Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife Chapter 1512 - 1513: These Two Unruly Parents

The child's photos were developed, with two picked out for framing. They each went into their own album—one for Father Qi to carry home, the other for Cheng Yaozu to deliver to the old man. Cheng Su tucked the rest away in a separate album.

After Father Qi and the rest departed, Cheng Su truly settled into her postpartum confinement. Yet the intense heat had her stirring awake at night, pleading with Qi Taiguo to twist out a towel and wipe her off.

"If Mother-in-law discovers this, she’ll surely give me an earful!" Qi Taiguo remarked while wiping her back.

Cheng Su let out a satisfied hum, "It’s simply too sweltering, and I have to feed the baby. Haven’t you caught that sour milk scent on me? My hair reeks so mustily, I can’t even tolerate it myself!"

Qi Taiguo took a sniff and admitted, "Yeah, there’s a little odor."

"Qi Taiguo, how dare you look down on me!" Cheng Su complained.

Qi Taiguo chuckled and assured her, "Despise you? Never! I was only joking; there’s no smell whatsoever, so relax!"

Cheng Su huffed, fully aware he was just soothing her. Amid this stifling weather, skipping baths and hair washes meant some odor was inevitable, particularly with all the perspiration!

"I’ve been marking off the days for you. A few more days, and you can finally bathe and shampoo. Hold on just a tad longer!" Qi Taiguo encouraged as he stowed the towel.

Cheng Su nodded in annoyance and reclined once more, though her breasts felt swollen. Her son slept soundly without fussing for milk, giving her no excuse to rouse him.

"I’m aching from fullness; could you grab a bottle? I need to pump some milk—it’s too uncomfortable," Cheng Su requested.

At her words, Qi Taiguo retrieved a bottle and, mindful of her love for hygiene, fetched a steaming towel freshly wrung out.

Mother Cheng’s presence meant endless chickens shipped from the village, too many to eat even one daily, plus all the tonics. Now with reduced lochia, supplements could begin in moderation. Using abundant ingredients, Mother Cheng whipped up diverse meals each day for her girl. Lately, Cheng Su’s face glowed far brighter than at first, her milk supply abundant.

As Cheng Su pumped milk for their boy, Qi Taiguo swallowed hard and averted his eyes.

Spotting it, Cheng Su teased, "What’s that? Craving a sip?"

Qi Taiguo shot back, "Should I lend a hand by sucking it out directly?"

The hint...

Cheng Su flushed red and chided, "Such a rascal you are!"

Since the pregnancy began, Qi Taiguo had avoided intimacy with Cheng Su to protect the child, even in safe periods. He’d held back completely till now.

Consequently, enduring like a monk without indulgence, he handled urges solo or sweet-talked Cheng Su into using her hand.

With Cheng Su provoking him now, how could Qi Taiguo hold back? He bantered flirtatiously in return.

"We’re husband and wife with a son already. What harm in a little fun?" Qi Taiguo quipped roguishly. As he bantered, he inched closer with tempting intent.

Cheng Su shoved him lightly, warning, "Cut it out. If you get riled up, I can’t assist, and you’ll only torment yourself!"

Still in postpartum recovery, such activities were off-limits for sure.

Qi Taiguo kept up the jest, "What about the other method?"

His idea irked Cheng Su; she opened her mouth to snap back when something felt wrong. Turning, she found Qi Xiaoqi gawking at them wide-eyed. His stare screamed, "These shameless parents ignoring the kid right here—too awkward to behold."

Upon catching her glance, Qi Xiaoqi squeezed his eyes shut, leaving Cheng Su utterly mortified. What an early-bloomer this kid was!