Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

"In this case, even if you have a baby, Qiqi can't help it." Xin Miaomiao felt that she was careful, and her little face turned into a flower with a smile.

Xin Furong couldn't bear it anymore, and poked her forehead again.

"Sister, this hurts." Xin Miaomiao shouted angrily.

"It's good to know it hurts, don't think about such nonsense." Xin Furong glared at her angrily, thought for a while, and then said: "If you like babies, then play with Eggy, and my sister will lend it to you."

The one in front of me is probably the only one who can lend his son out like this.

"Sister, a little ball like you will cry." Xin Miaomiao said, a little gloating.

Xin Furong also smiled, looking at her with doting eyes.

After choosing all the vegetables, Xin Furong wanted to go into the kitchen to start cooking, and Xin Miaomiao also followed in, but Xin Furong pushed them out: "It's heavy with oily smoke inside, and it's not good to be burned, go out and play, help me." Dad looks at the balls."

"Oh." Xin Miaomiao didn't force her, and ran out briskly.

The little Eggy just woke up outside, and the one-month-old child, except for sleeping, eats, and usually spends much less time waking up than sleeping.

Xin Miaomiao watched him sucking on the bottle, sucking it loudly, her little cheeks swelled up and down, she thought it was cute, and then stretched out her little hand to poke it.

This time, Little Dandan lost face, waving her hands and screaming, as if protesting her actions.

Xin Miaomiao withdrew her little paw, looked left and right, saw no one was there, picked up Xiaodandan's milk bottle, put it in her mouth and sucked it.

Hey, there is no smell at all.

Xin Miaomiao curled her lips in disgust.

The little Eggy in the cradle opened her big black grape-like eyes, was stunned for a moment, and shook her little hands weakly, as if she couldn't believe that her meal was gone.

He clenched his small fists again with great effort, and his eyes fell on his aunt's face. After three seconds of deliberation, he finally couldn't bear the grievance, and burst into tears.

Guiltyly, Xin Miaomiao stuffed his milk bottle back. Seeing that he was still crying, it was useless to coax him a few words. Her small ears were sensitive to the sound of Xin Xiaotian's footsteps, and she quickly ran away.

Running upstairs, he bumped into Mo Ziqi just as he entered the door.

Mo Ziqi hugged her small body that bumped into her, and asked suspiciously: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, haha, it's okay." Xin Miaomiao smiled, and her little paw continued to touch her little nose guiltily.

Downstairs came the sound of Xin Xiaotian coaxing the little baby, Mo Ziqi turned his eyes slightly, he understood, and touched the little girl in his arms amusedly.

I told him before that he was going to have a baby. With her like this, their son might cry ten or eight times a day.

"I'm going out now, do you want to go together?" Mo Ziqi asked her.

"Where are you going?" Xin Miaomiao asked curiously.

"I have something to deal with on business..."

"Oh, then I won't go." Xin Miaomiao immediately interrupted him, she was not interested in his business affairs at all, she might as well hang out at home.

"Well, then I'll go first. Be good at home. I'll be back before lunch." Mo Ziqi said, bowing his head to kiss the little girl's tender face.

"Ang, I see."

Xin Miaomiao sent Mo Ziqi out, and when she saw the driver driving the car out of the gate of the villa, she ran upstairs with her feet in her hands, with an excited expression on her face.