My Demon Husband Is a Snake-Chapter 980: Blackhearted Little Sweetheart?

"Yu Longting, your mother-in-law asked you to bring the prescription, could you give it to me~" I reached out both hands to Yu Longting.

Yu Longting looked into my eyes and took the neatly folded prescription from his sleeve, "Not even married yet, and already so affectionate?"

Calling her mother-in-law is affectionate? Then what should I say when you keep calling me "wife"?

I took the prescription from Yu Longting and handed it to Qing Li.

Qing Li pinched a corner with long fingers and glanced at it casually, "What is this writing?"

"Do you have any changes you want to make?" I glanced at the pen holder on the desk, found a pen that could write, and was about to hand it to Qing Li.

Qing Li's picky expression changed a bit, slightly raising her chin, "Do you want me to write it?"

"Uh, you say, I'll write? But I'm holding Dumpling." I said, troubled.

Qing Li looked more disgusted, "Holding a child, and you can't write? What's the use of my son marrying you?"

"Qing Li, you ought to..." stop!

Yu Longting's eyes flashed coldly, a warning.

I turned to look at him, trying to act cute to get Yu Longting to help me.

Yu Longting met my gaze, shrugged, and teased, "You asked for trouble yourself, if you cry from being bullied, don't blame me for being ruthless and tearing your face apart."

"Isn't it more like, 'if your wife cries from being bullied, she deserves it'? How did it become ruthless?" Qing Li's eyes reddened with anger, glaring at her eldest son.

Yu Longting brushed non-existent dust off himself and said nonchalantly, "You could have your husband come and side with you."

"..." Qing Li was so choked up her face turned green, if she weren't young she'd have been angered to high blood pressure, she took a breath to calm herself, "Su Wan, remove the willow branches, laurel, and lycium chinense, add codonopsis, astragalus, peony..."

I needed to hold Dumpling with one hand and bend down to write with the other.

My handwriting was already ugly, and now it was even more crooked, "Mother-in-law, say it slower, I can't keep up writing."

"Have Yu Longting hold your son for a while." Qing Li finally couldn't stand it anymore.

I looked at Yu Longting, sighed, "Well, it has to be this way."

Dumpling, Dumpling, you must behave yourself.

Be a well-behaved little steam bun, my future relationship with mother-in-law depends on you.

Even though he's not in my belly connected by the umbilical cord, he seems to hear my thoughts.

Turning away from Yu Longting, he reached his small hands out to Qing Li, "Hold!"

The childish voice was so cute it could make someone faint.

"Um, Dumpling seems to want you to hold him, hehe." I chuckled awkwardly at Qing Li.

Truly a little sweetheart, a genuinely heartfelt one!

So warm.

Yu Longting's face had already darkened, "Just this short while and he's tired of me, doesn't want me to hold him? Didn't they say a son is supposed to be his father's little sweetheart?"

"Hold!" Dumpling still ignored his hurt father, eagerly looking at Qing Li.

His father remarked, "Wanwan, did you give birth to a little black-hearted sweetheart for me?"

One second, two seconds, three seconds... passed.

My heart was pounding wildly, afraid Qing Li would really refuse him heartlessly~

Qing Li lowered her gaze, her face showing no emotion.

Their beautiful, glass-like eyes just gazed at Dumpling.

Just when I was feeling discouraged inside.

Qing Li finally extended hands as delicate as mutton fat jade, gently gathering Dumpling into her arms like holding a weightless cloud, "Are you called Dumpling? Is that your official name or just a nickname?"