Their cries were an ominous sign, and it struck Yan Rusheng with fear. He eyed them warily for some time.
They were so tiny and little, yet they were strong enough to kick their blankets off.
They had tied their legs to prevent the baby's legs from being bowed.
"They must be hungry. I'll feed them." Xuxu saw that they were awake. She moved around and struggled to get up.
Her wounds weren't completely healed since she had just given birth two days ago. She furrowed her eyebrows in pain as she sat up.
Yan Rusheng noticed her wincing and rushed over. "Don't move."
He stopped Xuxu and brought one twin to Xuxu. The baby still couldn't s*ck the milk after trying for some time.
In the end, she still had to use the pump.
Xuxu couldn't feed both at the same time and the other one began to wail even more loudly.
"Oh dear. Why is my precious darling crying so badly?"