“Of course they’re small! I gave birth to twins! Don’t you think I’m amazing?” Lan’er raised her head proudly, her joy overshadowing her exhaustion.
“Yes, my Lan’er is the most amazing,” he gently pinched her nose.
“Ling Feng, will you be the godfather of the children?” Her pleading gaze met his.
“Of course I’ll be their father! Since their biological father hasn’t shown up, I’ll be their real dad!” He looked at her, puzzled at her lack of understanding.
A hint of melancholy crossed Ling Feng’s mind as he thought about the children’s biological father.
“Hehe, you choose names for the children,” Lan Lan said, understanding his feelings.
Ling Feng paused, then replied, “The son will be called Zhen’er, hoping he’ll be powerful and influential. The daughter will be Xin’er, hoping she’ll always be happy. What do you think?”
“Whatever you say! The names sound nice,” Lan Lan smiled.
“Rest now! Your task is to recover quickly. I’ll be here with you, okay?” Ling Feng adjusted her blanket as she closed her eyes and quickly fell asleep.
Two months later, under Ling Feng’s care, Lan Lan recovered. Her complexion was rosy, her skin tender, and she looked even more beautiful.
Since her near-miscarriage, he had suppressed his desires, prioritizing her well-being. Now, looking at her, Ling Feng could barely contain himself. Just seeing her made him aroused. Acting on impulse, he cupped her face and began kissing her.
The night has just begun.
In the blink of an eye, two years have passed. The two little treasures are exceptionally smart and mischievous, growing up tender and adorable.
Lan Zhen and Long Junhao look remarkably similar. Looking at him feels like a glimpse into Long Junhao’s childhood, but instead of Junhao’s cold expression, he wears a warm smile. Lan Xin has inherited Long Junhao’s features along with Lan Lan’s delicate beauty, showcasing phoenix eyes from both parents and a subtle dimple, making her incredibly cute and possessing a beauty that could topple kingdoms despite her young age.
