Yan Xinxin had a full-body check-up today, including a pregnancy test, and everything was normal.
Under her repeated requests, Mo Chuxi reluctantly took her home.
"Have you prepared Qingqing's birthday gift?"
Yan Xinxin sat in front of the sofa, dressing her little princess.
It felt like she hadn't seen her two little darlings for a while, staying in the hospital every day was really stifling.
"Mama, mama, I have a gift ready for Auntie, look."
Chun extended her chubby little hand, holding a very childish greeting card.
Yan Xinxin reached out to take it, and opened it for a look.
The cute handwriting looked a bit messy, but the sentiment was precious.
"Xinxin, look at mine, mine is even cooler!"
Mo Chenxi raised his own handmade card and handed it to Yan Xinxin.
Yan Xinxin smiled as she opened it, and the card's little voice box immediately played a birthday song.
"Indeed, my son is extraordinary."
Mo Chuxi walked over, reached out to pat Xi's head, his smile proud.
