【Milk with Added Ingredients】(Part 2, 4)

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(IV)

At six o'clock, just as dawn was breaking, I was awakened by a cacophony of footsteps. Another pregnant woman was about to give birth.

Sigh! It seems I haven't been sleeping well these past few days. My wife, on the other hand, seems to have adapted to the noisy environment or

was simply too tired last night. She's sleeping soundly now.

Unable to sleep myself, I rested my head against the headboard, watching my wife lying in my arms. She was sleeping so

sweetly, a smile still lingering on her lips. Her slightly furrowed brows had relaxed. As I

carefully observed this familiar beauty before me, I kept twirling her hair with my fingertips, enjoying

the smooth, silky feel of her hair brushing against my skin .

Sigh! She's almost a mother, but when she's asleep, she still looks like a child.

There's even . I wonder what the baby will look like when it's born. Just thinking about it

is terrifying; it'll be like a big kid taking care of a little kid. I couldn't help but feel a little regretful that I'd gotten her pregnant so early

. I reached out and wiped the corner of her mouth, gently removing the traces of drool. She frowned

slightly , mumbled something, and then went back to sleep. Seeing her sleeping so soundly, I tried to

pull my arm out from under her head, not wanting to make too much noise and wake her.

My sleepy wife turned over and looked at me, saying, "Why are you up so early? Couldn't you have slept a little longer

?"

I casually replied, "Another baby is being born, it's too noisy, I can't sleep."

Hearing this, my wife said worriedly, "Why don't you go home and sleep? It's noisy here every day. I haven't

given birth yet. Come and stay with me after you give birth."

I laughed, "It's okay, it's just the first day. I'll get used to it. You're about to give birth, I 'm

worried about you being at home."

Hearing this, my wife reached out and hugged my neck, pulling me down, saying, "Sleep with me a little longer,

we can talk while lying down. It's still early. We'll get up later."

I lay down along my wife's arm, continuing to hold her and chat with her about the soon-to-be-born baby. We

discussed how to take care of the baby.

Although I had read many books on parenting, the moment still felt nerve-wracking.

After chatting with my wife for a while, the other patients in the ward began to get up. So we got up too.

After helping

It contained a bowl of hot white rice porridge, two steamed buns, a side of pickled vegetables, and a boiled egg.

Looking at this simple breakfast, I said, "Honey, is this all you've been eating for breakfast these past few days? It's too

simple . Should I go out and buy you something else?"

My wife took the lunchbox from me and said, "This is fine. Don't let its simplicity fool you, it's just what I like.

Eating greasy food every day, I'm craving something lighter. The porridge and handmade buns are quite delicious. It'll be a good change

."

Seeing that my wife seemed to enjoy it, I abandoned the idea of going out. I pulled up a stool and sat down by the bed to eat

with her.

Seeing me sitting beside her, my wife took out a steamed bun and asked, "Do you want some?"

I laughed and said, "No, forget it. There's only this much. It's not even enough for me.

It's uncomfortable for two people to eat halfway through. I'll go out and eat after you finish."

Seeing that I wasn't eating, my wife didn't try to persuade me further. She said, "The early shift doctor will be making rounds later, it'll take about an

hour . All the family members in the ward will have to leave. You can go out and eat then."

I casually agreed. Seeing my wife holding a steamed bun in one hand and some pickled vegetables in the other, I

started feeding her porridge out of boredom. My wife enjoyed the breakfast service I provided. She smiled and ate a bite of

steamed bun and drank a sip of porridge I fed her.

Halfway through the meal, my mother-in-law opened the door. Seeing me feeding her youngest daughter breakfast, and the two of

them chatting and laughing, a hint of envy and jealousy unconsciously flashed in her eyes.

I saw this fleeting look clearly from my face as I faced the door. When my wife, who had been facing away from the door, turned around, my mother-in-law

had skillfully concealed her gaze and walked in with a smile. She asked about my wife's health

as she approached her. The two of them then started talking privately, leaving me aside; my wife even

stopped eating her breakfast.

