Inlaid With Jade - Chapter 112 R19

Chapter 113
Extra 2 (1)
Breastfeeding

After his daughter was born, Li Heming wanted to write this news on his face with a pen.

Lin Yu was in great pain when she gave birth. She called Li Heming several times in the room. He was slow to go in and was slapped hard by Lin Yu. After that, he had two shallow red fingerprints on his face for several days. It was evident that a woman had slapped him. Some officials did not know about his recent family’s happiness. When they saw his face, they would tease and curiously ask where the wound on his face came from.

And Li Heming: “Yes, I have a healthy daughter. My wife and daughter are safe.”

Those officials: “……?”

Lin Jing encountered this unimaginable scene twice. Each time, he showed disgust on his face. He felt Li Heming’s brain began to unwork after he had a child. It was as if he replaced Lin Yu to become stupid for three years after pregnancy.

When his daughter was two months old, Li Heming gradually calmed down from the joy of being a father for the first time. He gave three out of five points of his attention to Lin Yu, which he had previously given to his daughter.

During her pregnancy, Lin Yu was worried that the b*by would be too big and that she would have difficulty delivering, so she ate well and didn’t gain much weight. But after two months of confinement, she recovered and looked plumper.

Most women didn’t like the extra fat on their bodies after childbirth, but Lin Yu was an exception. She had been weak since she was a child and dreamed of getting fatter. Now, she thought she was just right.

Although Li Heming didn’t say he liked it, he loved to hold her here and there at night, kneading her hips, arms, waist, legs, and everywhere else. He treated her like a comfortable pillow.

However, Lin Yu didn’t expect overeating after childbirth would cause problems. She had too much milk, and her chest often hurt, so she fed the b*by very frequently.

The daughter’s full name had yet to be chosen. She planned to think of it when she grew up. Her nickname was “Gugu” because when she was hungry, she always said “Gugu” softly. The sound was soft and very interesting to listen to.

That night, Lin Yu was feeding Gugu in bed. Li Heming sat by the bed and watched. He looked at his little daughter and then at Lin Yu, who was feeding his daughter after taking off her clothes. She frowned slightly and felt uncomfortable, not knowing whether it was because her daughter was uncomfortable or because of br*ast swelling.

Gugu was small and ate little. She was full after a while of sucking a br*ast. She opened her mouth and spat out the bright red n*pple as if she was full and burped.

Gugu’s eyes were like those of Li Heming; they were as black as ink but much clearer than Li Heming’s. She rolled her eyes, looked at Li Heming, opened her mouth, and called “Ya Ya” twice, but she didn’t know what she wanted to say.

“Give her to me.” Li Heming took his daughter, wiped the milk off her lips with a towel, and brought her to the nanny.

When he came back, Lin Yu was wiping her chest.

Seeing this, Li Heming paused, turned around, closed the door, sat down in front of her, looked at Lin Yu’s heavy br*asts, lowered his head, and sucked them without saying a word.

Without thinking, Lin Yu stretched out her finger and pressed against his head, wondering, “What are you doing?”

Li Heming glanced at her, then lowered his eyes to look at the milk oozing out from her bright red n*pple. He reached out and used four fingers to hold up her uneaten right n*pple, and his thumb slowly stroked the sensitive ar*ola for half a circle. His face was thicker than a city wall, and the first thing he said was: “Let me try it.”

Lin Yu: “……?”

She looked at her chest, then at Li Heming, pushed his hand away, and shook her head in disapproval: “This is not for you to taste.”

However, Li Heming was not willing to give up just like that. He supported himself on Lin Yu’s side with both hands, pressed towards her, kissed her lips flatteringly, and stared at her with his dark eyes. He whispered: “Didn’t you say it swell? I’ll suck it out for you so that it won’t swell anymore.”

He said this calmly, which made Lin Yu blush, but she thought about the scene and felt strange, so she still refused: “Just squeeze it out like before. No need to suck.”

After hearing this, Li Heming pinched the slightly swollen nipple with his thumb and index finger and squeezed it. Lin Yu panted softly, and milky white milk rushed out of the nipple hole, soaking his hand. He opened his hand, looked down at the milk in his palm, and licked a drop into his mouth.

Lin Yu bit her lip, blushed, and complained: “Why do you eat everything?”

It sounded like he was teaching her silly son, who was picking up things on the ground.

Li Heming didn’t say anything and carefully tasted the drop of milk in his mouth. After tasting the unique sweet taste, he was like a wolf that had eaten blood and couldn’t suppress his greed. He put his arms around Lin Yu’s waist, staring at her br*asts with burning eyes, and insisted on lowering his head to lick them. Lin Yu tried to push him away but couldn’t, so Li Heming held her nipple in his mouth.

She pursed her lips and moaned, and there was nothing she could do, so she let him do whatever he wanted.

Li Heming was afraid of hurting her, so he ate gently. His w*t, hot lips and tongue held her nipple and licked it, and the sweet milk flowed out. The tip of his nose pressed into the br*ast flesh, rubbing Lin Yu’s body and back.

Lin Yu felt like she was feeding her son. She murmured, “Since you like my milk so much, why don’t you call me mother…”

As soon as she said this nonsense, Li Heming slapped her on the b*ttocks.

“Ah–” Lin Yu felt pain and reached out to grab the hand that hit her, shrinking her b*ttocks to avoid him.

She looked at the head on her chest and said in her heart: Bad Second Brother.