The man frowned. "You would be complained of child abuse overseas."
"What?" She refuted sheepishly, "In what way did I abuse Youyou? D'you think I'm you?"
"What did I do?"
"Little Yichen is too young to undergo military training. How can you be so cruel as a father?"
"I was thrown into a boot camp for observational training when I was three," he retorted languidly.
She was truly stunned. "What? At three years old? A three-year-old kid can't even string a proper sentence in the first place."
"That's you; I was able to recite a hundred Chinese poems when I was three."
"… What's so great about that?!" Feeling her intelligence being attacked, she retaliated at once. "That's slanderous."
"Stupid woman, I suspect you are the deterring factor in our household." He declared this solemnly in her face out of the blue.
She was hit hard by that statement. "What do you mean?"
"You pull down our family's intelligence quotient."
"…" She acknowledged that inwardly.
"I admit that I'm not as intelligent as you are, but don't forget that I'm one of the top graduates in my faculty, all right?"
"We are talking about IQ here – not our learning ability."
She put up her hands, admitting defeat. "All right! I'm sorry to be the deterring factor here! Still, I have chipped in my beauty quotient to the entire family, haven't I?"
She blinked her almond eyes, sparkling pride, at him.
He stood up and walked toward her. Standing in front of her, he held out his hands and pulled her into his embrace.
Dipping his head, he lifted strands of her silky hair to reveal her earlobes with the starry night earrings he had gifted her.
She also had the necklace with the shooting star pendant on her neck.
He smiled satisfactorily and pecked her on the cheek.
She looked up with astounded face, and since he was too tall, she had to stand on tiptoes to return the kiss lightly.
Her kiss landed gently beside his lips.
"Master; young mistress, we have caught a large variety of fishes when we went to the sea this afternoon. What do you want us to do with them for dinner?"
Cocking her brow, she replied, "Since we are at the beach, how about arranging a picnic by the shore this evening?"
The children were asleep when she entered the bedroom. Standing by the bed, she saw that they were at each other's personal space in their slumber. The older twin's arm was draped lightly on the younger twin's shoulder, whereas the latter's little face was buried in the former's chest.
Youyou seemed to be more at ease in their sleep.
Both lay under the same quilt.
Their mother gently called out to them with a smile. "Youyou, Yichen, wake up."
The younger boy woke up all of a sudden after a few calls. "Mommy…"
"Wake up. The sky is turning dark; it's time for dinner!"
The little boy rubbed his sleepy eyes as his older brother awoke thereafter. Opening his bleary eyes and seeing their mother, he smiled. "Mommy!"
"Yichen, get ready with your brother and come downstairs for dinner."
He nodded, his eyes slanting into an open smile. "Eh!"
"Mommy will be waiting downstairs for you two."
She left the room once she said that.
The younger one flipped over from the bed at once and got into the bathroom for a shower.
His older brother sat up in bed and noticed the quilt on him. As he became more alert, he could not help wondering just who had put it on him.
He recalled clearly that he did not cover himself with it when he went to sleep.
Don't tell me…
He rushed to his brother as the latter appeared from the bathroom in a towel and asked awkwardly, "Brother, did you cover me with the quilt earlier?"