The commotion startled Xiao Yi, who hurriedly shouted, "Your baby is here, is here! Slow down! You just gave birth and you have no strength left. Don't be impulsive. If you faint again, your baby will starve to death!"

"Xiao Yi, where are they?" Yun Qingluo asked impatiently.

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt something soft touch my calf, and then my whole body stiffened.

“Xiao, Xiao Yi… this?” Yun Qingluo stammered.

Xiao Yi's tone was full of helplessness, "That's right, they're right under you. I can't get out, and I don't have the ability to move them. I can only cover them with blankets and feed them a little something. Luckily, you prepared well in the first place."

"There's no milk powder, but thankfully we have some ready-made goat milk, which has helped us get through these three days." Xiao Yi's voice was full of surprise.

"They're so tiny! How come there's only one, oh no, two of them?" Xiao Yi exclaimed excitedly.

Yun Qingluo carefully moved her legs, slowly shifted her body, and gradually turned around.

They were stunned when they saw the two.

"Ugh, how can it be so ugly?" Yun Qingluo couldn't help but exclaim.

It's so ugly.

This is so ugly...

The two little ones were startled by the sudden sound, and seemed to see disgust in Yun Qingluo's eyes. They pouted and burst into tears amidst Xiao Yi's panicked cries.

"Oh my god, can you please keep your voice down? Why did you make them cry? Do you know that for the past three days, their cries have been like a curse? I almost went crazy!" Xiao Yi broke down.

Yun Qingluo was a little embarrassed, "I...they are really too ugly, I just couldn't help it."

Yun Qingluo was also a first-time mother, so naturally she had no experience whatsoever.