Chapter 212: Chaotic balls of Sunshine
Feng Shihan had barely closed his eyes after the twins finally settled when the first hint of dawn crept into the room. He lay still for a moment, eyes closed, hoping against all odds that maybe—just maybe—the twins would let them sleep a little longer. But the universe, and apparently his children, had other plans.
Shenhua’s tiny wail pierced the air.
Feng Shihan groaned, running a hand down his face. He opened one eye just in time to see Shenmei stirring next, her mouth trembling into the prelude of a full-blown scream. He sat up instantly, wincing at the crack in his back. Great. There goes one sleepless night.
Beside him, Tang Xue Mei shifted and groaned, her arm thrown dramatically over her face. "Noooo... Shihan, I can’t. You handle it, I’m dead," she mumbled through the pillow, her voice thick with exhaustion.
"You’re not dead, darling, you can’t die right now," Feng Shihan muttered, already reaching for Shenhua, who was flailing his little arms. "But if we don’t handle this, I will be dead soon."
Shenhua’s wails only grew louder as Feng Shihan picked him up, bouncing him gently. "Shh, buddy, give Daddy a break, will you?"
Shenmei, not wanting to be left out, joined her brother in the crying chorus, and Tang Xue Mei rolled over with a deep sigh. "Our children... are tiny tyrants."
Feng Shihan let out a laugh, even though it was more of a tired wheeze at this point. "Tyrants? More like nightmarish little demons."
"Don’t call them demons," Tang Xue Mei scolded lightly, but the laughter in her voice betrayed her amusement. She sluggishly sat up, rubbing her eyes. "Fine, I’m awake. Shenmei’s your problem now."