February 1st, 4:15 PM.
Although it was late at night, the lights in Mu Lige's dormitory in Lingkun Courtyard of the East Palace were still on.
After Zuo An left, the two children were put back on the bed, lying next to Mu Lige.
“Wow wow—”
Hearing the child crying, Hua Qingcheng quickly picked her up and comforted her, "Fengfeng, be good, come here, let mother hold you."
However, just as she picked up her sister, her brother lying on the bed started crying loudly.
The cries of the two babies were clear and loud, one after another, as if they could pierce people's eardrums, echoing in the silent night of the East Palace.
Hua Qingcheng had no choice but to put her back down beside Mu Lige after coaxing her sister. Then she picked up her brother and coaxed him, "Longlong, be good. Come here, let mommy hold you."
However, the brother who was being held here stopped crying, but the sister who had been coaxed into crying again started crying loudly.
Seeing this, Hua Qingcheng had to pick up her sister to coax her brother after coaxing her brother.
What made Hua Qingcheng collapse was that she had just picked up her sister when her brother lying on the bed started screaming "Wow wow" again.
Thus, Hua Qingcheng began to spin like a top between the two children...
Repeat this process N times.
"Brother Li..." Hua Qingcheng cast a helpless look at Mu Lige.
Although they were such small people, Hua Qingcheng felt that holding them was even more tiring than holding a big rock. At this moment, she felt that her arms were so sore that she could hardly lift them.
The most important thing is that the cries of the two little guys one after another surrounded Hua Qingcheng's ears, sometimes like raging waves, sometimes like gentle breezes and drizzles, and sometimes like galloping horses. It was very devilish, just like Tang Monk's golden hoop curse. At this moment, she was Sun Wukong, tortured to death by the crying.
"Let me try." Mu Lige, who was lying on the bed, struggled to sit up, stretched out his hand, and took the child from Hua Qingcheng's arms.
Perhaps the child felt warm and safe in his father's arms, and the crying gradually stopped.
Hua Qingcheng sat on the edge of the bed with a feeling of relief, watching Mu Lige skillfully coaxing the child, and felt touched in her heart.
"Brother Li still has a way." Hua Qingcheng smiled and gave Mu Lige two thumbs up.
Mu Lige smiled slightly, looked down at the child sleeping quietly in her arms, her eyes full of love.
However, in less than a moment, the two children who had been coaxed by Mu Lige started crying again.
"Brother Li..." Hua Qingcheng looked at the two little guys lying beside Mu Lige, helplessly holding her forehead, her heart breaking.
"Qingqing, I think..." Mu Lige looked at the children who were crying one after another but had no tears. After a moment's thought, he said, "I think they might be hungry..."
"Hungry...hungry? Oh, yeah, they've been born for almost an hour, and it seems like they haven't eaten anything yet..."
Hua Qingcheng looked meaningfully at Mu Lige's plump breasts and couldn't help swallowing again. This was really... too unbelievable!
Mu Lige's handsome face turned red in an instant when he was looked at by Hua Qingcheng's scorching gaze. Could he say that he was no less shocked than Hua Qingcheng?
However, whether they accepted it or not, the fact that Mu Lige had become a "wet dad" was already an indisputable fact. Fortunately, Han Yichen said that this was only temporary and that after the lactation period was over, the penis would return to its normal size.
"Brother Li, how about you... try it?" Hua Qingcheng twitched her lips slightly, holding a hungry child in one hand and putting them on Mu Lige's chest.
"Qingqing, I, I... Ouch..."
After Hua Qingcheng pulled open his shirt, Mu Lige probably would never forget the feeling of two small mouths sucking on his breasts. It didn't hurt, but it was numb and itchy, and it was throbbing...
He felt as if his entire brain had exploded, unable to find words to describe his current emotions. There was shock, devastation, helplessness, doting, and a certain inexplicable shyness...
After the two little guys sucked on Mu Lige's chest for a while, they opened their mouths again and cried "Wa wa--" because they didn't get any milk.
"Brother Li, what should we do?" Hua Qingcheng looked at the two tormenting little guys and was completely at a loss.
The two little guys were so fair and tender, so weak, but their cries were so loud, and every cry hurt Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige's hearts as first-time parents, but Hua Qingcheng felt that she could do nothing about them.
“Knock knock knock~”
"Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, Daddy is here." Just then, there was a knock on the dormitory door from Shu Mo.
"Nan...nanny?" Hua Qingcheng was slightly stunned before immediately ordering, "Come in!"
After a while, Shu Mo came in with two handsome young men.
"Your Highness, Princess Zhengjun, these are Fudong and Jixiang, the wet nurses sent from the General's Mansion. They have been waiting in the ear room for a long time." Shu Mo replied respectfully.
"Greetings to Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess, Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess!" The two wet nurses hurriedly saluted Hua Qingcheng and Mu Lige.
"Look up."
"yes."
Hua Qingcheng looked at the two young men kneeling in the room, looked at their flat chests, and then looked at the surging waves under Mu Lige's clothes. Hua Qingcheng's beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but frowned slightly, as if they were a river of spring water blown by the breeze.
"Shu Mo, you... are sure they are nannies, but they..." Hua Qingcheng was slightly speechless, her cheeks flushed, and she couldn't continue.
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