The Curse of Desire

Chapter 167. Gold-digger widow (22) Lick her little pussy (H)

"Don't cry," Feng Xing said, handing her a tissue to wipe her nose. Seeing her body trembling as she kept tearing up, his heart softened and ached. "What if Qiaoqiao chokes later?"

"Let her choke," Bai Qiuyi sniffled, "Forget her. I'll just give birth to Mr Feng children."

Seeing her unceremoniously blow her nose into the tissue, Feng Xing couldn't help but find it a bit amusing. He comforted her, "Alright, I'll have children with you. We can do that later."

Bai Qiuyi, with tears still in her eyes, looked at him and said, "I'm not having children. All men are the same, just wanting to screw me.

Feng Xing: ".."

Her mood swings made Feng Xing almost certain she might be suffering from postpartum depression. Considering her situation, he thought she had been remarkably strong. From pregnancy to postpartum, her husband's behavior had been unworthy of being a husband or a father.

But since he was no longer around, there was no point in discussing it further.

"Yanyang is awake," Feng Xing glanced at the baby stroller. "She's probably hungry. Should I bring her over for you to feed?"

Bai Qiuyi nodded and sniffled, "Wash your hands before you hold her."

After crying, she wasn't at all shy about blowing her nose-she'd probably soaked the tissue through.

"Alright." Feng Xing washed his hands on the balcony and then went to check on Feng Yang.

She was indeed hungry. Bai Qiuyi let Feng Xing hold Qiaoqiao, who was already fed but still awake, while she fed Feng Yang.

Feng Xing sat nearby, watching the smooth, round face of Qiaoqiao, whose bright eyes were just as round. She reminded him of Bai Qiuyi, and his heart immediately softened.

Now he was considering that if he pursued a relationship with Bai Qiuyi, he'd also have to take on the responsibility of caring for this little one. Feng Xing thought this was manageable, but his real concern was Bai Qiuyi as a mother.

Given how Bai Qiuyi still seemed trapped by the shadow of her husband, if he expressed his desire to be with her now, she might not accept it and could even distance herself from him. She might wonder whether their marriage will end up being as complicated and troubling as her past one.

She had just escaped a fire pit, she would definitely be more cautious and sensitive than before. He decided to take things slowly. He would give her time to understand his character, show her he was trustworthy.

After feeding Feng Yang, Bai Qiuyi said with a hint of amusement, "I should head back now. Thanks again for earlier; I couldn't control myself when I thought about that bastard."

"It's alright, it's all in the past," Feng Xing replied. "If you have time, you might want to think about tonight's plans..."

Bai Qiuyi glanced at him and asked, "What if I keep thinking and wanting it?"

Feng Xing opened the drawer of the coffee table, took out a key, and handed it to Bai Qiuyi. "Here's a key for you, little lady. Feel free to keep exploring my place."

Bai Qiuyi couldn't help but laugh. The way he spoke made it seem like she was the emperor and he was one of her male concubines. "Not just tomorrow, but I plan to visit every day."

Seeing her eyes crinkle with laughter, Feng Xing felt a sudden lightness in his heart. She looked so much better when she smiled.

He leaned down and kissed her at the corner of her mouth. "I'll be here waiting for you."

Bai Qiuyi was so charmed by him that she didn't want to leave. But was already late, and Qiaoqiao still needed a bath.

Bai Qiuyi went home wearing Feng Xing's clothes, and Feng Xing didn't forget to bring her some fruit.

After sending her in and closing the door for her, Feng Xing returned to his home. Just now the woman asked him where her clothes were, and Feng Xing said they had been put in the washing machine.

It was indeed true, but he didn't put her underwear in the box. He usually washed such close-fitting things by hand because he was worried that the washing machine would not be clean.

Walking to the laundry pool on the balcony, Feng Xing washed the women's underwear placed on the washboard and hung it up to dry.