Gong Jie's face was as dark as thunderclouds. He wasn't sure if he should be upset or humored and looked as though he was at a loss. When he saw Mu Yazhe walking in, he became even more embarrassed and pleaded with Yun Shishi for help. "Sister…"
"Ha ha ha!" Yun Shishi bent over in laughter.
Gong Jie said angrily, "Sister, why are you laughing at me? Hurry up and feed her."
Still laughing, Yun Shishi said, "You'll have to wait a bit."
She turned around to get the milk bottle before walking over and handing it to Gong Jie.
Gong Jie looked at the milk bottle and seemed surprised for a moment. Yun Shishi had to explain that little Yueyao used too much force when feeding and it always hurt her. Hence, she had to pump milk and store it in milk bottles for little Yueyao to feed on.
"She's probably been drinking from milk bottles for too long."
