Chapter 737 Morning Sickness

Although Su Luoli knew that Wen Qingmu did all that for her, she felt that he was too apathetic. “It’s his wife who’s breastfeeding, so he should tell the kitchen to prepare her meals. What does it have to do with me? I only know that my wife doesn’t have an appetite!” Wen Qingmu was annoyed, but when he looked at Su Luoli’s pale face, his heart ached for her. “Will you feel better if you drink milk?”