Xuxu kicked Yan Rusheng and he yelled in pain. He climbed up and sat upright as he glared at Xuxu. "Wen Xuxu! Do you want me to do something to you?!"
Xuxu threw him a dirty look. "Scram!"
"Are the children deprived of milk these days?" Yan Rusheng inched closer to Xuxu as he playfully grinned. "Let me see… do I need to repair my son's milk supply?"
Xuxu heard him, and she instantly raised her leg to aim a kick. However, Yan Rusheng was prepared this time around, and he had caught her leg in time to stop her. He smelled her foot. "My wife's foot smells pleasant."
It dumbfounded Xuxu.
She became stony-faced and glared at him. "Yan Rusheng, stop your nonsense! Let me go!"
How would Yan Rusheng listen to her? He held on to Xuxu's foot tightly as he moved closer to Xuxu's face.
At this moment, one baby started to wake up.
