The King’s Enchanting Chapter 1789 - 1803: The Grand Finale (Part 6)

Little Sweet Potato gave a sideways glance—how could Yu Zexiao not understand?

Especially since this little guy was only ten months old, his chubby little hands tightly gripping his mother’s arm, looking at Yu Zexiao as if he were an intruder. He was just short of outright despising him. As Zexiao took two steps forward, the little guy, not yet fully able to speak, waved a chubby arm and angrily shouted "ah ah" at Yu Zexiao, clearly not welcoming him.

Seeing this, Yu Zexiao was instead infuriated. With long strides, he said nothing and forcefully pulled the little thing from Jian Anning’s arms into his own. Little Sweet Potato’s little claws lashed out—scrrratch—five shallow marks instantly appeared on Zexiao’s face.

"Hiss—this naughty kid, got some sharp claws!" Yu Zexiao gasped, firmly restraining him with his hands and body. Next to him, Jian Anning picked up the other one, Little Sweet Potato, who was sleeping soundly but got kicked in the stomach by his brother’s little leg, waking up and crying too. With mom there to comfort, he curled up against her, soft and tender, his little body jerking as he quickly stopped crying.

Jian Anning finally had time to look at the nail marks on Yu Zexiao’s face—how sharp could a child’s nails really be? They were just a few red marks. She apologized, saying, "I forgot to clip their nails."

"You little punk, daring to scratch your dad!" Yu Zexiao slapped his son’s chubby little bottom. Little Sweet Potato, upon being hit, pouted his little mouth and really started to cry.

It took quite a while to calm these two little ancestors down, and only after the two brothers fell asleep did Yu Zexiao and Jian Anning, exhausted, look up to see the time. It was already past midnight. Jian Anning felt a bit embarrassed, "We should just go back to rest."

In other words, tonight’s "date" was off again.

Yu Zexiao was annoyed, frowning, and after a long time said, "I won’t go in the morning!"

"But tomorrow..."

"It’s just a company event, just say something’s up at home and I can’t make it!"

They had held back for so long, and only recently managed to break the ice, but the children often caused disruptions, leaving them unsatisfied. Tonight, he wanted to make the most of it no matter what!

Seeing him this determined, Jian Anning didn’t object—though she wasn’t as eager as Yu Zexiao, it had been a long time since they’d been intimate, and she missed him too.

Just as they turned to leave, Little Sweet Potato, who had just fallen asleep, began to cry again.

"Waa—"

They turned back to see him wailing like the world was ending, making a fuss. They checked his diaper—this little punk had peed himself.

Yu Zexiao’s face darkened: "You need a diaper change, right? I’ll do it for you!"

Jian Anning nodded as well: "I’ll check on Little Sweet Potato too, see if anything’s up with him."

The two divided the labor, each changing a diaper. Having two babies was this much trouble—one needed tending, and the other would start acting up too. Especially with twins, it was as if they were connected; if one needed to pee, the other was highly likely to follow suit.

But as Yu Zexiao pulled Little Sweet Potato’s diaper down, wiped his bottom with a wet wipe, and got a new diaper ready to put on him—Little Sweet Potato’s little face suddenly clenched, then relaxed all at once, expression like he was feeling quite satisfied.

He felt satisfied, but Yu Zexiao was definitely not! Because he caught a palm full of his son’s golden poop!