Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s-Chapter 1401: Seriously Playing the Rascal

"Are the little guys still being good?" An Hao asked.

"They’re very good! They’ve been fed and aren’t crying or making a fuss..." Qin Jian hadn’t finished his sentence when they heard one of the babies suddenly let out a loud cry.

Immediately afterward, the other baby also started to cry loudly.

Qin Jian frowned and said, "Consider what I just said as unsaid... These two really don’t give me face."

"They must be hungry. Bring the two little guys over! I’ll feed them." An Hao pushed herself up to sit.

She had slept a long while, but it was not refreshing.

However, what made her happy was that she had finally unloaded those two burdens, and her body felt a lot lighter.

For the first time, Qin Jian awkwardly cradled the other baby and brought him to An Hao, then bent down to kiss the little darling’s face and said, "Come on, go to Mommy! Time to find some food."

An Hao, also a new mother, held the soft little life very carefully, as if the whole world was in her grasp.

"Here, baby, don’t cry! Mama’s going to feed you," An Hao said as she undid the buttons of her hospital gown.

Because she had plenty of milk, her breasts were swollen and taut, looking like she had stuffed two large steamed buns under her clothes.

An Hao picked up the child who was crying the hardest to breastfeed him first. He ate heartily, and even his swallowing sounds were clearly audible.

The baby who was not being fed cried louder and louder, while Qin Jian held him and tried to soothe him, yet his eyes stayed on the child in An Hao’s arms, who was eating so contentedly.

It turned out that the feeling of having a new life was one of indescribable happiness just from watching.

An Hao was focused on feeding the baby when she looked up and caught Qin Jian’s intense gaze on her chest. Her face immediately reddened, and she couldn’t help but retort, "Is watching me breastfeed that fascinating? Your eyeballs are about to fall out."

Qin Jian’s gaze shifted swiftly to An Hao’s face, noticing the blush on her cheeks, he knew she had misunderstood.

"You’re thinking too much. I was just looking at my son. However, wife, if you want me to look at you, I don’t mind! I must say, you really do have quite the ’hills and valleys’ now."

"What?" An Hao didn’t catch on, "What ’hills and valleys’? Are you complimenting me?"

Qin Jian nodded vigorously and laughed, "Indeed, I am complimenting you!"

"What compliment? What made you think of that? Tell me!"

"Want to hear it?" Qin Jian asked with a light tone.

An Hao nodded, "Make it clear. Otherwise, I won’t understand what you mean!"

"Literally what it means." Qin Jian’s lips curled into a smile, "You know what breasts are, right? Think about the shape of ’hills and valleys’!"

This remark made An Hao’s face turn an even darker shade of red. She reached for a pillow with one hand and hurled it at Qin Jian, "You really are shamelessly brazen!"

"Are you mad?" Qin Jian dodged the pillow skillfully and asked with a smile.

"I can’t be bothered with you!"

After feeding one, she switched to the other. Qin Jian had just taken the baby from An Hao’s hands and placed him on another hospital bed when he heard An Hao say she wanted to get out of bed.

He turned around to help her, but when he looked back, both babies were wailing loudly.

One was crying from hunger, and the other from being away from their mother’s embrace.

But the two babies looked identical, and at that moment, Qin Jian also could not tell which baby had just been fed and which had not.

Both babies were wrapped in identical blankets.

He had forgotten the order in which he had laid them down, so he just picked one up at random and handed them back to An Hao.