703 Porridge
I don't care about where Mi Jia went early in the morning, now the little guy in my arms is crying a lot, I haven't eaten all night, I'm afraid I'm hungry at this time, I hold the child and coax it lightly, and then put the little guy down again, take the bottle that was put on it, and make milk for the little guy neatly and professionally.
The little guy seems to be really hungry and lying on the bed crying a little hoarsely, but fortunately last night there was preparation, half of the boiling water in the bottle, this time has already cooled, pour in the hot boiled water just adjusted the water temperature, plus milk powder, did not delay too much time, the milk was soaked, hugged the child and then pulled the tissue under the little guy's chin, and then the soaked milk was served.
The little guy seemed to be hungry and panicked, the pacifier had just been stuffed into his mouth, and he immediately sucked hard, and the crying stopped, and the little hand shook and even pulled Cheng Yue's hand to snatch the bottle from his hand.
Cheng Yue was a little amused by the little guy in his arms, lowered his head and gently touched his forehead with his forehead, looked at him and scolded with a smile, "You kid cried so loudly, I don't know that I thought you were beaten." ”
Where can the little guy understand, not to say that he can't understand it, the little guy still seems to be sleepy and hasn't woken up, the big eyes are closed, but the little mouth doesn't slow down a little bit of movement, just like sleep and eat.
Cheng Yue deliberately took the pacifier out of his mouth with some bad taste, wanting to see if the little guy's reaction would open his eyes.
However, the little guy's eyes didn't open, and he directly deflated his mouth and cried out loud, and the loud closing was just as good as that.