Di Mingjue was looking somewhat bewildered and adorably clueless at this moment. He himself is tall and handsome, with striking and deep features, often giving off a cool and sharp impression.
But now, his entire expression had softened, making him look genuinely cute in an adorably clueless way.
Moreover, he showed a hint of caution, blurting out in distress, "Is it okay?"
Gu Chun: "..."
"Isn't that nonsense!" Fang Hao jumped in a hurry beside him, "This is your son and daughter, who else would hold them if not you?"
Fang Hao almost wanted to hold his forehead at this moment; goodness, how could someone who looks so shrewd suddenly become so dumb at critical moments.
Being scolded by Fang Hao, Di Mingjue then realized, hurriedly nodded, stretched out his hands, "Come on, give them to me to hold."
Gu Chun smiled joyfully and carefully handed the children over to Di Mingjue's hands.
Di Mingjue had previously attended professional courses and knew exactly how to hold newborns.