I just sat there, holding a bowl of porridge, dumbfounded, unable to say a word. Several times I tried to

interject , but my mother-in-law interrupted me first. It was obvious she was doing it on purpose. I rolled my eyes inwardly, "

What's gotten into her again? Picking on me first thing in the morning. Is it because I'm feeding my wife?"

Fortunately, I soon heard the announcement in the corridor, "Doctor's rounds, family members please leave." This relieved

me from my awkward situation. At my wife's urging, I took my mother-in-law, who had also missed breakfast, out for

some . Considering the questionable hygiene around the hospital, I drove my mother-in-law and found

a teahouse some distance away. "Rongfu Teahouse"—the name sounded good, and the environment seemed decent. My mother-in-law and I went inside and found

a quiet corner by the window. We were a bit early; there weren't any other customers in the teahouse yet. Through

the pale blue glass, we could see early risers rushing about on the street. After we ordered breakfast,

the waiter left.

Looking at my mother-in-law, who was still sulking, I laughed and said, "What's wrong? You're so grumpy this morning.

Who are you angry with?"

My mother-in-law rolled her eyes at me, annoyed. "You're the one who's angry! Why

would I be angry?" I exaggeratedly sniffed, "I smell a strong sour smell. Is someone jealous?"

My mother-in-law angrily picked up her chopsticks and tried to hit me on the head. "Who would be jealous of you?"

I exaggeratedly dodged her chopsticks. "Then why did someone's eyes

almost ?"

Seeing my comical expression, my mother-in-law finally smiled slightly. "Get out of here, you're talking nonsense. Who's

jealous? I'm just a little envious. Xiaoping's father died early, and no one has cared about me like this for so many years

. Seeing you two so loving, I'm just a little envious. Sigh,

among , Xiaoping is probably the happiest. Although you're a womanizer, at least you're good to Xiaoping. Xiaoli

's life is probably much worse than Xiaoping's; she can only numb herself with work every day."

Hearing my mother-in-law's words, I asked curiously, "I see that my older sister and brother-in-law are doing quite well, aren't they? They

don't argue or fight. They treat each other with respect."

My mother-in-law scoffed, "No arguments or fights? That's what you call a good life? Treating each other with respect? Are they even husband and wife

? They're like guests now, what kind of husband and wife are they? Haven't you heard the saying, 'Better to marry a good-for-nothing than a blockhead'? If they treat each other

with respect, what kind

of marriage are they?" Seeing my mother-in-law suddenly burst into profanity, I was stunned. I had never seen my mother-in-law like this before.

Even after I forced myself on her, she had never cursed me like this. I never expected my mother-in-law to have such a shrewish side.

Seeing my stunned expression, my mother-in-law blushed and continued, "You men!

When you see a pretty woman, you always stare at her breasts, face, and thighs. When have you ever cared about her inner feelings?

Xiaoli and her husband seem like a good couple, but I bet they're actually in a terrible situation. Didn't you see how no one cares when Xiaoli is drunk,

or when she doesn't come home in the middle of the night? If Xiaoping didn't come home in the middle of the night, wouldn't you be worried? Besides,

look at Xiaoli's brow; it's never relaxed since she got married. Her personality is much more gloomy than before. A

lively and cheerful daughter of hers, married into the Hong family, has become a silent gourd in just two years. I

would never have agreed to their marriage. I've asked them several times, but I haven't gotten any answers. They're young people in their twenties,

married for only two years, have no children, and have good jobs. Besides their private affairs..." " What could possibly bother you

like that ?"

My mother-in-law said, pointing at me and scolding, "And you, you're no better. That night, all you did

was stare at Xiaoli's body, you didn't even care about her."

Hearing my mother-in-law's complaints, I thought, "Ugh, I'm getting shot even though I'm not her. She's not my wife, it

's not my place to care. Besides, even if I wanted to care, I'd have to be able to." But hearing my mother-in-law say this, I

started to wonder if there was something wrong between my older sister and her husband. My mother-in-law is right, if Pingping

didn't come home in the middle of the night, I probably would have called her non-stop, unlike my brother-in-law who even turned off his phone the day before yesterday, acting like

he didn't care ."

Seeing that I was silent, my mother-in-law became even angrier and said angrily, "Did I hit a nerve? Are you afraid

to answer ?"

