Chapter 1278: The Long-Awaited Sisters of Different Surnames

Little Haocan in my arms was only focused on sucking on his pacifier, the soft, gurgling sounds of him swallowing filling the air.

The little guy's chubby little foot was moving restlessly clockwise, his little toes curling up and then stretching out, looking so cute that it was hard to look away.

Lin Lang's heart was completely melted by the cuteness. Watching his baby son, who was not even a month old, diligently nursing, he felt a warm, sweet feeling filling his chest, which was incredibly comforting.

He couldn't help but lower his voice, nod his chin at Pan Xiaoting, his tone full of joy.

"Honey, look, when our son is drinking milk, his little feet are moving around. It's so cute."

Pan Xiaoting was sipping the matsutake mushroom and ginseng chicken soup, the warm broth comforting her heart.

Hearing this, she looked up at the father and son, her smile barely concealed. As she sipped her soup, she softly replied, "My son has had this habit since he was born. Every time he puts the nipple in his mouth, his little feet move around like this. It's so cute."

Lin Lang lowered his head and gently touched his son's kicking little feet with his fingertips. The soft touch made him reluctant to move away.

"Honey, are you regretting not having a baby with me sooner?"

Upon hearing this, Pan Xiaoting put down her soup spoon, pouted, and her eyes were filled with tenderness: "Yes, I regret it now."

"I used to be completely focused on my billiards career, but now I think, what's the point of playing this stupid billiards game?"

"Even if you win so many trophies and honors, compared with our son, all those fame and fortune are just fleeting clouds. My good son is still the most real."

Lin Lang laughed loudly upon hearing this, tightening his grip on his son's arm and teasing him.

"Look at you, you've only been a new mom for a short time and you're already overflowing with maternal love."

Pan Xiaoting stuck out her tongue, her eyes crinkling with laughter, and gently stroked her son's soft, fluffy baby hair, her voice saccharine: "What's wrong with being a new mom?"

"New mothers are the happiest!"

"Since my baby was born, it's been less than a month, and I've been immersed in happiness every day. I truly feel the joy of being a mother with a little baby."

As she spoke, she gently touched Xiao Haocan's little face with her fingertips.

The little one seemed to sense his mother's touch, paused in swallowing, kicked his little feet more vigorously, but didn't let go of his mouth, still holding the bottle and eating earnestly.

Pan Xiaoting smiled sweetly, her eyes narrowed, "Honey, you didn't see it. Our son giggled sweetly, his little hands were waving around trying to grab my fingers, and his bright black eyes were following me. I couldn't be more satisfied."

Lin Lang smiled and nodded, deeply agreeing.

He looked down at Xiao Haocan in his arms. The little guy had finally finished drinking, let go of the nipple, smacked his lips twice, and let out a small burp.

The little guy blinked his bright black eyes, then snuggled into Lin Lang's arms, his little feet stopping their movement and curling into a tiny ball.

Lin Lang laughed and said, "This brat is like a little pig, but he's easy to take care of."

"Ugh, why did you say our son looks like a little pig?" Pan Xiaoting playfully punched Lin Lang with her small fist.

"Haha..." Lin Lang said with a laugh, "Wife, you're quite protective of your own."

"Nonsense, my precious son, if I don't protect him, who will?" Pan Xiaoting leaned over and kissed her son's forehead affectionately, her movements incredibly gentle.

Lin Lang asked with concern, "Wife, is our son fussy at night? Are you sleeping well during your postpartum period?"

Pan Xiaoting replied with an exaggerated expression, "Our son is so easy to take care of. He only wakes up once or twice at most at night, and falls asleep immediately after being fed. He doesn't fuss at all. He cares about his mother and knows that I'm tired during my postpartum period."

Hearing this, Lin Lang felt both warm and sorry for Pan Xiaoting, and said gently, "Wife, if you want to get a good night's sleep, why don't you let our son sleep with the nanny?"

Pan Xiaoting shook her head and said, "No, I only feel at ease when I'm sleeping with my son in my arms. If I wake up in the middle of the night and can't see my son, I feel empty inside."

"Silly wife, you've worked so hard!" Lin Lang kissed Pan Xiaoting on the cheek, then turned his gaze to his son, his loving fatherly eyes filled with tenderness.

"It's not hard work. I'm taking care of my own precious son. What's so hard about it!" Pan Xiaoting smelled the faint milky scent on her son and felt that it was the most heartwarming smell in the world.

Xiao Haocan's cheeks were still slightly puffed out. He smacked his lips twice and quietly licked the corner of his lips with his little tongue. He was no longer the eager baby he had been earlier. He nestled obediently in Lin Lang's arms.

Lin Lang slowed his breathing, his fingertips as light as falling feathers, gently rubbing his son's soft little face with his fingertips. The touch was delicate and warm, so soft that it could melt into his heart.

"Son, I'm your dad. Do you like your dad?"

As she spoke, she was afraid of using too much force, so she only dared to gently tap the little guy's chubby cheeks with her fingertips. Her movements were slow and careful, and she even kept her voice very low, for fear of scaring the little bundle in her arms.

Xiao Hao's big, dark eyes were glued to Lin Lang's face without blinking.

Upon hearing this, the little boy tilted his head slightly, as if he was seriously pondering the meaning of those words.

Then, his little mouth slowly opened, revealing his pink, toothless gums, and a soft, sweet giggle floated out, full of childlike charm.

"Honey, look how much our son loves playing with you." Pan Xiaoting kissed Lin Lang on the cheek.

