One Birth Two Treasures: The Billionaire’s Sweet Love

Yun Tianyou could not maintain his usual aloofness in the wake of his brother’s ticklish assault.

“Ke ke ke—”

The sea breeze carried along his melodious and crystalline mirth.

The two lads rolled on the beach like a ball. The younger one could not hold up his stamina and, amid his uncontrollable fits of giggling, finally pleaded, “Brother, stop it… ke ke ke… ti-tickles… n-no more…”

“Ha ha ha ha!” Yichen loved the way his brother looked when he laughed; at least, it was much cuter than his stern and cold expression.

Recalling his sibling’s usual aloofness and comparing it to his crying face from laughing so hard, he obviously preferred the latter!

Now, he really, really liked this brother of his!

Youyou had gone weak in the knees by now from laughing too much. He tried pushing his brother away, but right now, his wrists seemed not to possess any strength to put up a struggle.

After playing around with him, his older brother somehow noted all his sensitive spots.

As a corollary, he was easily tickled by him.

The soles of his feet, his waist, and his ears…

One touch was enough to set him off.

Right now, to everyone, he was akin to a charming little flower.

Their father watched the boys have fun and could not stop his thin lips from smiling.

This was the kind of happiness that he imagined.

There was his beloved woman and there were these two adorable boys beside him. Together, they formed a happy family.

Every member was precious and necessary.

Be it Shishi, Youyou, or Little Yichen, not one could be missed.

Yun Shishi stood at one side; her face had a contented smile as she watched the two rascals roll in fun on the beach.

She looked up and caught the man’s loving gaze by accident.

Both gazed at each other for a long time before their faces broke into knowing smiles.

…

At dinnertime, with his mother’s explanation, Youyou finally learned what his father was trying to do.

Apparently, after being smashed by the waves, he fainted.

Luckily, his father dived into the water to save him in the nick of time. What he did then was called administering mouth-to-mouth resuscitation and not kissing.

“Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation?” With the cutlery in his hands, his sparkling eyes looked quizzically at his mother. “What is mouth-to-mouth resuscitation?”

“That’s performing artificial resuscitation through mouth-to-mouth breathing.”

His mother patiently explained it to him in detail.

The little boy nodded pensively.

Not all mouth-to-mouth contact is called kissing, huh.

But…

It’s still disgusting!

He could accept this if it were his mother performing that, but he could not because it was his daddy who had done so!

Little Yichen seemed to recall something as he asked curiously, “Then, daddy was performing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on mommy before?”

…

This little lad was out to wow the audience with his words.

His mother’s face turned beet red instantly.

This made him even more curious and more determined to find out the truth. “I saw daddy performing mouth-to-mouth resuscitation on mommy today. Mommy, is that right? That’s called mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, right?”

“That’s not mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.” Youyou snorted indignantly.

What their mommy and daddy did was called kissing; every couple in love did that.

“Eh? What’s that?” The older boy continued probing for answer while he eyed his parents curiously from head to toe.

“Baby, what daddy and mommy did isn’t called mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.” She tried to explain it through sipped lips.

“What is that called, then?” The little fellow had a look of naivety, much like a mischievous imp, when he asked this question.