His Genius Wife is a Superstar

Long Jinjing was kissed until she felt like passing out. Her body thrummed with sensual electricity, making her unable to think of anything else besides what her husband was doing to her.

"Heh." Lu Zihao threw her a devilish smirk when their mouths finally separated.

"Huh?" Her IQ which plunged to amoeba level hadn't recovered yet.

Then she yelped when he squeezed her butt with both hands. Her senses gradually returned. She grabbed his large, sinewy arms and gestured for him to stop but to no avail. His strong, sinful fingers continued playing with the soft, jelly-like flesh of her butt cheeks.

"Ni-nikolai, please!"

"Please what?" His low, deep voice was enough to turn her on.

"Uh..."

What was she going to say again? She forgot.

Lu Zihao chuckled. His devilish voice filled her consciousness and made her shiver in delight.

"Recover quickly, Jinjing," he whispered directly to her flushed ear. "I can't wait to fuck you again."

She moaned and hung her body on him like a koala. Any worries about her current chubby figure was nowhere to be found in her mind.

Later, the husband and wife headed to the nursery room to see the babies. The Jin and Lu twins shared the large nursery to make it easier to take care and watch over them altogether. The four cousins even shared the large crib which was enough to fit all of them including their fat feline eldest sister.

The fat, grey cat was a natural babysitter. Ice Cream accepted her twin baby cousins just like how she welcomed her twin baby brothers without any problems. She made it easier for the nannies to know if any of the babies needed immediate attention.

But at the same time, she was also extremely judgmental to anyone who failed to reach her high standards of caring for her beloved charges. The nannies often had to endure Ice Cream's harsh glares if they moved a step too late in addressing what the babies needed.

This was the first time that the nannies encountered such a bossy and overbearing cat. As expected of the cat treated as CEO Jin's eldest daughter! Ice Cream was on another level compared to cats owned by plebeians like them.

Lu Zihao and Long Jinjing arrived at the nursery room just after the babies were fed.

"Mom, Auntie Yuyan," Long Jinjing greeted Sun Jingfei and Huang Yuyan.

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"Little Misha and Little Dima just fell asleep," Sun Jingfei informed them while holding the well-behaved Little Matcha in her arms.

Huang Yuyan was also holding a baby in her arms. Little Mochi's adorable cooing filled the room.

The husband and wife went straight to the large crib where Ice Cream guarded their own set of twins. Lu Zihao could no longer call his babies ugly. They had also become extremely adorable like their Jin cousins.

Compared to the Jin twins, the Lu twins were still smaller because they were younger. But it was clear that they were extremely healthy. Iris' breast milk was doing them wonders. As a matter of fact, the Lu twins were quite fat compared to how the Jin twins looked like when they were one month old.

"Little gluttons," Lu Zihao couldn't help but mutter.

Long Jinjing pouted at him but couldn't really argue because Little Misha and Little Dima indeed demanded feeding much more frequently. They were voracious feeders, making Long Jinjing feel guilty because the milk they were consuming came from their aunt and not her, their mother.

Sighing, she shook her head and forced herself to stop guilt-tripping herself. During her month-long confinement, she and Lu Zihao followed the doctor's recommendation and hired a psychologist to help her deal with her low self-esteem. The psychologist would come and meet her every week for a therapy session.

The therapy sessions were still ongoing. Lu Zihao was very supportive of her therapy because she knew that he worried about her getting post-partum depression. To be honest, she was also afraid of getting it, hence why she agreed to hire the psychologist despite her initial hesitation.

Remembering the film "Strong Yet Broken" was enough to strike fear in her. Even just hearing the soundtrack was enough to make her anxious. This was one of the rare situations where she resented her sister for being too good in her craft as a music composer.

Imagine almost getting a panic attack whenever one heard a particular music. It was embarrassing, not to mention scary!

Fortunately, the therapy sessions seemed to be working. Long Jinjing was learning some simple techniques to deal with her negative thoughts and emotions. The techniques weren't foolproof but at least she no longer felt helpless whenever her self-esteem nosedived.

"Little Misha, Little Dima," she murmured with a smile while caressing her babies' soft cheeks.

By this time, she was now able to differentiate between her babies. Thank goodness!

The others, however, still couldn't recognize which twin was Lu Tianyu and which was Lu Zhiyuan. This included Sun Jingfei and even Grandpa Lu. Therefore, the tags were still needed to let others differentiate between the identical twins.

As of now, only three humans could recognize the twins without the tags—Iris, Lu Zihao and Long Jinjing. Even Jin Liwei still couldn't tell the Lu twins apart.

Of course, Ketchup and Bacon had no problems identifying their identical twin cousins. Their face-recognition and identity scanners were more advanced than anything available in the world right now.

Ketchup and Bacon were the ones who actually aided Long Jinjing in being able to differentiate between her babies faster than what the doctor expected.

Little Misha and Little Dima looked exactly the same yet they had subtle differences in their quirks. The eldest twin son, Little Misha, was as active as his cousin Little Mochi when awake. Fortunately, Little Misha didn't demand as much attention as Little Mochi. He was fine entertaining himself like Little Matcha.

However, she once heard her husband comment about their eldest twin son, "This cheeky expression, he'll be a troublemaker."

She didn't know how he made this conclusion but she prayed that he would be wrong.

On the other hand, their youngest twin son, Little Dima, was actually the most normal among the four babies. Perhaps the only issue was that he cried the most often and always looked pitiful while doing so. In short, a crybaby.