"Wah..."
"Wah wah wah..."
The two little Baozis suddenly opened their mouths and cried simultaneously.
At this moment, no one cared about big or small gifts, and all eyes were on the two little Baozis.
"Hungry, the babies must be hungry!"
Yan Xinxin looked at the two little buns with a worried expression and picked up the second child.
"Aunt Yuan, the babies need milk, they need milk! Yuan wants to go back to the room!"
"Alright, alright, Aunt Yuan will help you."
Lin Yuan'ai quickly walked over to Yan Xinxin and picked up the first child, then looked at the people around.
"I'll go back to the room with Xinxin to feed the little ones, you all go ahead and sit."
"Okay, you go ahead and take care of things, don't worry about us."
Mi Zhenni spoke very considerately, watching the anxious and flustered look on Yan Xinxin's pretty face, and let out a low chuckle.
"Baoyi, look, Chuxi's wife is quite interesting, she talks like a child."
She said it deliberately.
