"Can Little Zhi hold the little brother and sister?" Little Zhi suddenly asked.
Her big, watery eyes were filled with longing and expectation.
Looking at such a tiny pink bundle, she almost couldn't resist.
Yuanbao and Xiao Han also wanted to hold the baby's milk ball, but they were too shy to say it.
"Well..." Yu Si Niang looked troubled.
Little Zhi is just a child, and the two little ones are also children; what if she doesn't hold them properly?
Seeing this, Mu Shuangshuang said to Little Zhi, "Little Zhi, be good. Wait until the little brother and sister grow older to hold them! Right now, they are sleeping, and we can't wake them up!
If they wake up and start crying, Aunt Xiao Hua will have to take care of the two little ones again. You wouldn't want Aunt to hardly settle down for a rest, only to have to look after the brothers and sisters, right?"
Little Zhi nodded heavily, but her gaze still lingered on the two little ones.
