Cheng Anya turned her head to look at her son, her eyes narrowing. It was such a tall place. Even if Ning Ning saw them kissing, he probably could not see Ye Chen's face clearly.
She was slightly relieved. She touched her belly, looking pitiful. "Baby, Mommy is hungry…"
Ning Ning was speechless as he looked at her lying on the sofa and playing possum. She had no scruples even though her gown dropped slightly and showed off a large portion of her fair skin. This image was really stunning.
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The little boy despised her in his heart. "Mommy, you are a rice bucket!"
She only knew how to eat!
Even though he said this, he still obediently went to the kitchen to heat up the chicken noodles which had been prepared earlier and served it to Cheng Anya.
"Baby, I feel so accomplished to have raised you to be so caring." Cheng Anya smiled.
Ning Ning smiled but did not say anything.
