Yan Zijiao was very helpless, and with a big hand he lifted her out of the water and sat down himself.

It's so hateful, knowing that she doesn't like water, and throwing her into the water, she will drown.

Especially to wake her up in such a rough way, it is very inauthentic. The finch barely cried.

No matter what the finch thought in her heart, Yan Zijiao still went her own way, and only carried her back to the bedroom after taking a bath. After a short break, get up and get ready for supper. The finch is a lover of food, and she will definitely eat when she wakes up later.

Although Ao Jin's kid doesn't need to eat, the habits he has developed over the years can't be broken.

The most important thing is that he must eat it too.

Ao Jin, who was meditating in the room, smelled the fragrance, opened the door and followed the smell into the kitchen, and saw the man in the apron who was busy, and suddenly felt a little strange.

"Uncle, you know how to cook?" He didn't know at all.

Yan Zijiao pointed to the prepared dishes on the table and said, "Take it out, and then bring my sister over to eat!" ”

"Oh."

Ao Jin rarely put all the dishes on the table obediently, even the dishes and chopsticks were arranged in turn, and after doing all this, he walked to the master bedroom and brought out the dim finches sleeping on the bed.

Ao Jin, who has taken his sister to hand, skillfully holds the little milk baby sleeping in his arms, and inexplicably thinks of the little fish at home.

"Give it to me, you can eat." Yan Zijia took the finch smoothly and stuffed the milk bottle that had been prepared a long time ago into her mouth, seeing the finch that was still sucking hard with her eyes closed, Ao Jin stretched out her thumb at Yan Zijia.

Uncle is really the strongest, so it can do this!

You must know that Xiao Yu'er didn't eat like this when she was a child, and if she didn't make everyone feel at ease, she wouldn't eat honestly.

People are more popular than people, look at this baby who can eat when he sleeps, Ao Jin is very powerless.

I knew that my uncle was so powerful, and I should have thrown Xiao Yu'er to my second uncle in the first place, where could she still toss hard.

Watching the finch finish drinking the milk, Yan Zijiao reached out and lifted the covered bowl and held a bowl of porridge with one hand. The aroma filled the air, the finch opened its eyes suddenly, and Ao Jin strangely saw the scene of the bird that had been fiery all the time, drooling.

It's too scary, there is wood?

Regardless of whether it scared people or not, Ao Jin was hugged and sat on his lap, and his little paws were placed very quietly on both sides. If the desire in her eyes wasn't so strong, maybe Ao Jin would think that she was really as calm as she appeared on the surface.

Ao Jin ghost also served himself a bowl of porridge, and it tasted good, but it was far from the imaginary food.

He is naturally a carnivore who doesn't know how to drink milk powder and collapses directly, and how strong his desire for meat is, even if there is only a little bit of meat, it is enough for her to taste it for a long time.

Yan Zijiao skillfully fed the finches to eat, and once again broke the image of the second uncle of cold noodles in Ao Jin's mind, and he could no longer use greatness to describe the second uncle who was known for his facial paralysis.

This cliff is even more powerful than his father.

When his father faced his mother, his expression rarely changed, let alone seeing him and Xiao Yu'er. If there is a gentle eye projected over, the cliff is an earth-shattering event.

Ao Jin, who was endlessly oppressed in such a family environment, was very careful to reduce his sense of existence.

When he saw Yan Zijiao gently wiping his mouth with a tissue, he couldn't help it and sprayed!