiu pulled Gu Qingheng away, "With you here, the baby might feel uneasy."
Gu Qingheng: ... How do I make them feel uneasy? But he obediently went out anyway.
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