"No need. The babies are already over ten months old and have started eating solid food, so their nutrition is completely sufficient. As the babies grow, prolactin secretion decreases, so it's normal for your milk supply to lessen. This is good—it'll make weaning easier later on." As Ye Chen spoke, he played with Erbao and Xiaobao using toys, lest they fall asleep before finishing their milk.
Su Ningwei nodded and said, "Mm, all right. I'll listen to you."
After the three babies had their fill of milk, they all fell asleep.
Ye Chen carried all three babies to the nursery and put them to bed.
The nanny responsible for overnight care had long since adjusted the nursery temperature to the most comfortable setting.
Only after Ye Chen carefully tucked in the three little ones did he return to the master bedroom.
The moment he entered the master bedroom, Su Ningwei wrapped her arms around Ye Chen's waist, tilted her head up, and kissed his Adam's apple. Smiling, she said, "Ah Chen, let's take a bath together. I'll give you a massage and take good care of you. When midnight comes, I'll give you a big gift."
"A big gift? What big gift? Why are you giving me a big gift?" Ye Chen paused in surprise.
Su Ningwei raised a finger and lightly tapped Ye Chen's forehead. "You—are you always thinking about work, songwriting, and the three babies? You even forgot that tomorrow, August 8th, is your birthday?"
"It really is my birthday. I've been so busy these past two days that I nearly forgot. Then let's go back to Mountain City tomorrow. I want to eat the longevity noodles my mom makes, and while we're there, we can see how the wedding preparations are going." Ye Chen scooped Su Ningwei