As soon as he pushed the door open, the cub heard the movement and stopped crying.

Luo Yang really lost his temper, he only felt that his mouth was dry, and he was depressed and had nowhere to say in his heart.

Passing by the desk, he grabbed the teacup on the table, raised his head handsomely, and drank it all.

The taste is a little strange, ah~~~~~~ it's leftover soy milk from yesterday morning.

Because my eyes kept looking at the cub, I didn't pay attention to what was in the cup at all, and now my throat is sour and astringent, and I can't spit it out, what a sentence - disgusting!

I don't know if there will be any problems with this expired soy milk in the summer of July.

Forget it, Luo Yang comforted himself, maybe this is the legendary bean juice or the bowl that used to be sold on the streets of Istanbul?

Soybeans fermented into yogurt, they won't die, they won't die!

Walking to the bed, Luo Yang was surprised to find that Van Gogh was lying on the half-changed sheets, crying non-stop cub noisy and noisy, less than ten centimeters to the left of Van Gogh, Van Gogh simply followed the cry of the cub and stepped on his little feet.

Luo Yang thought for a while, oh my God, although this Van Gogh is a cat, it can also be said to be a tiger, he doesn't want to hurt the cub ~~~~~?

"I'll go out and make a call, and you dare to come out, you're a cat, but just now you were as timid as a mouse, and you couldn't hide in it. ”

Luo Yang reached out and grabbed the top of Van Gogh's neck and lifted it up. Van Gogh, who was soft and weak, was never a good-natured little master.

This time, Van Gogh refused to give up, and his little paws desperately hooked the sheets, but he didn't cooperate, just don't go down.

"You're not a puppy, what are you holding a blanket and refusing to let go?"

"Meow, meow~~~~~~"

"Ah~~~~~h~~~~~h~~~~~~h

"Don't cry, don't cry. ”

On one side is the cry of the cub, and on the other side is Van Gogh who refuses to cooperate. Luo Yang had no choice but to patiently and gently separate Van Gogh's little fingernails from the sheets. During this time, Van Gogh kicked on all fours in the air, eager to try, indomitable, and tenacious, trying to unleash a wave of claws on Luo Yang's fingers.

Luo Yang sighed: "The accumulation is too slow, it's too late." With that, he crouched down and gently placed Van Gogh on the floor.

The cub cried even harder, and his throat was about to burst with tears. Luo Yang suddenly felt heartache, maybe it is human nature, children are born with a ability to make people sympathetic.

Anyway, Luo Yang spread his hands out, as if the goalkeeper was about to save a penalty. His feet moved in place, and finally a trembling finger put it on the cub.

The cub's cry turned into an intermittent cry, and the voice was far less loud than before.

Luo Yang thought that maybe he would be more comfortable by picking up the cub like he was hugging Van Gogh, so he put his hands under the cub's raised arm and raised it in his direction.

"Oops. ”

Why can't I hold it up, my head is back, and my center of gravity is completely wrong. In a panic, he almost fell on the bed.

Really. But this scene was seen by Van Gogh on the side, and he meowed at the right time. His legs moved half an inch forward.

"Don't move. Luo Yang ordered.

There was no air conditioner in the room, and after such a toss, Luo Yang's forehead broke out like a mung bean.

I'm only 23 years old, and I'm too weak to hold a cub?

Are you kidding?

With a horizontal heart, he took out his two hands from under the cub's armpit and simply wrapped his arms around the cub's shoulders.

"No problem now. Luo Yang cheered himself up in his heart.

One!

Two!

Three!

This time, the cub slid down in the direction of the little feet like a slippery big fish.

These two attempts to pick up the cub ended in failure, Luo Yang was really a little frustrated in his heart, and people who had achieved nothing couldn't even pick up a child.

"Isn't it?" Luo Yang asked the cub.

Van Gogh didn't know when he quietly took a few steps forward.

"Meow. ”

"Go away. ”

"Meow, meow. ”

"Ahhh ”

Luo Yang was depressed, but the little cub didn't cry anymore, two round little eyes looked at Luo Yang, and from time to time he grinned, and when he laughed, his hands and feet kicked uncoordinatedly.

Luo Yang looked at the little cub's smile and laughed himself.

That's enough.

He stood up, returned to his desk, turned on the computer, quickly entered the boot password, opened the browser, entered the URL of gugu, okay, video, text, pictures, any tutorial is fine, if you want to learn to hold a child, can you still stump an undergraduate?

Impossible, Luo Yang, you have to be calm, isn't it just holding the child! Is it more difficult than the graduate school entrance examination?

The first page that popped up was not accompanied by a picture, and Luo Yang had a headache when it was densely packed with text.

Isn't it supposed to be a lot easier to picture again?

Looking for it again, I opened five web pages in a row and looked down one by one.

Yes, I'm so strong!

[Note!Your posture of holding your baby may be wrong!Teach you the correct posture by hand]

What an eye-catching title.

The idea of this kind of article is generally to tell you what is wrong and what is wrong, and then tell you how and how to be right.

For Luo Yang, he is somewhat familiar with these copywriting routines, since he cooperated with Lin Guo in the video, the copywriting has been created by him, what routines are there, and how to attract attention has become his daily work in the past six months.

[Hugging is a safe behavior for babies. When feeding, changing diapers, and sleeping...... From the birth of the baby to five or six months, to six or seven months, or even bigger, novice parents should hold the baby in order to make them comfortable, and parents do not feel so tired?

[Baby care expert: holding the baby too early affects spinal development]

The first paragraph doesn't work, but wait, what is the birth, five or six months, six or seven months, what does that mean, how old is this little cub now?

God knows!

Speaking of which, Luo Yang didn't even know how old Van Gogh was. There has always been a group of wild cats living in the yard of the old house, and when the old man was there, he would always put some food, and these wild cats would take the flowers next to the yard as their home, and would go there every day to eat or bask in the sun, and then a few little orange cats were born, and the little orange cats grew up to be the same big cats as the original cats.

I don't know how long it has passed, in a blink of an eye, Luo Yang has graduated from college, one day he saw Van Gogh looking at the empty food bowl in a daze, and meowed at him, at that time he had just finished the graduate school entrance examination, very lonely, so he took it home on a whim.

How can you be sure how big this kind of life is that it is not created by itself?

Forget it, look down, Luo Yang thought to himself, it's a big deal to try each one.