My Demon Husband Is a Snake-Chapter 991: How Much Mom Wants to Always Be with You

"Previously got poisoned by Vine Poison, my eyes couldn’t stand bright light," I explained with a hint of evasion.

Seeing Yu Rongling transform into a giant Green Python, I hesitated for a moment, then climbed onto his snake body.

As Yu Rongling slithered upstairs, he said, "Do you want my mom to check your pulse again?"

"It’s better not to for now, since our relationship isn’t that good," I said as I touched my eyes through the white cloth.

If it weren’t for fearing Qing Li going mad and causing trouble.

Actually, there was no need to hide this from Yu Rongling, but now I wanted to keep it from Qing Li.

I could only keep it from Yu Rongling as well.

We got up to the loft, and Yu Rongling ended up knocking over an antique shelf.

He rolled over and transformed into a human, "Mom, I’ve brought my sister-in-law for you."

"Take Dumpling to the baby cot; he’s there," Qing Li said quietly, practicing calligraphy at her desk.

Yu Rongling saw her detached and proud demeanor, and puckered his lips in discontent, "Just now you were holding our Little Dumpling, unwilling to let go, and now you’ve started practicing calligraphy."

"Rongling, is it that you don’t want to see me anymore?" Qing Li’s brush paused, black ink spreading across the rice paper.

Yu Rongling quickly covered his mouth, "I was wrong, Mom, am I so unimportant to you? Ready to abandon at any moment."

"Yes!" Qing Li said mercilessly.

To one side sat a young girl in a black cheongsam on a rosewood box.

The girl shook her big white legs, poking around on her phone screen.

Every so often, the sound effects of a headshot kill from a combat game emerged from the phone.

Seeing me come in, she put down her phone.

She spread her arms wide and pounced towards me, "Young Madam~"

"Mm, Shenshen is good." I patted Shenshen’s head.

Shenshen snugged up to me for a couple of strokes.

Soon she obediently took Dumpling out from the baby cot, "Here."

I took Dumpling into my arms, my gaze irresistibly soft, "Hungry?"

"Mama~" After a night with Qing Li, Dumpling had surprisingly learned to call out Mama.

Was it Qing Li who taught him?

Or did he finally learn on his own?

Qing Li’s face showed surprise upon hearing the baby’s voice.

At this, she met my gaze through the white cloth and then shifted her eyes away, "Shenshen, come practice calligraphy with me! Su Wan, hurry up and feed him!"

I responded vaguely, carrying Dumpling to the small antechamber in the loft.

After feeding Dumpling, the little guy fell asleep very obediently.

Holding his warm, soft body in my arms, I just couldn’t bring myself to leave the antechamber.

I lightly kissed his little face, "Mama really wants to stay with you always, Dumpling."

"Ah ah ah~" Dumpling seemed disturbed by my noise, opened his eyes, and babbled a few sounds.

I couldn’t understand him like Qing Li could, so I nudged my forehead against his, "What are you trying to say? Asking where Daddy went? Or asking...if I will leave you."

"Mm mm mm~" Dumpling tapped my face with his little hands, nodding vigorously.

I sighed lightly, pressing his small body completely against mine, "I don’t know where your Daddy went either, I need to find him no matter where he is, but...what will you do then?"

"Yai yajaja~" Little Dumpling babbled on for what seemed like a five hundred word essay, but unfortunately, I had no idea what he was trying to express.

After finishing his long speech, the baby finally got tired and fell into a deep sleep against me.

My fingers curved a few rings around his long hair, sighing uncontrollably, "If only I...could understand baby talk like Qing Li, and knew what you’re saying."

"Su Wan, what are you dilly-dallying with inside? Feeding a baby for forty minutes, could it be that you can’t do it?"