"You just hold it gently, don't worry too much." Lian Zi explained to Murong Yue the correct posture of hugging and rolling, and then stuffed a baby bottle into his hand, "You see how I do it, just do it." ”

Murong Yue pressed Lian Zi's words and followed her posture, although she was still very rusty, but fortunately, there was no big problem.

Lian Zi has been feeding for a few days, and he is basically familiar with the habits of these two little ones, they are still young now, they basically eat, sleep, sleep and eat, and Lian Zi will not have a problem if he uses spiritual power to warm up from time to time.

Lian Zi quickly finished feeding a small bottle of milk, and Murong Yue was slower because of his unfamiliar technique.

Lian Zi put the little lantern festival back in the cradle, and then watched Murong Yue feed the little rice balls.

Breastfeeding is also a technical job, Murong Yue fed for the first time, although Lian Zi told him the method, there were still some small problems, for example, the milk he fed was pasted on Xiao Tangyuan's neck.

Murong Yue was watched by Lian Zi, and his heart was even more uncomfortable. He is a man, and he has been reduced to a dad.

If he didn't want to, no one could force him, but when Lian Zi gave him the bottle, he subconsciously caught it. In this way, he can only bite the bullet.

Although Murong Yue didn't show anything unusual on his face, his spirit was actually highly concentrated, and he didn't dare to relax at all, for fear of accidents.

After finally feeding the milk, Murong Yue could finally breathe a sigh of relief, he felt that feeding the second milk was more tiring than training for an hour.

"Give it to me." Lian Zi took a towel, carefully wiped the milk on Xiao Tangyuan's body, and then put it in the cradle.

Murong Yue moved his slightly stiff arm imperceptibly, and the whole person relaxed.

Then, he offered his farewell.

Lian Zi didn't keep it, and Murong Yue had indeed stayed long enough, so he definitely had something to do.

Murong Yue walked out of Lian Zi's house, thinking of the harvest he had laid, his face softened, and then he returned to his former coldness.

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In the afternoon, after Murong Yue finished his inspection, he returned to the office, and Lao Ma and the hooligan were also in the office next door.

"Eh, old rascal, have you noticed that our boss is in a good mood today." The old horse asked in a low voice, and winked at the hooligan.

"I found out, today's Luo Slender Zi's training situation is not ideal, and the boss only said a few words and didn't get angry as usual, it seems that the boss is really in a good mood." The hooligan was keenly observant, and of course he noticed a little difference in Murong Yue.

"Then do you know why the boss is in such a good mood?" The old horse god was mysterious, with an expression of 'I know, come and ask me'.

"Why?" The rascal asked, as he expected. After all, after getting along with Murong Yue for more than ten years, he really rarely saw Murong Yue's emotions have such obvious ups and downs.

Whether it was unsatisfactory or the task was successful, Murong Yue rarely showed his personal emotions, and if he wasn't familiar with him, he wouldn't have noticed the change in his mood.

"I guess it has something to do with Miss Lian." The old horse approached the hooligan and said in a suppressed voice.

Their office is only separated from Murong Yue by a wall, and after having the ability, everyone's five senses have been strengthened a lot, and the distance is so close, Lao Ma is afraid that Murong Yue will know that he is gossiping about him again, so he suppressed his voice to the minimum.

Hearing Lao Ma say this, the hooligan showed a knowing expression.

Lao Ma and the hooligans, one is in charge of intelligence, and the other is an prosecutor, with their observation and acumen, they have long seen Murong Yue's thoughts. It seems that there is progress now? The two guessed in their hearts.