Chen Nan looked surprised, "When did this happen?"
Wang Shuyao smiled, "Your brother just had his 100-day celebration." She then ushered Chen Nan into the main bedroom on the first floor.
The spacious bedroom was filled with a milky fragrance.
Chen Nan was very familiar with this scent, for he had once fed on Lu Anran's breast milk more than once and was quite fascinated by it.
At the same time,
Chen Nan also understood why Wang Shuyao had become so voluptuous, as pregnancy and childbirth typically augmented a woman's development, which was all within reason.
"Waa waa waa!"
On the baby crib, a chubby, rosy little fellow wearing a white bellyband was crying his heart out. He had a head full of thick black hair and a pair of bright, clear eyes, looking incredibly adorable.
Even though the little one was wailing loudly, it was just noise without tears—no real tears in his eyes.
