Under Chen Feng's reassurance, Liu Feifei gradually calmed down.
Then, she looked up at Chen Feng, wiped her tears, and asked, "Chen Feng, are you hurt?"
"Me? Of course I'm fine. Your husband is still going strong. Do you want to give it a try?"
Chen Feng smirked mischievously as he spoke.
"Oh, what nonsense are you talking about? There are kids around!"
Liu Feifei blushed and glanced at Chen Feng, playfully chastising him.
And the "kid" she was referring to was naturally Little Pillow.
After all, from the outside, Little Pillow looked just like a three-year-old boy.
"Alright, let's try it when we get home tonight!"
Chen Feng said with a mischievous smile.
"Get out of here!"
Liu Feifei rolled her eyes at Chen Feng, then pointed at Little Pillow and asked, "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, who is this cute little friend?"
"Uh, well... How should I explain this to you..."
For a moment, Chen Feng didn't know how to explain.
He couldn't possibly tell the truth, right?
