GSY Chapter92

Breastfeeding is probably a mother’s nature.

 

Originally, the child was coaxed to sleep by the nanny, but somehow, the little one could recognize people. When she was away from Cen Yelan, she would open her mouth and cry, her nose was red, and her eyes, which were like black grapes, were filled with water beads, as if she had learned how to control people ever since she was young.

 

Cen Yelan had no choice but to ask the nanny to tell him some important things and let her sleep in the small room next door in case Cen Yelan couldn’t handle it at night.

 

Fortunately, Cen Yu was quite obedient. She nestled in Cen Yelan’s arms, babbling, and soon fell asleep.

 

Cen Yelan looked at the little one’s eyes, her eyes and mind were filled with tears. He lowered his head and kissed the child’s eyebrows. The more he thought about it, the more incredible it was, and he also felt a secret joy.

 

But in the middle of the night, the child started crying again, and no matter how Cen Yelan tried to comfort her, it was useless.

 

Suddenly remembering what the nanny said, his hands trembled. Looking at the child crying with hunger, he ignored his shame and hastily opened his clothes. But after undressing, he was stunned. He didn’t know what to do, feeling both ashamed and anxious.

 

His chest was white, with a few old scars crisscrossing it, and his n*pples were rosy red. His chests were slightly raised, as if they were delayed in development, it was deformed and gorgeous.

 

This was the scene Yuan Zheng saw when he pushed the door open.

 

His northern border’s general was holding his infant child in his arms with his shirt open, clumsily trying to put his n*pple into the child’s mouth.

 

The n*pples are like ripe red fruits, oozing white juice, revealing an obscene yet holy charm.

 

Yuan Zheng stared blankly, his whole body was stunned, and he swallowed his saliva, only then did he realize that his throat was very dry.

 

Their eyes met, and Cen Yelan looked at Yuan Zheng helplessly, his face flushed, his fingers trembling, and he subconsciously tried to cover up. The child in his arms couldn’t drink the milk and started crying again.

 

Yuan Zheng came back to his senses, touched his nose, and looked a little embarrassed, but his eyes turned fierce as he stared at Cen Yelan.

 

He walked to the bedside, pushed aside Cen Yelan’s tightly curled fingers, and grasped his chest flesh with his sweaty palm, pinching the tip of his nipple that was overflowing with milk. He lowered his head and bit Cen Yelan’s earlobe, saying in a hoarse voice, “Chang Ning is crying.”

 

“Keep feeding her, hmm?”

 

Cen Yelan didn’t expect to be caught by Yuan Zheng. His mind buzzed and went blank. His reaction became slow. He felt clumsy and immature, but his body was mature.

 

Yuan Zheng thought, He fed her with his own hands, he gave birth to his little princess, he was dripping with milk, it was lustful and erotic.

 

Yuan Zheng’s nose was filled with the rich smell of milk. He pinched the chest flesh with his fingers and stuffed the nipple into the child’s mouth. The child was very hungry and sucked on the n*pple hard.

 

There was no way to escape, no way to avoid it. Cen Yelan rested his forehead on Yuan Zheng’s shoulder in despair. It was a shame to look at it. After all, his body is not suitable for breastfeeding and carrying a child. Not sure if it was because of the sucking or the pinching that caused pain, but there was a hint of suppressed sobs in Cen Yelan’s breathing.

 

Yuan Zheng broke out in a sweat for no reason. He tilted his head and randomly kissed Cen Yelan’s hair, ears, and neck. He felt restless and a little out of control.

 

Cen Yelan panted softly, “It hurts… let go.”

 

Before he could finish his words, he groaned. Yuan Zheng bit his neck and sucked it, saying in a hoarse voice, “Ah Lan can’t even breastfeed. If I don’t help Ah Lan hold it, all the milk will be wasted.”

 

He murmured like a spoiled child, “I haven’t drunk yet.”

 

Cen Yelan’s heart trembled, his cheeks were burning hot, and he pursed his lips in embarrassment. The child was small and had a small appetite. She fell asleep while sucking breast milk with milk still in her mouth.

