As Rare as a Giant Panda

The two little ones in their swaddling seemed to sense the warmth. Their tightly clenched fists slowly relaxed, and their tiny mouths smacked contentedly twice. Rather than crying, they even gave a little giggle.

Su Qingwei lay beside them, quietly watching what Lin Fan was doing, her eyes brimming with tenderness. Only after half an incense stick's worth of time had passed did Lin Fan slowly withdraw his palm, a thin sheen of sweat beading on his forehead.

Just then, the baby boy slowly blinked, gazing innocently at Lin Fan with dark, clear eyes. He lifted his tiny hand and actually grasped one of Lin Fan's fingers. That soft, gentle little grip melted Lin Fan's heart. He shifted his fingertip slightly, letting the little one hold on. Beside them, the baby girl gave a soft coo and gently turned her little head.

"This child certainly isn't shy around strangers," Lin Fan said with a quiet chuckle.

Watching these tender moments between father and son, father and daughter, Su Qingwei smiled, and much of the exhaustion from giving birth faded from her body.

After spending a little longer with his wife and children and making sure Su Qingwei was doing well, Lin Fan placed the two infants in their crib, then quietly left the bedroom.

In the study, Lin Fan set aside the tenderness in his heart and sat upright once more. While continuing to refine the details of the Hidden Dragon Breath-Hiding Formula, he circulated his cultivation method, sending powerful internal energy surging throughout his body as he steadily advanced toward the transforming force realm.

The days flowed onward in an atmosphere that was both busy and tense, yet peaceful and relaxed.

Within Sunset Glow Courtyard, Su Qingwei rested comfortably through her postpartum recovery, while the boy-and-girl twins steadily gained