Chapter 339: Giving Birth_1

Yixiu and others approached the baby carriage. Plump little Jielun was lying there, gnawing on his fleshy little fists, his eyes big and round like glass marbles, and still black in color with deeper sockets; his skin was paler than that of Great Qian People, and his fluffy hair was tinged yellow. Hearing people approaching, he took his little fist out of his mouth and started calling out to them "ah ah," occasionally blowing a tiny bubble.

Jingjing, delighted, took Jielun's hand and said, "Little brother is so pretty, oh so pretty, I also want Mom to have such a pretty little brother."

Mingming also liked Jielun, tugging his ears and pinching his nose. He was a bit rough, but Jielun was good-natured, waving his arms and kicking his legs.

Auntie Pan said with a bitter smile, "The child is indeed handsome, but–sigh–when he grows up… well, it's good that his eyes are black."