Seeing that my mother-in-law was about to turn her anger on me, I quickly changed the subject. I didn't want to be someone else's

scapegoat. "Mom, I heard Xiaoping mention her second sister last night. I've been married to Xiaoping for so long,

but I've never seen her."

My mother-in-law was silent for a while, then said sadly, "It's no wonder you haven't seen her. I haven't

seen . That heartless girl, she just runs off and disappears without a trace. Doesn't she think about how worried her family is?"

I asked in surprise, "What happened? Did your second sister run away from home?"

My mother-in-law was silent for a while, then shook her head. Then, as if lost in memories, she slowly began to speak: "

Actually, Pingping's second sister isn't my biological child. At that time, Pingping's father was still working at the county hospital, and I had only

recently given birth to Xiaoli, about two or three months ago. I remember that day, a

baby girl, not even a month old, was brought to the hospital. They said she had been abandoned on the road outside the hospital, and a nurse saw her and brought her in.

Everyone saw that the baby's blanket and clothes were made of good materials, and they all thought someone had accidentally lost her.

When the baby was brought in, she was crying loudly from hunger. At that time, I had just given birth to Xiaoli, had plenty of breast milk, and was soft-hearted.

I couldn't bear to see the baby cry..." I picked her up and started breastfeeding. I thought I'd return her to her parents once

they . But her parents never appeared, so I kept her with me. Later, realizing she

'd probably been abandoned, I went through the adoption process and officially adopted her. She's Pingping's second older sister. Because

she wore a jade lock around her neck with the character "Fei" engraved on it, we named her Liu Yanfei.

When Xiaofei grew up and learned she was adopted, she desperately wanted to find her biological parents and know

why she'd been abandoned. But in this vast world, besides the jade lock, there were no other clues. Where

could she even begin to look? I just... I agreed to let her go out and look for her. Xiaofei has been arguing with me about it ever since.

When , the city was recruiting female soldiers that year. She secretly took her household registration book and enlisted.

In the years since, apart from sending postcards home during the Spring Festival, there has been no other news. Perhaps she

has searching for her biological parents. I also called her unit. The unit always said they were on

missions and could not be contacted. After a while, the desire to contact them faded. Let's just pretend we never adopted this daughter.”

After listening to my mother-in-law's story, I casually said, “It would be better if she didn't know she was adopted.

That way she wouldn't think about it.” "She's looking for her biological parents."

My mother-in-law smiled helplessly and said, "How could that be? You see, although Xiaoli and Pingping are three years apart, one

was born at the end of the year and the other at the beginning. In reality, they're only a little over a year apart. How could they possibly have had another

child ? Plus, Xiaofei and Xiaoli are the same age, only two months apart. How could she not suspect anything?

You could fool her when she was little, but she'll understand when she grows up. There's no point in lying anymore. Sigh, I wonder

how , whether she's found her biological parents. Being alone out there with no one to take care of her, it's heartbreaking to think about."

I never expected my sister-in-law, whom I'd never met, to have such a past. Looking at my mother-in-law's slightly furrowed brows, I

didn't have any good words to comfort her as she was lost in her memories.

After a while, my mother-in-law sighed again, "Seeing how affectionate you and Xiaoping were this morning reminded me of

when I was with Xiaoping's father. Your father-in-law was just like you, a master at sweet-talking girls. He

could make anything bloom. Back then, I was so charmed by him that I ended up in bed with him, and I

got pregnant with your older sister when I was sixteen. When the family saw that I was pregnant, they made us get married early. I wasn't old enough to even get

a marriage certificate. After we got married, I was in a bad mood during my pregnancy. Your father-in-law was just like you are now, comforting me every day,

feeding me, washing my feet. He was just like you, always thinking about sex, thinking about getting me into bed.

But he was much more honest than you, without all those tricks." As she spoke, my mother-in-law glared at me, as if

accusing me of trying to torment her before.

"Your father-in-law was such a glutton back then, he would fight with your older sisters for milk every day. Later, when your older sisters grew up

and I wanted to wean them, he absolutely refused to let me. He would drag me to bed every day, and in less than six months, he got me pregnant again."

