"How can I do that? Now that you two are almost as tall as the elder brother, the elder brother may not be able to hug you." That's what he said, but Qin Yinze didn't stop his hands. He hugged one in each hand and held the two little ones The guy picked them up and turned around a few times, just like when he was a child, even if they grew taller, he still hugged them effortlessly.

In an instant, Qin Yinze only felt that he was having a dream. The dream went back to a few years ago, when he returned home and had two little kids pestering him every day.

At that time, when Qin Yinjian and Zhan Limo were born one year later, Qin Yinze was already a boy of sixteen or seventeen.