After quite some time, Shi Yu finally closed the newspaper he was holding.
He reached out to grasp Shen Cheng's wrist, gently pulling her close to him.
Before Shen Cheng could react, he handed her two small booklets, his thin lips barely moving: "Take a look."
Shen Cheng glanced at the small booklets in his hand, frowning, "What?"
"Birth certificates."
Birth certificates?
Only then did Shen Cheng remember, she had actually forgotten such an important matter.
Now with the birth certificates, it meant that the names for the children were already chosen.
She took the two small booklets but did not open them. Instead, she asked seriously, "What are the names?"
Shi Yu's eyes half-closed, his thin lips slowly moved: "Time."
"What?"
"Time." Shi Yu repeated patiently.
"Are you sure?"
"Mhm." He responded deeply.
"That sounds terrible!"
"Mhm."
"What about the other one?"
His sensual lips parted slightly, and from between the lips, two words spilled out: "Moment."
