The Marquis Is Innocent

Wei Shao came back very late. He went straight to the bed without saying anything after coming from the bathroom.

Xiao Qiao then turned off the light and climbed into bed with him. He seemed to fall asleep quickly.

Xiao Qiao gradually felt her breasts swollen. She slowly turned over.

Fei Fei’s daily schedule was regular. At night, she would go to bed after breastfeeding and then wake up once to change her diaper and breastfeed again. Then she could sleep peacefully until morning. She listened to the movement in the side room.

A few moments later, there was a faint cry from Fei Fei. Wei Shao suddenly sat up, which startled Xiao Qiao.

“What’s wrong with her?” In the dimness, Xiao Qiao heard him ask.

“She’s awake. ……”

Wei Shao immediately rolled out of bed, lit the lamp, and hurried out.

Xiao Qiao put on a coat and followed.

The nurse changed Fei Fei’s diaper and tried to breastfeed her to put her to sleep.

Since Fei Fei was born, Xiao Qiao brought her up by herself. She liked the sweet, nectar-like scent of her mother’s milk. The two nurses are naturally clean and healthy young women, but Fei Fei has not been used to them. Last month, when she was separated from her mother, she couldn’t eat well and slept restlessly. Later she could not wait any longer and helplessly accepted.

These days, once Xiao Qiao returns home, Fei Fei is immediately attached to the sweet smell that she likes. When she woke up, she couldn’t smell it again and became restless, spitting out the nipple she had stuffed in her mouth and crying.

The nurse coaxed her when she heard a push on the door and turned around to see the master barging in, so she hid her sash.

Wei Shao’s eyes fell on the crying Fei Fei. He came over with a quick step and reached out to hug her, but as if he was a bit scared, he subconsciously turned his head and looked at Xiao Qiao behind him.

Xiao Qiao went over and took her daughter, lowered her cheek to her forehead, and said softly, “Fei Fei is good, don’t cry. Mother is here.”

Fei Fei slowly stopped crying and gently sobbed. Tears covered her cheeks, and her two little hands, clutching her lapels, refused to let go.

The nurse nervously whispered, “It is my fault for disturbing the lady …….”

“It’s okay,” Xiao Qiao said, “I’ll take her to bed myself.” She called the maid to fetch a thin coverlet to cover Fei Fei and carried her outside.

Wei Shao, who was watching in a daze, suddenly returned to his senses, turned his head, and saw that Xiao Qiao had already gone out, so he turned around and followed her.

Xiao Qiao returned to the room, saw Wei Shao come in, closed the door, and stood by the side, so smiled and said: “You want to hug her?”

She carried Fei Fei to him.

Fei Fei just woke up, crying, lying in her mother’s fragrant arms. Now she was in good spirits. While nibbling on her hands, she opened her grape-like eyes, curiously looking at the person who suddenly appeared from nowhere before her.

Huh? This person looks as if he is a little different from the ones who usually come and go—

Wei Shao stared at his daughter, slowly reached out to pick her up, and cradled her in his arms. His shoulders stiffened slightly.

“Use your arm to support her neck here. She’ll be more comfortable, and your other hand around here, so that–”

Xiao Qiao leaned over and whispered instructions for him to hold Fei Fei.

Wei Shao hugged the soft, pink little person in his arms, looking down into her eyes that seemed to be sizing him up cautiously, lest he might hurt her if he wasn’t careful.

The two were close together, separated only by Fei Fei. Suddenly his nostrils smelled a sweet smell that he could not say what it was, familiar, such as the milk scent emanating from Fei Fei’s body, but not exactly—

There seemed to be nothing, but with one whiff, the scent dived straight into his lungs, so he stalled breathing. Subconsciously, he raised his eyes and glanced at her.

She did not look at him. Her eyes fell on Fei Fei in his arms. Her cheeks were bright as a crescent moon, eyes gentle as water, a jade neck exposed outside the collar, and then—

Wei Shao noticed that after she gave birth, her body was full, and her chest bulged. As if with a pinch, the water could come out–

Fei Fei stared at the face of this strange man who was holding herself motionless and lost interest. Instead, she moved her face towards his chest. It’s hard, not her favorite fragrant soft feeling. She flattened her mouth and cried out with a “whoa” sound.

Wei Shao was startled and hastily patted her to soothe her.

Fei Fei cried even louder.

Wei Shao’s hands and feet got busy. He was already feeling hot, and now his forehead was sweating.

“Give her to me.” Xiao Qiao took back Fei Fei, hugging her and patting her a few times. The little face rubbed aggressively against her mother, eager to burrow into her arms.

“She’s hungry. I’ll feed her.”

Xiao Qiao turned sideways, slightly avoiding his direct line of sight, and undressed to nurse Fei Fei.

Fei Fei closed her eyes and opened her mouth to suck hard.

Wei Shao even heard the sound of the little person in her arms gurgling and swallowing, the knot in his throat followed, and he subconsciously swallowed his saliva.

He stood fixedly on the sidelines, his mouth dry, his blood gradually boiling.

Fei Fei quickly fell asleep in her mother’s arms.

Xiao Qiao carried her to the crib next to the big bed, bent down, and gently laid her down, covering her with the blanket. She had just straightened up when Wei Shao turned around and lifted his feet to go outside. He turned hastily and kicked a nearby incense pot.