Lin Lang's face instantly lit up with a smile. He then gently scratched his son's chin with his fingertip, his tone becoming even softer and more affectionate: "Oh, my sweet baby, you understand now, you like Daddy, right?"

As he chattered, he gently swayed his arm to make the little guy in his arms more comfortable, and then reached out with his other hand to gently hook Xiao Haocan's little hand.

The little one's soft, pink hand immediately grasped one of Lin Lang's fingers, holding it tightly and shaking it slightly.

Lin Lang lowered his head, gently touching his son's soft, fluffy baby hair with the tip of his nose. It smelled faintly of milk, and he coaxed him with a smile, "Son, you're so cute!"

Xiao Haocan's giggles didn't stop, and his little feet started kicking restlessly again, rubbing against Lin Lang's forearm. His eyes curved into pretty little crescents.

His gaze, fixed on Lin Lang, was filled with pure joy—the innate intimacy between father and son, a bond of blood. His little body wiggled gently, making him incredibly adorable.

Lin Lang was as happy as a child, gently touching his son's little ear with his fingertips and then gently pinching his curled little toes, his mouth full of tender whispers.

Although Lang Ge is a jerk and may not be a good husband, he is definitely a good father. He genuinely loves and cherishes each of his children.

Pan Xiaoting sat on the edge of the bed, her gaze fixed on Lin Lang and her son. Watching Lin Lang make her son giggle sweetly, a gentle smile played on her lips.

She reached out and gently brushed her fingertips across Xiao Haocan's kicking toes. The soft touch was fleeting, as if she didn't want to spoil the father and son's good mood.

Lin Lang looked up at Pan Xiaoting, his eyes full of smiles: "Come and touch our son, his little hand is holding on so tightly."

Pan Xiaoting leaned down and gently placed her other hand over Lin Lang's hand that was holding their son. The two hands, one big and one small, enveloped little Hao Can's fist, and warmth spread through them in layers.

Xiao Haocan noticed his mother's touch, and his laughter became even sweeter.

He nuzzled his little head toward Pan Xiaoting, his dark eyes turning to her, his little fists loosening and then clenching again, wrapping both of their fingers in his warm palms.

Pan Xiaoting's heart melted instantly, and she coaxed him softly, "My sweet baby, you like Mommy too, right?"

As if sensing something, the little one kicked its little feet even more enthusiastically, its giggling sounds rising and falling, and its little body snuggling slightly into Pan Xiaoting's arms.

Seeing this, Lin Lang gently handed Xiao Haocan to Pan Xiaoting and put his arms around the mother and son.

"Wife, look how clever our son is. He'll cooperate with anyone who teases him."

Pan Xiaoting smiled and nodded, raising her hand to brush the soft, fluffy baby hair from her son's forehead, and placing her other hand on his small body.

The three of them stood very close together. Little Haocan nestled between his parents, glancing at Lin Lang one moment and Pan Xiaoting the next, his little mouth constantly grinning, his sweet laughter filling the room, sounding especially pleasant.

Lin Lang would occasionally rub his son's cheek with his fingertips, and Pan Xiaoting would gently pinch his little toes. The couple would smile at each other, their eyes full of understanding and joy.

Without needing to say a word, just looking at the soft and adorable little one in their arms, they felt that all the beauty in the world could not compare to the warmth and coziness in the room before them.

Pan Xiaoting lowered her head and placed a gentle kiss on her son's cheek, then looked up at Lin Lang with a tender smile: "It's so good to have you two here."

Lin Lang tightened his arms, holding the mother and son even closer. He lowered his head and kissed the top of Pan Xiaoting's head, then looked at his son in his arms, whose eyes were crinkling with laughter. His voice was gentle yet firm: "Yes, it's so good to have you two here."

Just then, a soft "knock knock knock" came from outside the bedroom door—the sound of a small hand knocking.

Immediately afterward, Lin Haojun's childish voice drifted in through the door: "Aunt Pan, Mother and I have come to see you and your little brother! I even brought toys for him!"

"Honey, it's Sister Xueman with Jun'er."

Lin Lang's smile remained unchanged upon hearing this. With a slight thought, the bedroom door slowly and smoothly opened inward.

As soon as the door opened, Lin Haojun, who was standing at the door, immediately trotted in with his short legs, carrying a plush bear in his arms, which was particularly endearing.

Upon seeing Lin Lang, Xiao Haojun exclaimed joyfully, "Father! Father, you're here too!"

"Jun'er, come here quickly, let your father give you a hug." Lin Lang smiled and opened his arms, his tone full of doting affection.

Xiao Haojun immediately rushed over and nestled steadily into Lin Lang's arms.

Lin Lang picked up Xiao Haojun and kissed his soft little face repeatedly, teasing him with a smile, "You little rascal, why are you at your Aunt Pan's house so early?"

Before Xiao Haojun could answer, Mu Xueman walked slowly into the bedroom carrying an exquisite insulated lunchbox, her skirt drooping gently and a gentle smile on her face.

"Honey, you're here too!"

“Jun’er kept asking to come see his little brother last night, so I got up early and cooked crucian carp soup for Xiao Ting myself, thinking that she should eat some warm and nourishing soup to help her recover after giving birth.”

Lin Lang replied with a smile, "What a coincidence! I just came to deliver some nourishing soup to Xiao Ting. You can only drink the crucian carp soup you made at noon."

"It's all thanks to Sister Xueman for taking such good care of me. I haven't eaten enough yet, so I'll have some crucian carp soup to try." Pan Xiaoting smiled, her eyes crinkling.