Gourmet: Twins' Father and Chef of the Kindergarten

Early the next morning, as the first warm rays of sunlight shyly slipped into the room, Huang Jun had already completed his daily mission—preparing a sumptuous breakfast.

Then, with light steps, he quietly approached the bedroom door of Qingqing and Weiwei.

He cautiously pushed open the door...

What met his eyes were two warm scenes, with Qingqing and Weiwei curling up like little angels in their blankets, sweet smiles on their small faces and long eyelashes fluttering slightly, evidently still immersed in dreamland, tightly connected to beautiful dreams...

Huang Jun’s heart was instantly melted by this tranquility and beauty, a warm current surged through him, making even the air seem extraordinarily sweet.

To let this precious moment linger a bit longer, he restrained the urge to wake his beloved daughters and quietly turned around, walking towards the wardrobe.

He skillfully took out two sets of winter uniforms for kindergarten, carefully selecting clothes that were both suitable for indoor wear and warm enough.

The reason for such meticulous preparation was because today was a day of special significance—the New Year’s event day at the kindergarten.

The kindergarten specially requested all children to dress uniformly in their winter uniforms, representing the unique image of Dorami Kindergarten, to enhance the festive atmosphere.

Huang Jun also hoped the two little ones could show up in the best state and enjoy this joyful time meant for them.

However.

At the moment he closed the wardrobe door, the sound was not perfectly controlled, and the "thump" echoed in the quiet room like a loud clap of thunder in the morning light, suddenly breaking the room’s tranquility and disturbing the sleeping Qingqing.

The little one drowsily turned over, slowly sat up, and her small hands instinctively rubbed her still sleepy eyes, her voice soft and muffled as she called out, "Daddy..."

"Hey!"

Huang Jun gently responded, immediately placing the clothes in his hand lightly by the bedside, then sat down on the edge of the bed, softly enveloping her in his arms, and pulled the blanket over her, protecting her from catching a chill.

Qingqing, nestled in Huang Jun’s warm embrace, wriggled her little body, finding a more comfortable position.

She let out a gentle and satisfied "hmm" like a little pig lingering in dreams, then slowly closed her eyes again, her small mouth unconsciously pouted slightly,

Seeing this, Huang Jun’s heart was filled with tenderness and affection. He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her rosy, porcelain-smooth cheek, softly said, "Then doze a bit more, Daddy will hold you, continue your sweet dream."

"Mmm~"

Qingqing’s voice was as soft as a thread, carrying a hint of dreamy murmur, responding to her father’s tenderness.

But this warmth was not enjoyed alone for long.

In the next moment...

Weiwei also slowly opened her misty eyes, seeing her father gently holding her sister. In her eyes flashed an unnoticeable hint of jealousy, but more so the longing for her father’s love: "Daddy, I also... want to hug."

Before the words were out, she eagerly sat up from the blanket, her small body striving forward, wanting to merge into that warm embrace.

"Alright, let Daddy hold our little Weiwei well..."

Huang Jun’s mouth naturally curved upwards into a warm arc, gently uncovering the blanket’s corner, enveloping Weiwei also tenderly into his broad embrace.

Looking at the little ones clinging to him, Huang Jun’s heart was almost overflowing with happiness.

Under his careful nurture, the two little ones were growing robustly, their bodies becoming more plump and adorable.

The most noticeable change was their gradually transforming little faces, shifting from initially slightly slender oval faces to fuller oval-shaped ones, making their eyes appear brighter and livelier. When they smiled, their eyes curved like a crescent moon, captivatingly adorable, with dimples on their cheeks becoming deeper, adding a bit of playfulness and charm, full of cuteness...

"Daddy, I can’t sleep anymore, can we get up?"

Weiwei, unable to suppress her lively nature, squirmed a bit in Huang Jun’s arms, wanting to break free from the blanket’s constraint.

"Okay, but you need to put on clothes first..."

Huang Jun quickly gently held her down, fearing she might catch a chill. After all, preventing a cold was crucial; if she really got a cold, not only would the little one suffer, but he, as a father, would also be anxious and uneasy.

That said, he deftly picked up the clothing, first helping Weiwei put them on neatly, then carefully dressing Qingqing as well.

Perhaps because they were dressed warmly, the little ones appeared even rounder, and their movements gained a bit of clumsy cuteness.

"Sister, do I look like a clumsy penguin?"

Weiwei asked while positioning her hands as wings, her small feet waddling, mimicking a penguin’s waddling walk, making Qingqing and Huang Jun burst into laughter with her charming clumsiness.

Qingqing gently covered her mouth, laughter sparkling in her eyes: "Yes, you really do! My little penguin sister is just too cute!"

Saying this, she joined in the imitation, gently wobbling her body. Though not as exaggerated as Weiwei’s movements, her modesty added a bit more fun.

"These little ones..."

Huang Jun chuckled indulgently and called out, "Qingqing, Weiwei, okay, it’s time to wash up."

He gently held the little ones’ hands and walked toward the bathroom.