An Accident (3)

Qiao Mu looked at Li Yan. He was carrying his son in one hand and carrying his son's daily necessities in the other. His appearance as a househusband did not quite match his tall and burly image.

"Why are you here?" she asked.

"Our son is hungry. If you don't come home, I can only bring him to you."

As Li Yan spoke, he carried his son into the house. Little Li Zhuo seemed to know that he had seen his mother. The moment he entered the house, he started crying.

Qiao Mu hurriedly took her son from Li Yan's arms. Her heart ached when she saw the little fellow's eyes turn red. She quickly unbuttoned her clothes and prepared to feed Little Li Zhuo.

The little fellow in his arms seemed to be starving. She stopped crying and happily began to drink milk.