She shook her head and said, "You two go get the quilt. I'll make do and sleep here for a while. Only after daybreak, when my mother is truly okay, can I rest assured."
"Sister, you go to sleep. We'll keep watch here," Dashuang said, raising his head to look at her.
"You little fool," Gu Qingli said, knocking Dashuang on the head.
Dashuang stuck out his tongue and continued to look at the baby in his arms.
"Xiaoshuang, do you think we looked as cute as our little sister when we were born?" Dashuang turned his head and asked Xiaoshuang seriously.
Xiaoshuang shook his head, clumsily trying to hold the baby, and Dashuang let him.
"Yeah, you probably don't know. Hey, Sister, did you see us when we were born?" Dashuang suddenly asked Gu Qingli again.
Gu Qingli rolled her eyes at him. They were even uglier when they were born; she had that memory from the Original Host. It was the Original Host who took care of Ms. Wu after childbirth.
