When mentioning the two brats, Shen Yu had no expression on his face. When mentioning his younger sister, his eyes were as gentle as the spring breeze in March.

Feeling jealous for no reason, Yu Sheng scratched his back. "Do you want to have a daughter, or do you want to know what your lover in your previous life looked like?"

Shen Yu closed the computer and carried her to the bed. The curtains were half-drawn, and some light fell on their faces through the ...