If he only looked at one of them, he still couldn't tell them apart.
Perhaps only their mother could easily distinguish between them. It seemed that in this world, only blood ties possessed a magic that could transcend perception.
One day, if Chen Yuan became part of their family, maybe he could, too.
He would be able to tell the older sister from the younger with just a single glance.
Chen Yuan thought this with a sense of satisfaction. He placed a gentle kiss on Yaoyao's forehead as well, just in case she felt it was unfair in her dreams.
RUSTLE—
Jiangg Yao crinkled her little nose, as if it tickled.
Then, she reached out, groped forward a little, and hugged Chen Yuan's arm. He looked over in surprise, thinking he had woken Yaoyao up.
But she hadn't.
Her eyes were still closed. Hugging things might just be a habit of Yaoyao's when she slept.
