Gao Han still has to write a report after returning.

It was almost early morning when we finished.

The two little ones suddenly started to make a noise. Ye Chunjiang picked up the children and fed them, allowing them to interact with Song Qingdai.

Gao Han came out of the shower. The weather was warm now, so the man was shirtless, revealing his slender waist.

He was wearing a pair of trousers and his hair had been shaved short some time ago, revealing his superior facial features and bone structure.

"Is Ono making trouble again?"

"It's normal for February to cry. She's probably hungry. She'll stop crying once she's full."

Compared to Xiaoye, Yaoyao is much more obedient and rarely cries, but Xiaoye cries often.

She didn’t know if it was Song Qingdai’s illusion, but she felt that Yaoyao didn’t like to pay attention to Xiaoye.

But this baby is only a month old, what can you see?

Gao Han stood at the door, watching Song Qingdai lift up her clothes and feed the child.

"Qingdai, haven't you fed me yet?"

He has already carried Yaoyao down.

The only one left is Gao Muye, who is the closest to Song Qingdai every day. Even after eating, he has to play in Song Qingdai's arms for a while.

It took up a lot of his time.

During the month of confinement, Gao Han was not idle either. He taught Song Qingdai some exercises to restore her body.

Tightening the body can help her return to her pre-baby figure faster.

Otherwise, Song Qingdai would always complain. Sometimes when she felt upset, she would pull Gao Han's hair and complain. Gao Han understood that it was the hormones at work, so he just needed to coax her more and be more accommodating to her.

Anyway, you can't go against her.

Now that she is out of confinement, she has basically recovered except for some fat on her belly.

She even looks more mature than before she gave birth.

She had a fair and clean face and a pair of eyes that seemed to hold a hint of allure. She sat cross-legged on the bed, holding the child in her arms.

Ono was still holding Song Qingdai's arms.

"Xiao Ye hasn't eaten enough. If he doesn't eat enough, he will make trouble at night."

"Let's just listen to mom and feed Xiaoye and Yaoyao milk powder. Milk powder is also nourishing and can make them fat and white."

"That's different!" Song Qingdai retorted: "Breastfed babies have strong resistance and are not prone to illness, and..."

"Qingdai." Gao Han interrupted her with a resentful look.

"It's been more than a month, and I'm hungry too." The man stood there shirtless, the dim light shining on his still perfect body.

Tiger back, wasp waist, mantis legs.

Very tempting.

Song Qingdai blushed after just one look.

My throat also started to feel hot and dry.

She subconsciously licked her plump and moist lips, then pursed her lips, her eyelashes trembling slightly, without saying a word.

Gao Han's resentful gaze fell on her: "Qingdai, I'm hungry too."

Song Qingdai's face turned red uncontrollably.

Of course she knew what Gao Han meant by this, it was nothing more than a thought.

Come to think of it, from the time Song Qingdai became pregnant to the time she gave birth and then to the time she left the confinement period, Gao Han had always been well-behaved and had never done anything out of the ordinary. Everything he did was strictly for the health of Song Qingdai and the two children.

I dare not be careless at all.

Until now, the child was born safely, and Song Qingdai had been in confinement for forty-two days.

The body recovered quickly from a normal birth, and Ye Chunjiang prepared medicinal food for her every now and then. Now Song Qingdai has a rosy complexion and looks like she has sufficient energy and blood.

Song Qingdai looked away, unable to look.

If you calm down, you will naturally feel cool.

She suspected that Gao Han appeared in front of her like this on purpose.

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