Looking at the children lying on the bed, Michael couldn't help but gently poke the face of one of the children with his fingers. Then he quickly took his fingers back, as if he got shocked by electricity.

The main reason was that the child was too young. He was afraid of hurting the child.

It was so tender and cute!

Looking at this, Michael could not help but feel a sense of happiness in his heart. Were they really his own children?

Then.

Michael pulled a hair from each child’s head and wrapped them up separately.

"What are you doing?"

Catherine looked at Michael and frowned. She had a rough idea of what was going on.

Michael didn't beat around the bush. He shrugged helplessly and said, "I have to confirm it."

Catherine frowned again when hearing his words, but she didn't say anything this time.

"Is the child hungry?"

over, pulled a hair from the head of their second child who was held in Catherine’s

child cried and cried. Although Catherine held her in her arms and tried to soothe

not hungry. It's not time to feed

tightly. There was an anxious look in her eyes. No matter how hard she tried

give it a

looked at the child who was held in Catherine’s arms, and

how to take

looked at Michael, her eyes filled

as the king of children. I'm quite popular among children. Whether it's a few months old or a

straight over and stretched out his hand. "Give the child

blue

and she handed the child

over the child. He held the child's head, back and shoulders with one arm, and held its butt

don't cry. Daddy is

the child in his arms and said softly. He looked

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