" I had Xiaoping. I remember he was so happy when he found out I was pregnant again, saying he'd have milk to drink again. Sigh, what a

glutton. Just like you." A happy smile appeared on my mother-in-law's face as she said this.

"It's a pity your father-in-law died young. Xiaoping died of a serious illness before she was even born. She

never got to drink my milk. After Xiaoping was born, I even squeezed a bowl of milk and sprinkled it on his grave, fulfilling

one of his unfulfilled wishes. This morning, seeing you feeding Xiaoping reminded me of when he fed me.

Sigh, it's so enviable. A woman should just have a man to care for her; it feels so good to be loved and cherished

."

A melancholy expression appeared on my mother-in-law's face, as if she were recalling her memories with my father-in-law.

I reached out and held my mother-in-law's hand, looking at her with deep affection, and said softly, "What's there to envy?

I'll take care of you. I'll love you. I'll feed you, I'll wash your feet."

My mother-in-law tried to pull her hand away a few times, but couldn't. She gave me a flirtatious glare

. "How many hearts do you have? Can you take care of everyone? I don't have any milk for you right now.

Go ask your wife for some and take care of her."

I grinned shamelessly. "They say a woman's heart is a single piece, so it can only be given to one man at a time. But

a man's heart can be divided into several pieces, and can be given to several women at the same time. Don't worry,

I can definitely handle you and Pingping."

Hearing my shameless words, my mother-in-law's mood improved a bit. She covered her mouth and laughed. "Really only two people? More

than that, right? Tell me, and I'll give you some advice."

Seeing my mother-in-law's teasing look, I couldn't help but pick up a small steamed bun and stuff it into her mouth. "

No good deed goes unpunished. Here, let me feed you. See if I can shut you up without this bun."

My mother-in-law laughed and dodged the bun I offered, saying, "You're already angry? How boring."

After laughing and joking for a while, I noticed that the two young female waitresses in the teahouse were looking this way, so I let go of

my mother-in-law who kept dodging. I shoved the bun off the chopsticks into my mouth, took a few vicious bites, and muttered

, "Fine, don't eat it then, I'm not feeding you."

My mother-in-law laughed even harder when she saw my feigned fierceness.

I swallowed the bun and waited for her to finish laughing. Then I started telling her about what happened last night. When she heard that I had tricked my wife into giving me oral sex with a

secretly filmed video, she laughed and called me a scoundrel, a pervert, a

wolf in sheep's clothing.

After hearing what Pingping had told me, my mother-in-law's eyes reddened, and she fell silent. After a long pause, she said softly

, "You must take good care of Pingping's feelings. I've been through this. I know that women need the most

care when they're pregnant. Don't rush to let Pingping know about us. If something goes wrong, it'll be terrible, and you'll regret it then. It's fine as it

is now , I'm quite satisfied. Everything should be for Pingping's sake, don't rush things." After saying that

, she tapped my forehead with her finger and continued, "I must have owed you something in my past life, and I'm repaying it in this one.

I've been a widow for so many years, only to be deceived by you into stealing my husband from my own daughter. I don't know

what sins I committed in my past life." "You audacious lecher! You even prey on your own mother-in-law! If you dare

to treat Pingping any badly, see how I deal with you!"

After hearing my mother-in-law's complaints, I laughed and said, "Of course! You must have been my woman in your past life. Our fate

wasn't over, so let's continue in this life. Don't worry, I'll definitely treat you and Pingping well. My woman, I cherish

her dearly."

My mother-in-law glanced at me with her beautiful eyes and laughed, "You talk like it's the truth. You should settle things with Pingping first.

You greedy little lecher."

At this moment, a few more people entered the teahouse, but they all sat in the middle, quite far from us. Seeing that more people

were coming in , my mother-in-law and I began to eat our breakfast quietly. Just as I was engrossed in eating my steamed buns and drinking

my porridge,

I suddenly felt a foot gently rubbing against my leg under the table, slowly moving up my thigh

towards my crotch. I looked up in surprise and found my mother-in-law blinking her small eyes at me, looking

completely innocent. I looked down again to confirm. That's right. A delicate little foot, encased in alluring black

stockings, was pressing against my crotch, the toe circling incessantly. Looking at my

mother-in-law, who still maintained an innocent expression, I glared at her and whispered, "What do you want to do? In broad daylight

, aren't you afraid of being seen?"

