Xiao Changyi frowned, "The word 'death' is inauspicious, don't say it."
"Alright, alright, I won't say it, I won't say it..." Despite saying this, An Jing couldn't help but be overjoyed, still laughing.
At this moment, her husband must be quite frustrated. Not only did he have less time alone, but he also couldn't kiss her freely in front of such a small child, ha ha~
Xiao Changyi was indeed frustrated. Very frustrated. Right now, all he wished for was for the children to grow up quickly and move out of his and his wife's room to another room.
While Xiao Changyi wallowed in his frustration, Su Yi Jing started to fidget again, trying to struggle into a sitting position.
Su Yixing saw Su Yi Jing's movements, blinked in confusion, and then, just like his older brother, he started to wriggle, looking like he wanted to sit up too.