Xu Yan pulled the baby stroller next to the sofa and kept talking to the two babies.
"Little brother, little sister, are you hungry? Would you like some snacks? The snacks my mom makes are really tasty! Shall I go get some for you to try?"
Seeing that the two babies just smiled, Xu Yan looked toward Luo Shu, who was talking with Zhao Aishu, "Sister, can the little brother and sister have some snacks?"
"They can't eat them now; the little brother and sister haven't grown up yet," Luo Shu said with a shake of her head and a smile. The two babies were not even nine months old yet and could only have some porridge and other easily digestible foods.
Xu Yan nodded, then looked at the two babies again, "Sister said you can't eat yet! But it's okay, when you grow up a bit more you can have some."
Zhao Aishu withdrew her gaze and looked toward Luo Shu, "Don't you feel that the hierarchy among these little ones is a bit messy?"