 

Yuan Zheng gently moved away her little face and held her tightly, there was a sound and a few drops of milk splashed on his palm.

 

Both of them were breathing heavily, and Yuan Zheng simply put his hand to his lips and licked it clean with the tip of his tongue. His actions were extremely lewd and disgusting.

 

Cen Yelan stared at him in a daze, his eyes reddened, and he was so panicked that he didn’t know where to put his gaze. However, he still remembered his daughter in his arms. He tried to calm himself and put her on the bed safely.

 

As soon as he put the child down, Yuan Zheng had already hugged his waist, pressed his chest against him, and said, “Ah Lan.”

 

It was a hoarse voice that revealed a strong desire, Cen Yelan’s hands and feet were weak, and before he could react, he was already pressed down by Yuan Zheng. He was s*cking on the other n*pple that were still swollen. He had been holding it in for a long time and had also been greedy for it for a long time as well. Once he took it into his mouth, he s*cked hard, and milk flowed into his mouth.

 

Cen Yelan bit his lips to hold back the moan, his mind was in a mess. He had just fed the child, but Yuan Zheng was holding him down and s*cking his n*pples like this. It was really taboo and shameful.

 

Yuan Zheng’s s*cking was completely different from that of a child, it was absurd and erotic like a glutton, but that little bit of milk could not satisfy him at all. Yuan Zheng bit the n*pple and rubbed the chest flesh with his hands, his breath was hot and burning, Cen Yelan’s scalp was slightly numb, and there was a bit of unspeakable pleasure in the pain. He gritted his teeth and trembled, “Yuan Zheng, enough!”

 

Yuan Zheng reluctantly let go. There were distinct teeth marks on his chest. He liked his looks and leaned over to give him a kiss. But moments later, he was kicked by Cen Yelan.

 

Cen Yelan tugged at his clothes in a mess, he was angry but also embarrassed and said angrily, “…Assh*le, you—” He didn’t know what to say, Yuan Zheng immediately said, “Ah Lan, I was wrong.”

 

Yuan Zheng admitted his mistake quickly, feeling a little aggrieved, “I saw you feeding Chang Ning when I got here, how could I bear it?”

 

He confidently said, “I’m just helping you.”

 

Cen Yelan laughed angrily, “Is there such a helping?”

 

Yuan Zheng said, “She cried so pitifully. If I didn’t help, Ah Lan wouldn’t know how long she would suffer either. What if she got her throat damaged from crying?”

 

Cen Yelan was speechless.

 

Yuan Zheng groaned and said, “Ah Lan’s n*pples were mine before Chang Ning was born. I can’t let Ah Lan ignore me once she’s born.”

 

Cen Yelan blushed and lowered his voice and said, “How old are you?! If you want to drink—” He couldn’t say that word, “Go find a nanny for yourself!”

 

Yuan Zheng smiled, moved closer, and said to Cen Yelan obsessively, “I only like to drink Ah Lan’s, I don’t like other things.”

 

Cen Yelan had no choice but to let Yuan Zheng be.

 

Yuan Zheng kissed Cen Yelan’s forehead, wiped the sweat off his body, changed his clothes, and got on the bed. The two were close to each other, Yuan Zheng’s thing was vigorously pressing against Cen Yelan, Cen Yelan’s body was stiff, and he vaguely said, “…You, you get out first—”

 

Yuan Zheng did not let go. He held Cen Yelan’s waist and sniffed. Since he gave birth to a child, the cold and light scent on his body has a soft milky fragrance that makes people addicted.

 

Yuan Zheng said, “Let me hold you for a while, and it will be fine soon. Be good and go to sleep.”

 

The two of them had been together for such a long time, and Cen Yelan thought that it would be strange if Yuan Zheng could stop hugging him so clingily. He pursed his lips but said nothing.

 

Near the middle of the night, Cen Yelan vaguely noticed that the person next to him moved. He subconsciously asked where he was going. Yuan Zheng kissed him and said that he would be back soon.

 

Not long after, the bed sank, and Yuan Zheng came back, holding Cen Yelan in his arms again, with a bit of cool and moist moisture.

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T/N: Did bro just compete with his child for the milk :3