Yu Chiyin heard her grievance-filled words and a smile appeared on his face as he gently explained on behalf of his unborn sons:
"They're still little..."
Lu Fengxuan lifted her head and rolled her eyes at him, "Oh, just because they're little they can bully me."
Her hand still rested upon her belly as she focused intently for a moment, then couldn't help but mutter, "Three little ingrates."
"Axuan, you can't bully the babies."
Yu Chiyin took hold of her hand, his gaze tender as it swept back and forth across her belly, still hopeful they would move again.
Because she was carrying triplets, Lu Fengxuan's belly showed a bit earlier, but this was the first time the three little ones moved.
Both these seasoned parents couldn't contain their excitement, completely different from the feeling of the first pregnancy.
During the first pregnancy, there were barriers in their hearts, and aside from his silent vigil and company, there wasn't much deeper communication between them.
