After drawing a small part of the eaves, Zhao Qingluo looked up at the two babies sleeping soundly on the bed, and couldn't help but smile.

In order to facilitate the care of buns and meatballs, she can now hold a pencil to outline beautiful lines wherever she sits. Unlike before, if she didn't sit in a quiet study, she wouldn't be able to draw a design draft.

Yue Tingcheng said that since she became a mother, even her design drawings have become much softer.

Zhao Qingluo even felt that as long as she could see two babies in Yue Tingcheng, her inspiration would never be exhausted. Their love was the most beautiful part of her writing.

Compared to the design draft in hand, the slowly growing changes of buns and meatballs make Zhao Qingluo feel more accomplished.

She still remembers the joy of being a mother for the first time. Her two little lives broke into her world like this, making her busy and helpless, but her heart was filled with ease and could no longer hold anything else.

Now in a blink of an eye, both meatballs and buns can already speak simple words, and she has become a professional mother who can take good care of her two babies in every detail, but the joy in her heart has never been dissipated.

The two little lives almost visible to the naked eye, from a small snow-white ball to a crawling shape that is now possible. Zhao Qingluo learned for the first time that the continuation of life brought so much joy to people.

I remember when Lin Wan was not giving birth, she joked that since she had meatballs and buns, the former designer Zhao Da has completely become a good wife and mother who washes hands and makes soup.

At that time, Zhao Qingluo only smiled and refused to comment.

Because only those who have truly experienced it will understand some things.

Before she met Yue Tingcheng, when she walked forward step by step with her persistence in design at the beginning of her life, she had also heard many stories about her good wife and mother.

At that time, she felt that warm and harmonious family was important, but if she wanted to give up her beloved career, the price would be too heavy.

It was not until the bun and meatball were born that she understood that she didn't understand. It was just because she had never experienced it. Those who truly became mothers would understand that for the sake of a new little life, the great love of mothers can make them give up everything.

Fortunately, she didn't have to choose between family and career. Even with buns and meatballs, Yue Tingcheng never decided to plan anything for her. She knew that Yue Tingcheng must have understood that she couldn't bear to give up her beloved design career.

Zhao Qingluo felt that she was favored by God.

She met Yue Tingcheng, and there were buns and meatballs. Now she was able to stay by her baby’s side to continue her career. This was the best gift God gave her.

"younger sister!"

With a crisp sound, her sister pulled Zhao Qingluo back to reality. She turned her head and saw that the bun had woken up. She shook her short arms and wanted to wake up the meatballs.

Throwing down the pencil in his hand, Zhao Qingluo hurriedly washed his hands, and then in surprise, hugged the bun in his arms, "Bun, what was he just calling? Call it again and let mom listen to it, okay?"

Although Baozi can already speak simple words, she rarely speaks clearly like this. The crisp sister just now echoed in Zhao Qingluo's ears. She only regretted that she was holding the pencil and did not notice that Baozi woke up.

Otherwise she could record the sound just now and listen to it repeatedly. If that happens, she would not get bored if she listened to it for a few times.

Zhao Qingluo's eyes were already flashing with stars when she looked at Baozi, but Baozi didn't cooperate very much. He looked at his mother and smiled, but did not say a word that was finished.

Xiao Baozi waved his arms and turned his body to his sister, which seemed to be saying that he wanted her sister to get up and play with him.

Perhaps because of the twins, Xiao Baozi and Maruko had a very good relationship. They slept and played together, and they couldn't be separated for a moment.

Later, with the two playmates of Xiaobao from Lin Yuan's family and Xiao Laohu from Lin Wan's family, Xiao Baozi was even more inseparable from his sister. Although he was young, he already felt a sense of crisis because there was only one of the four babies.

Such a domineering and jealous personality is exactly the same as Yue Tingcheng. Zhao Qingluo can't help but complain to Yue Tingcheng, saying that if Xiao Baozi continues like this, Xiao Maruko will not have to get married in the future.

Yue Tingcheng admired his son's character very much, and he always told Zhao Qingluo very self-righteously that Yue Tingcheng's daughter would never be able to get married if she was the only person who lined up to ask for a marriage.

Yue Tingcheng's confusing self-confidence made Zhao Qingluo laugh and cry, and finally stopped arguing about this issue.

People who are mothers are always worried. In fact, Maruko can’t even walk on the road now. It will take many years to get married. Zhao Qingluo has already started to worry about her. She is worried that her daughter will be given to her by Baicai, and she is worried that if Baicai doesn’t come to her daughter.

This kind of contradictory mentality is probably something that every mother who has a daughter will have.

Seeing that his son was not giving face, Zhao Qingluo was not discouraged and gently coaxed the buns to tell him not to disturb his sister to rest, but it was too late.

