C171 You're Asking Me the Wrong Thing

Before he knew it, spring had already passed and it was almost summer. Lady Feng's son, Yun Sheng, no longer had the ugly wrinkled and red face from his birth. His facial features had become white and his skin was tender like a pink ball.

Xiao Ye didn't know what to do with the other skills he had under his command. This month-based meal was really good. Lady Feng was full of milk