Touching Trees

Xu Feng wasn't the clumsiest person in the world, but even he knew that walking with both babies in his arms—already drowsy and heavy with sleep—was a risk he didn't need to take. It was different when they were secured against him in a carrier, snug and safe.

He could pretend that pride was more important than caution, but that wasn't the case. Not when it came to his children.

Safety first. Always.

The night had ended in chaos.

But this type of chaos… this just might be his new normal.

With Xiao Long and Da Long cleaned and changed into fresh pajamas—a pair of matching light blue and light green onesies patterned with tiny airplanes—their war against sleep was nearly over.

The two boys were already halfway into dreamland, their little heads bobbing slightly as their bodies fought to stay awake. Limbs spasming by the force of will to stay awake.