My mother-in-law pointed to the glass beside her and the surrounding guests, chuckling softly, "Silly boy,

you can't see in from the outside. They're so far away, who could see?" She then deliberately tapped my

penis with her toe.

"Damn it! I've been teased by my beautiful mother-in-law. The sad thing is, it seems my body is actually enjoying this teasing

; my penis is already getting hard." I couldn't help but glare at my mother-in-law again.

Feeling my penis slowly hardening, my mother-in-law covered her mouth and chuckled, like a fox who had stolen a chicken

, her smiling eyes full of temptation. It made my heart flutter and my blood rush. My poor

little brother was as hard as steel.

Just as I was enjoying the thrill, my mother-in-law suddenly withdrew her foot and, under my disapproving glare,

gestured to a waitress in the teahouse. A pretty young woman walked down the aisle, and I quickly used the tablecloth

to cover my crotch, which was throbbing from my swollen penis.

The waitress came to the table, and my mother-in-law began asking if they had any cold drinks. The waitress enthusiastically introduced

the various cold drinks available in the teahouse. I secretly took deep breaths, slowly suppressing my surging

emotions .

Just then, my mother-in-law's foot stepped on my crotch again. If it weren't for the tablecloth, the waitress

would definitely have seen that the woman who was attentively listening to her introduction was teasing the innocent man opposite her with her foot

. My penis, which had just softened, instantly returned to its original state. No, it was

three times harder than before. I tried my best to remain calm and make my expression appear more natural. While smiling as I watched

my mother- -law talk to the waitress, I tried my best to keep my legs tightly closed to stop the foot that was wreaking havoc on my crotch. My mother-in-law's

delicate feet were persistently moving against my crotch, and my hard penis throbbed painfully under the ravages of her feet.

Fortunately, my mother-in-law's ordering didn't take long; in the end, she ordered a bowl of soy milk, a glass of milk, and...

Bring a small bowl of ice.

After the waiter politely withdrew, I grabbed my mother-in-law's still-mischievous foot and began

to fondle it in my palm. My mother-in-law, holding onto the table, struggled with me for her foot, and soon

a flush rose on her alluring face.

Just as I was about to punish her further, I saw the waiter bring the milk and soy milk we had ordered,

along with a small glass bowl containing some glistening ice cubes. I had no choice but to release my mother-in-law's foot.

My mother-in-law also took the opportunity to withdraw her foot, putting on a ladylike demeanor.

After the waiter withdrew again, my mother-in-law actually lifted the tablecloth and crawled under the table. Immediately afterward, I

felt my groin being occupied again, but this time it wasn't my mother-in-law's foot, but her hands.

Looking down, I saw my mother-in-law waving her hands, quickly unzipping my pants and

releasing my penis, which had been swollen for half a day.

Holding my burning hot penis in her hand, my mother-in-law glanced at me with her alluring eyes before taking it into

her mouth . The warm, comfortable sensation immediately enveloped my penis, instantly transforming my burning desire into a blissful state.

I took a deep breath to recover from this ultimate pleasure and softly asked

my mother-in-law under the table, "What do you want to do? Get up, don't let anyone see us."

My mother-in-law sucked on my penis vigorously for a while before releasing it, smiling seductively at me, "I want some breakfast milk,

you promised me." Then she took my penis into her mouth again.

"Ugh, what's going on here? Thinking about this in a teahouse." I wanted to continue persuading my mother-in-law

to stop, but this ultimate pleasure and the intense excitement were experiences I had never had before,

so I swallowed my words.

I could only nervously enjoy my mother-in-law's oral service while casually observing

everyone in the teahouse, preventing anyone from suddenly barging into this corner.

Under the pressure of nervousness and my mother-in-law's stimulation, my penis was incredibly hard, which greatly reduced

its sensitivity. My mother-in-law sucked for a long time

but just couldn't find the climax. Frustrated, my mother-in-law gently bit my penis under the table. The sudden

attack made me cry out "Ah!"

The waiter heard the sound and quickly looked at us, preparing to come over to see if we needed service. I quickly

raised my hand to indicate that it was okay and stopped the waiter who was walking towards me.

