“Grandma May, Seren, let’s go downstairs for lunch.”

Jane invited the two and waved at Sonny. She said with a gentle smile, “Sonny, come, I’ll carry you.”

Sonny looked at the two babies and then at the beautiful Aunt Jane. At last, he reluctantly walked toward Jane and said, “Aunt Jane, I’m grown up, so I don’t need to be carried.”

Jane took his small hand. “Then I’ll hold you as we walk.”

She said to Serenity, “Sonny is also a very well-behaved child. He’s much better than Connor. That