Because the meatballs lying in the small bed had already opened their black pearl-like eyes and looked at her quietly.

What makes Zhao Qingluo proud is that in addition to the changes in the two babies, he is usually well-behaved. Although he also cries, at least the two babies are very quiet every time they wake up. As long as there is no uncomfortable place, they will not cry.

Seeing that the son's eyes were already stuck to his daughter, she smiled and put the buns into the meatball's small bed. Fortunately, the small bed was spacious enough to accommodate two babies.

"You have woken up my sister, come and have fun with her."

The two babies couldn't understand what Zhao Qingluo was saying, but just laughed at her, and her heart was almost melting.

After tossing and drinking milk powder on the small bed for a while, Zhao Qingluo simply carried the two babies to the living room where the carpeted floor was already covered.

Since the two babies started learning to walk, they liked to crawl around on the bed every day. Yue Tingcheng despised the small space on the bed, and felt sorry for his babies, so he simply customized a thick handmade mutton blanket to serve as yoga mats for the two babies.

The blanket is big and thick, and both buns and meatballs like to play with them.

The two children are very well-behaved. Zhao Qingluo usually takes care of them himself. When she is too busy, she asks the servants to help. When she sees the two babies sitting on the carpet, she hugs their favorite toys. She simply set up a small table on the carpet and continues to draw design drawings while accompanying the two babies.

When she first learned that it was a twin, she often worried that there would be risks during childbirth and whether the baby would be inadequate. She was worried about this for a long time.

At that time, Yue Tingcheng also said that she had prenatal anxiety disorder and said that she had such a good husband, so she should not worry about anything and wait for the baby to be born with peace of mind.

Now, time passes so quickly in a blink of an eye. The two little dumplings have grown so much and have learned to speak and call people.

It was not until the little tiger of Lin Wan's family was born that she felt the gender advantages of her two babies.

She, Lin Yuan and Lin Wan gave birth one after another, but only her little Maruko was the only one girl. The others were boys. Lin Yuan and Lin Wan both liked their daughters very much. When Lin Wan's child was born, everyone sighed and said that Zhao Qingluo was the best in luck, and she had both children at once, and others couldn't even envy her.

Baozi and Maruko played with toys for a while and then began to come to find their mother. The two babies were surprisingly quiet, not noisy or disturbing, and just sat together like this, with wide eyes looking at the pen in Zhao Qingluo's hand and the design draft of the pen in his pen with curiosity.

Zhao Qingluo was accompanied by two babies and quickly completed the partial design.

Instead of continuing, she threw away the design draft and played games with the two babies. She was stared at by two pairs of crystal eyes. She didn't have that much self-control and could still work.

When Yue Tingcheng came back, the mother and son had been playing wildly for a long time, and were so tired that they lay on the carpet, with an adult and two babies lying everywhere.

He couldn't help but go over and help Zhao Qingluo up, "Bunzi and Maruko are ignorant. When will you become a baby and need someone to take care of?"

Zhao Qingluo and the two babies were tired of making a fuss. They collapsed in Yue Tingcheng's arms and stopped moving. They simply said to him, "I am a baby now, and I need to take care of you."

Yue Tingcheng couldn't help laughing out loud, "Okay, then I'll take you back to the room to rest?"

The word "rest" was bitten heavily by him. Zhao Qingluo's face turned red and she stood up suddenly, "I'm not tired anymore, you can take them back and rest."

After saying that, she looked at Baozi and Maruko with guilt, and saw the two babies looking at her without blinking. Her two little heads were put together, and her eyes as beautiful as black pearls were round and very cute.

When the two children looked at it like this, the flush on Zhao Qingluo's face became even stronger.

When Yue Tingcheng saw her embarrassed, he tactfully went to hug the two babies. The buns and meatballs opened their arms and welcomed their father with a smile, but his eyes were still looking at Zhao Qingluo, and his mouth was whispering, as if asking what was wrong with mommy.

Amused by the two babies, Yue Tingcheng picked up one with one hand and walked upstairs while gently saying, "Mom is too tired. Why not play with you? Let your mother have a good rest."

The laughter of the father and son came from the stairs, but Zhao Qingluo felt that the words of rest were for him to listen to. She was even more embarrassed for a moment. She was not not leaving or not standing there.

At night, Zhao Qingluo and Yue Tingcheng watched the two babies sleeping in the nursery room, and then returned to the room gently. Zhao Qingluo flipped through the calendar and sighed at the changes in the two buns and meatballs, and her tone was full of the pride and pride of being a mother.

Yue Tingcheng heard it a little tasteful, and surrounded Zhao Qingluo from behind, "I found that since the buns and meatballs, Qingluo, your attention to me has decreased."
Chapter completed!