"Damn, if she had come over, it would have been a disaster. I would have been exposed immediately."

Seeing the waiter retreat after I stopped him, I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. I looked down at my mother-in-law, who was still licking my penis, and said, "Stop sucking, it's too stimulating. I can't ejaculate

for a while . Maybe next time." 　　Hearing my words, my mother-in-law reluctantly sucked for a while longer, but found that my penis was still as hard as ever, with no intention of ejaculating. Frustrated, she rubbed my penis hard. 　　Suddenly, I heard my mother-in-law whisper, "I've got it, I've got it." She then retreated from under the table , saying, "Don't put it back, wait for me." 　　I had no choice but to abandon my plan to put my penis back in my pants. I saw my mother-in-law pick up a glass bowl of ice from the table and then crawl back under it. When I looked at her again, she had a small piece of ice in her mouth. When she opened her mouth and took my penis in, I felt a different sensation. The cold sensation stimulated my burning penis, greatly increasing its sensitivity. The clash of hot and cold overwhelmed my penis. 　　An unprecedented, intense pleasure surged through my body. In less than a minute, I felt like my penis was about to explode. Just then, my mother-in-law took a few more ice cubes and used them to rub the outside of my penis, the base, and my testicles. The double stimulation made me unable to hold back any longer. My penis throbbed continuously in my mother-in-law 's mouth, my testicles contracting forcefully in her hand. Streams of white, cloudy semen shot into her mouth. So much of it, it took a long time for my penis to stop ejaculating. The excessive ejaculation made me feel dizzy. 　　"Damn, that was too exciting." It took me a while to recover from the excitement. 　　By then, my mother-in-law had drained the last drop of semen from my penis and was squatting on the ground, looking up at me. When she saw me looking down at her, she opened her bright red lips, revealing a thick layer of white semen filling her mouth and drowning her tongue. 　　Looking at this lewd scene, I couldn't help but shake my still dizzy head, and my limp penis twitched involuntarily. 　　Seeing my reaction, my mother-in-law smiled seductively and closed her mouth. She carefully adjusted my pants and then crawled back under the table. 　　After my mother-in-law sat down, I realized she hadn't swallowed the semen in her mouth yet. She picked up the glass in front of her and spat the semen mixed with ice into it, creating a thick layer of cloudy white semen at the bottom. She then poured hot milk into the glass, tore off a packet of sugar, and added it in . Then, she leisurely stirred it with a spoon, saying, "Hmm, this is the nutritious breakfast milk I wanted." 　　I rolled my eyes at her, utterly speechless. 　　Seeing my eye-roll, my mother-in-law smiled seductively at me and said, "Sweetie, drink the soy milk while it's hot. It'll help recover. We're counting on you in the future." 　　Looking at her lewd actions and hearing her alluring words, I didn't even have the energy to roll my eyes anymore. 　　I thought, "Damn it, it's only been a few days. It's gone from me flirting with her to her flirting with me. This is outrageous!" 　　Angry, I gulped down the warm soy milk. I desperately need to rehydrate. That vixen almost drained me dry. 　　My mother-in-law watched me angrily drink my soy milk, chuckling to herself while covering her mouth. She'd occasionally sip the milk mixed with semen. Then, in a seductive voice, she seduce me, "Husband...! Is it more comfortable when I lick you, or is Pingping's oral skill better?" 　　Under my mother-in-law's temptation, I sadly discovered that my already weak penis was feeling aroused again. 　　I thought, "She just told me to take care of Pingping and not worry about her, and now she's trying so hard to seduce me."

"Damn it, is this any way to live? I can't eat this breakfast anymore, I can't stand this awful place any longer!"

I didn't bother answering my mother-in-law's question. After gulping down my soy milk, I ran to the counter to pay. I was afraid that if

I stayed another second, I'd be seduced by that vixen again.

My mother-in-law watched my disheveled figure, chuckled, and finished her homemade nutritious breakfast milk in a few gulps

before following me out.

