"Aren't you leaving yet?" Zheng Tong said in a low voice.
Duan Feixun only caught a glimpse, but the woman looked extremely beautiful and charming at this moment. He whispered, "Both Mom and Dad are at the door. If I go out, wouldn't it make them suspicious? Be good, Tongtong, feed little Guai first. Look how hungry little Guai is, its little mouth all puckered up and looking pitiful, right?"
Although Zheng Tong hated him, she still pitied the child – it was the flesh and blood that had just fallen from her own body!
She had no choice but to pull open her blouse, feeding the child half-concealed. When she felt Duan Feixun's gaze upon her, she glared fiercely at him, but she blushed first.
The scent was also tantalizing to Duan Feixun, making him wish he could hold this woman in his arms and love her intensely.
