The next morning, Gu Zi woke to feed the baby.
She felt a soothing sense of relief wash over her entire body. When she glanced at Su Shen, her eyes softened considerably, warmed by gratitude and affection. Had he not helped her with the milk extraction the night before, she would surely have endured a painful, sleepless night.
The taste of breast milk could be strangely metallic and off-putting, something many adults struggled to stomach. Yet Su Shen hadn't spat out a single drop—truly a testament to his reliability. That husband of hers was surprisingly dependable.
As she fed Teddy, Gu Zi suddenly remembered that the supply of formula was running low. She looked up at Su Shen and said, "I'm still in confinement, and it's inconvenient for me to go out. Why don't you take the kids to the mall today? While you're there, pick up some formula. The baby drinks milk, but it's never quite enough."