Sitting in the car, looking at my mother

-in-

my anger and pulled her into my arms, fiercely sucking on her alluring red lips and roughly kneading her full breasts. My mother-in-law wrapped her arms around my neck, obediently responding to my actions. She put her fragrant tongue in my mouth for

me to taste,

and thrust her breasts forward for me to fondle. After a while, she gently reminded me, "It's almost time

, let's go back. Pingping must be getting impatient."

I snapped out of my mother-in-law's temptation, gave her another hard kiss, and drove to

the hospital . Along the way, my mother-in-law didn't provoke me anymore, but quietly sat beside me, straightening her

clothes that I had crumpled and reapplying her makeup that my passionate kisses had ruined.

When we arrived at the hospital, the doctor's rounds were already over. Entering the ward, I found that my sister-in-law had already arrived

. She wore a white dress, flesh-colored stockings, white high heels, and a thin black belt.

She looked so elegant and demure.

If it weren't for my mother-in-law's earlier words, I would have only been attracted by her beauty. Now, I

stood quietly to the side, carefully observing her. Just as my mother-in-law had said,

there was . Her slightly furrowed brows were the best proof, even though she was chatting

and laughing with my mother-in-law and wife. But the occasional flicker of sadness in her eyes was always clearly visible to me. It made me want to

hold her in my arms and cherish her. But then I looked at my mother-in-law and wife beside me. My burning passion

was instantly extinguished, like a bucket of cold water poured over it. I hadn't even settled things with these two yet; how could I have the energy to bother with anyone else

?

They say three women make a drama. Right in front of me were three beautiful women putting on a domestic soap opera. Watching

them chat animatedly about everyday matters and their unborn child, I couldn't get a word in edgewise. I could only lie on

a recliner nearby, slowly recovering the energy I'd expended at the teahouse. Quietly watching these three

stunning beauties was a rare treat. Most importantly, two of them were at my

disposal—just thinking about it made me smug.

Before I could even finish admiring them, my wife, who was chatting happily, suddenly felt waves of abdominal pain. Ah, she was going into labor!

I quickly called for a doctor and nurses and rushed my wife to the delivery room. The delivery went exceptionally smoothly; in less than

half an hour , the doctor brought out a healthy and adorable little girl. Just what I wanted; I love girls.

My mother-in-law and sister-in-law were overjoyed to see the newborn. They carefully tended to her.

My sister-in-law, in particular, had a face full of love and envy.

My mother-in-law teased her, "If you like children so much, why don't you have one yourself?"

A fleeting look of loneliness crossed my sister-in-law's face before she quickly regained her composure. "Mom, I'm

busy with work right now. We'll talk about it later."

Seeing this, my mother-in-law dropped the subject, not wanting to continue such a

somber topic during this happy time.

I sat by the bed, watching my wife, who had just returned to the ward, carefully tending to her IV drip. The nearly

half-hour ordeal had left her pale. However, she seemed to be in good spirits, a happy

smile on her face. My wife was a little disappointed to see it was a girl, as she had always hoped for a boy to

carry on the family line. I gently comforted her, praising all the good things about daughters. My wife quickly

overcame her worries and insisted on holding the baby. Later, after a group of women decided together, we

named the baby Feng Lingxiu. The name I had previously chosen was unanimously rejected by the three women.

Seeing me sulking, the three women laughed heartily, and even the little one joined in

the fun, crying loudly.

Hospital life was, overall, a bittersweet experience. Seeing the newborn always brought joy,

but not getting a good night's sleep for several days was unbearable. Now, I

can Fortunately, this didn't last long. A week after giving birth, I

took my wife home.

It's worth mentioning that during this week, my wife and I ran into the nurse Zheng Mingxia again. She was back to her old self

, skipping and jumping around, and whenever she had a spare moment, she would come over to play with my baby.

She was as carefree as a little swallow. I observed her carefully and didn't detect a trace of pretense.

It seems she had been persuaded by her family. Sigh, yet another young girl has fallen into depravity.

Another thing is that I finally got to taste my wife's breast milk. That day, my wife's milk had just come in, and the little

one tried sucking for ages but couldn't get any out, crying loudly in frustration. I had no choice but to reluctantly help her.

I personally unclogged her milk ducts and tasted her first drop of colostrum—it was so fragrant! So sweet!

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