"My breast milk is definitely enough for them," Qiao Duo'er said confidently.
She had just finished feeding not long ago and already felt her breasts were refilling; at this rate, milk production wasn't going to be a problem.
Tan Zhenghong was quite awkward, hesitating for a while before giving a clumsy excuse.
"Although he is young, he is a man."
The little guy was restless while nursing; besides eating, he couldn't help but reach out and touch now and then, which annoyed him greatly.
Qiao Duo'er rolled her eyes, "Childish!"
Both her son and daughter were her treasures; she wouldn't favor one over the other because favoritism could negatively impact the psychological growth of both children. She vowed to treat them equally.
After a mental struggle, Tan Zhenghong gritted his teeth and said, "Then he can only nurse until he's one year old."
"Deal!"
