Dongfang Ye (2)

Su Ruowan smiled and went over to hug her son.

She lowered her head and kissed his fair and tender face, then kissed it again. That soft and tender touch with the milky fragrance made her feel pain that was never enough.

Little Chengcheng leaned his head into his mother's arms and habitually pressed his chubby paws on the familiar granary.

Su Ruowan blushed and quickly reached out to take his little hand down.

Little Chengcheng looked at her with his big eyes. He pouted and whimpered as if he was about to cry.

Li Qing said," Xiao Wan, Xiao Chengcheng might be hungry."

Su Ruowan was speechless.

No way, she... She had just returned!

"Just now, when I fed him milk powder in the afternoon, he refused to eat it. Now... You must be hungry, right?" Li Qing explained.

Little Chengcheng opened his small mouth, revealing his pink and tender gums." Yiya," he said," Yiya," as if he agreed with his grandmother's words.