Chapter 814 430: The Bride's Other Meaning (3)

Before Zhao Qingge left, she was completely unaware, and once they were on the plane, she noticed there were seven or eight bags of breast milk in the fridge and asked casually, "Hers?"

"Yes, Tianxuan's. They, mother and son, must be on the plane by now. Before leaving, fearing Weiyi wouldn't have enough milk, they left us some extra."

Pulled a trick and escaped like a cicada shedding its skin?

With a twitch of her eyelids, Zhao Qingge asked flatly, "Why didn't you leave with her?"

Li Peifeng, standing by the stove, didn't respond, just sighed quietly and turned back to cooking.

With a bag of milk in hand, Zhao Qingge was about to walk away, but she couldn't help but ask, "You've not left yet, is it because you don't want to go through with it with her, or you think it's still time if you fly there the day before the wedding?"

Li Peifeng spoke truthfully, "Both thoughts... but mainly it's because I want to consider your feelings, so I'm hesitant."

Zhao Qingge sneered, "Then should I be honored by your hesitation? You, an unchaste and shameless lech, still left with half a sense of humanity? I'm thrilled!"

After speaking, she angrily opened the fridge and threw the bag of breast milk back in. In the next moment, feeling it wasn't enough, she brought out all the stored breast milk and threw it into the trash.

The saying goes: Sturdy bamboo stands straight, carrying the wisdom of the ancients; Solitary orchid grips simplicity and steadfastly upholds the spirit of a gentleman!

I, Zhao Qingge, must have backbone, and never accept charity, moreover, why should my child drink the milk of a mistress?!

Li Peifeng was in panic, "Honey, what are you doing? If you throw it all away, do you want our son to drink formula? He's used to breast milk, he might not take formula well."

"My son, fed by her? Don't I have any?"

Zhao Qingge, with icy pride, thrust her chest out: "After dinner, we'll feed him together."

Li Peifeng glanced her over, slightly hesitated, then nodded in agreement.

New mothers breastfeeding take skill; typically, three days after childbirth, a healthy new mother has enough milk to feed the baby, but before milk is released, it requires massage stimulation for the baby to suckle.

This process is painful, which is why Zhao Qingge previously used Huang Tianxuan's milk. Now, in her fury, she's decided to fend for herself, which needs Li Peifeng's help.

After quickly having breakfast, the couple entered the bedroom amid Li Weiyi's crying.

"How do we do this?"

"Take off your top, then lean halfway on the bed's headrest."

Li Peifeng went to the bathroom to fetch a basin of warm water and grabbed a towel. Once Zhao Qingge laid down, he placed the hot towel on her chest.

"..."

Gradually, Zhao Qingge frowned while Li Peifeng's technique, familiar beyond familiarity, heightened her displeasure.

"Do you massage Huang Tianxuan like this every day?"

"No, just the few initial days it needed, then she mostly fed herself."

Li Peifeng smiled, moving closer, trying to ease Zhao Qingge's temper, "Is it uncomfortable? Come on, a kiss, a kiss will make it better..."

"You make me sick!"

Zhao Qingge shrugged him off, looking at her hungry son, feeling a bit anxious, "The child is starving, I'm not in the mood for jokes with you."

"Being anxious won't help, the colostrum takes a long time to massage out."

"Exactly how long?"

Li Peifeng thought briefly and replied, "Pretty much like my time."

Zhao Qingge gave him a glare and urged, "The baby can't wait that long, hurry up."

"How about I take the breast milk from the trash so Weiyi can cope with a mouthful?"

As soon as he spoke, seeing Zhao Qingge's expression change, Li Peifeng stopped talking and intensified his massage.

But doing so also increased the pain and discomfort.

After nearly ten minutes, Zhao Qingge couldn't bear it and wanted to pause for a rest. Then she saw Li Peifeng leaning in, his face inching closer.

"Come on, Honey, a little kiss, a kiss and it won't hurt anymore!"

How could this shameless, vile creature be my husband?!

Professor Zhao blushed faintly; lifting her beautiful face proudly, she aimed her sharp chin at him and gazed at him with disdain and sarcasm.

Kiss, go on and kiss, charity given to you, could you bite me to death?

"Ah~ Waa waa waa~"

The starving Li Weiyi did not know what his parents were doing, he only knew he was very, very hungry, bawling in his crib while flailing blindly.

Just before Li Weiyi cried himself breathless, the couple finally worked together and achieved results!

A kiss, it's the weapon to cut through barriers, the thing that makes the world more beautiful, and the miracle of finding life's source.

"Indeed, there must be love."

Li Peifeng sighed with relief, "Honey, you understand now? You need to be relaxed and happy, filled with love for me to produce milk, otherwise it'll stay blocked inside."

Why are you spewing nonsense, cracking such foul jokes?!!

Zhao Qingge didn't bother to reply, she picked up Li Weiyi and began breastfeeding. The baby was truly famished, sucking greedily.

Shortly after, a feeling of unease struck Zhao Qingge, "Seems like he's drinking it all up, why is your son such a big eater?"

Clearly, it's your reserves being low, Huang Tianxuan alone could feed him eight times a day!

Li Peifeng internally quipped, reminded her with a smile, "It's normal for foremilk to be scarce initially, but he should nearly be satisfied; don't overfeed the baby, or he'll vomit. He's not yet a month old, his stomach is roughly the size of an egg."

Realizing she was right, Zhao Qingge set the baby down once his drinking slowed, eyes narrowing as if in sleep.

"That's enough?"

"Yes, he should be around seventy percent full."

Putting her clothes back on, Zhao Qingge touched her chest, "The other side still feels full, how do I handle it?"

"I'll get a bag, we can store it."

A bag can hold a hundred milliliters, Li Peifeng filled one-and-a-half bags, yet Zhao Qingge felt no relief, gesturing to the right, "The one he drank from is full again, seems he didn't finish."

"Then I'll continue filling this half bag."

"No need, there isn't that much."

"?"

Staring at him momentarily, Zhao Qingge commanded, "Drink it, do not waste."

Li Peifeng blinked in disbelief, then caught on two seconds later and chuckled awkwardly, "...Honey, stop kidding, I'm not a kid, what's the point of fighting over our son's food."

"Does it taste bad? But you didn't hesitate to drink Huang Tianxuan's, did you!"

"Don't listen to her nonsense… fine, I'll drink."

With a hint of resignation, Li Peifeng climbed onto the bed, and Zhao Qingge snorted with laughter.

This feeling, loving it!

Adjusting his body, Li Peifeng tried to find a comfortable position; seeing Zhao Qingge's gaze transform into something majestic, tender, and motherly, he naturally became cautious and tried to act obedient;

"Honey?"

"Uh... get lost!"