Carrying Her Son

Lin Shiyu's ravishing face blushed an unnatural red. She raised her head and looked at him coldly. "What are you looking at?"

Fu Qinglun used himself to block everyone's view of her. She was damp at the chest now and he did not wish for anyone to see.

He looked down and pointed at her chest and said quietly, "Are you… leaking milk?"

"…"

Did this person know it was indecent for him to be looking at her like this?

After a few moments of silence, Lin Shiyu arched her willowy brows and said sultrily, "Do you really want to know?"

Fu Qinglun looked at her and his gaze was scorching.

"Even if you do, I'm not telling you," Lin Shiyu added.

"…"

Fu Qinglun stuck one hand into his pocket and his throat bobbed.

At this moment, the elevator door opened and Lin Shiyu carried Little Shushu out.

…

In the apartment.