148 The War Has Finally Begun

TILLY giggled when Winter burped after she breastfed him. "Our baby is full, huh?" she said lovingly while fixing her top. She wore a dress with buttons so that it would be easier for her to undo it when she needed to feed her son. I want to breastfeed Winter until he's big enough before I switch to formula milk.

Winter smiled, then he reached for her face and touched her cheek.

She felt like it was his own way of thanking her for feeding him.

"You're welcome, my little cinnamon roll," she said.

After a few moments of playing with her son, Winter let out a big yawn. Seeing his little mouth form a big 'O' made her giggle.

"My precious baby is sleepy after getting full," she said between giggles. "Mommy will sing you a lullaby."