Gu Bailu couldn’t get used to her son, who was grown up as soon as he was born.
“Mother, pickled vegetables aren’t nutritious. You have to eat green vegetables,” the young heir said seriously.
“…You know a lot.”
“There’s nothing I don’t know.”
Gu Bailu looked at Feng Qingtian. “What if I don’t want this baby? Can I put it back?”
This annoying, little adult couldn’t satisfy her longing as a mother at all!
How could she develop maternal love for a child like this?
“Mother, you can’t. You can’t put me back in your stomach anymore.” The young master looked at Gu Bailu with his bright eyes. “I’m the son of heaven and earth. You can’t move me.”
Even if Gu Bailu wanted to strangle him, she couldn’t.
Feng Qingtian glared at the little prince. “Shut up.”
The little prince looked at his beautiful father seriously. “Father, that’s my setting. You can’t change it even if you put me back. I’m a chatterbox.”
Gu Bailu burst into laughter. “My god, how did I give birth to such a comedian?”
Feng Qingtian’s face darkened. He really wanted to stuff the guy back in.
“Mother smiled. It’s beautiful. But don’t eat sour dough balls again. The taste is too heavy.”
Gu Bailu couldn’t help but laugh. “Shut up. Can’t you stop talking?”
“I’ve been holding it in for nine months.”
He had been cooped up in her stomach for nine months. He was conscious, but he couldn’t open his mouth.
That was why he had to say it the moment he was born.
Besides, the sour dough balls really were awful. He hadn’t wanted to eat them at all. He didn’t want his mother to blame it on him.
“I must make it clear: I don’t like pickled vegetables or dough balls.”
Feng Qingtian covered the baby’s face with his palm. “Sleep with me. If you make any noise, I’ll throw you into the woodshed.”
Gu Bailu hurriedly pulled his hand back. “My lord, what are you doing? The baby is still young. He’ll suffocate.”
“He won’t die. Look at how unbridled he is.” Feng Qingtian regretted having a child.
He could probably use this mouth to take down Heavenly Palace Cliff.
The young heir started crying. “Mother, does Father really want to stuff me back inside?”
Gu Bailu hurriedly hugged him and comforted him. “No, no. It took me so long to give birth to you. Wouldn’t I have suffered for nothing if I stuffed you back in?”
The young heir stopped crying. “Mother, I’m hungry. Give me something to eat.”
Gu Bailu was about to undo her clothes to feed him.
The young heir, however, looked disgusted. “Mother, human milk can’t satisfy me.”
Gu Bailu also had the urge to slap him. “What do you want to eat, then?”
“Shut up. You can only drink human milk now.” Feng Qingtian knew that what a son of heaven and earth drank wasn’t human milk, but the Holy Spring Lava at Heavenly Palace Cliff. However, how could he get that now?
“Then make me some dragon bone soup.”
He was talking about the bones of a real dragon.
“Drink human milk first. I’ll get it later.” Feng Qingtian despised his talkative and picky son.
“I won’t drink human milk. Let me starve.”
But the little prince insisted on not drinking it.
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Gu Bailu couldn’t get used to her son, who was grown up as soon as he was born.
“Mother, pickled vegetables aren’t nutritious. You have to eat green vegetables,” the young heir said seriously.
“…You know a lot.”
“There’s nothing I don’t know.”
Gu Bailu looked at Feng Qingtian. “What if I don’t want this baby? Can I put it back?”
This annoying, little adult couldn’t satisfy her longing as a mother at all!
How could she develop maternal love for a child like this?
“Mother, you can’t. You can’t put me back in your stomach anymore.” The young master looked at Gu Bailu with his bright eyes. “I’m the son of heaven and earth. You can’t move me.”
Even if Gu Bailu wanted to strangle him, she couldn’t.
Feng Qingtian glared at the little prince. “Shut up.”
The little prince looked at his beautiful father seriously. “Father, that’s my setting. You can’t change it even if you put me back. I’m a chatterbox.”
Gu Bailu burst into laughter. “My god, how did I give birth to such a comedian?”
Feng Qingtian’s face darkened. He really wanted to stuff the guy back in.
“Mother smiled. It’s beautiful. But don’t eat sour dough balls again. The taste is too heavy.”
Gu Bailu couldn’t help but laugh. “Shut up. Can’t you stop talking?”
“I’ve been holding it in for nine months.”
He had been cooped up in her stomach for nine months. He was conscious, but he couldn’t open his mouth.
That was why he had to say it the moment he was born.
Besides, the sour dough balls really were awful. He hadn’t wanted to eat them at all. He didn’t want his mother to blame it on him.
“I must make it clear: I don’t like pickled vegetables or dough balls.”
Feng Qingtian covered the baby’s face with his palm. “Sleep with me. If you make any noise, I’ll throw you into the woodshed.”
Gu Bailu hurriedly pulled his hand back. “My lord, what are you doing? The baby is still young. He’ll suffocate.”
“He won’t die. Look at how unbridled he is.” Feng Qingtian regretted having a child.
He could probably use this mouth to take down Heavenly Palace Cliff.
The young heir started crying. “Mother, does Father really want to stuff me back inside?”
Gu Bailu hurriedly hugged him and comforted him. “No, no. It took me so long to give birth to you. Wouldn’t I have suffered for nothing if I stuffed you back in?”
The young heir stopped crying. “Mother, I’m hungry. Give me something to eat.”
Gu Bailu was about to undo her clothes to feed him.
The young heir, however, looked disgusted. “Mother, human milk can’t satisfy me.”
Gu Bailu also had the urge to slap him. “What do you want to eat, then?”
“Shut up. You can only drink human milk now.” Feng Qingtian knew that what a son of heaven and earth drank wasn’t human milk, but the Holy Spring Lava at Heavenly Palace Cliff. However, how could he get that now?
“Then make me some dragon bone soup.”
He was talking about the bones of a real dragon.
“Drink human milk first. I’ll get it later.” Feng Qingtian despised his talkative and picky son.
“I won’t drink human milk. Let me starve.”
But the little prince insisted on not drinking it.
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