Shui Anluo's small heart trembled. Finally, she admitted defeat and lowered her head to eat.
"Babble..." The little darling waved his tiny arms as he stared at his daddy with a smile on his little mouth.
Chu Ningyi looked straight down at his son's grinning little face. His iciness slowly dissipated and his dark expression lifted.
This was his wife and the mother of his child. He had chosen her himself!
Chu Ningyi was caught between strangling her to death or being angered to death himself. In the end, he chose the latter.
Chu Ningyi slowly raised the corners of his lips and bent over slightly, just enough to softly murmur into Shui Anluo's ear, "It's big and that's what makes it enjoyable for you, right?"
Pfft...
Shui Anluo nearly spat her rice out as her large eyes stared in complete horror at the composed man sitting in front of her.
Shui Anluo gulped. She felt the deep urge to spit at him until he died.
