After Zhang Guoqing picked Ping'an up from kindergarten and brought him home, without needing any reminders, Ping'an first ran to wash his little hands, greeted Mr. Zhang and the others, and then dashed to the East Wing.
Once in the study, he tiptoed lightly, opened a door between two adjoining rooms, first poked his head in to take a glance, and on tiptoes quietly first looked at the twins in the cradle.
Zhou Jiao was resting with her eyes closed, but hearing the sounds, she knew her eldest son had returned. She secretly opened her eyes and happened to see Little Ping'an happily tilting his head and touching his little brothers' hands.
"Baby, why are you so happy?"
Hearing his mother's voice, Ping'an quickly turned his body and ran to the bed, "Mom, you're not asleep, huh? I was worried I'd wake you. Did you miss me?"
Zhou Jiao helped him onto the bed, "Of course I missed my baby. Are you hungry? What would you like to eat?"
