Du Xixi, who had already walked to the living room, frowned when she saw Yiyi and Er Er sitting on the carpet. Both children were grabbing their small feet and crying noisily, while Miao Miao, trying to comfort them without knowing how, already had a flushed face. She felt something was strange.
Yiyi and Er Er were usually the most well-behaved and obedient. Except for when Ke Xing's unintentional teasing made Yiyi throw a small tantrum, the two children had been very sensible since then. Even if they accidentally wet their pants, they would only whimper slightly, never like the loud crying and fussing now.
An inexplicable unease thudded in Du Xixi's heart, but she didn't pay much attention to this sudden anomaly. Instead, she strode over to the children and carefully pulled them into her arms.
But what Yiyi and Er Er did next was even more strange.
