General, take it easy

Lan Yunze held the little baby in his arms, watching him kicking his two little meaty legs and crying, he was at a loss for what to do.

Looking at his son-in-law and his daughter-in-law, he hoped that the always wise and martial lady would find a way.

This is embarrassing for Liang Mo, he claims to be decathlon, but he really doesn't understand the matter of taking care of children.

But looking at the dripping water under the swaddle, one can tell the situation clearly.

Liang Mo stepped forward, took the little baby's swaddling clothes, and stripped the baby baby naked.

The air conditioner in the bedroom was turned on and turned up the temperature.

The milk doll felt comfortable and stopped crying.

With crystal teardrops hanging on his face, he was lying on the bed, blinking his big watery eyes, looking around, and licking his lips with his small tongue, obviously hungry.

Xu Shi Naiwawa was very dissatisfied with the two stunned people next to him, waving his small hands like lotus roots, screaming, venting his anger about being hungry.

Lan Yunze stretched his neck, swallowed, then looked at Liang Mo and said, "What can such a big cub eat? Noodles, rice, milk?"

Liang Mo was a little uncertain, looked at Lan Yunze, then at the milk baby.

Stretching out a plain white finger, poked the baby's lotus root-like calf, and said uncertainly: "{Such a small one, it should be nursing."

He didn't know if he was hungry or if he was poked by Liang Mo.

Milkman watched as she rubbed her calf, and Pingpingzui cried out again.

The cry was earth-shattering, and Lan Yunze's brain hurt from crying.

He ran out of the room as if escaping, and said as he ran: "Madam, I will leave him to your care. I will go and warm the milk for him, and he will come as soon as he goes."

Leaving Liang Mo and the milk dumpling staring at each other, neither of them said a word.

Buying a dumpling was like knowing how to recognize someone, knowing that the person who took care of him just now left and left the bully behind him, so he stopped crying and looked at Liang Mo with red eyes.

Liang Mo looked at the doll's delicate skin and bulging cheeks, and felt itchy again.

Stretch out your hand to poke the milk doll's fleshy cheeks, and your fingers sink into the delicate soft flesh, very springy and cute.

Liang Mo withdrew his fingers expressionlessly, and thought to himself, "Interesting!!!"

So he reached out and poked again.

Milk doll: ".......Wow, woo, woo, woo," cried even more fiercely.

Lan Yunze brought up the warmed milk, and it was impossible for Liang Mo's family to use such a high-end baby bottle, so he could only hold the spoon and slowly deliver it to the baby's mouth.

Fortunately, this milk doll also lived up to his spirits, obviously very hungry, so he drank it sloppyly.

That's called a sweet, that's called a gobble.

After a while, half a bowl of milk was fed.

The milk doll hiccupped contentedly, her big glass-like eyes slowly closed, her small mouth was slightly open, apparently falling asleep.

Lan Yunze and Liang Mo just sat around the bed for two weeks, looking at the baby, not daring to make a sound.

If it wasn't for the need to breathe, Lan Yunze might have stopped breathing.

It wasn't until the milk baby fell into a deep sleep, and there was even a small breathing sound, that Lan Yunze let go of his breath.

Lan Yunze raised his head, and was about to say something to Liang Mo, when Liang Mo raised his hand to stop his words, took a few pillows, wrapped the baby in the middle, then pulled Lan Yunze up and went to the guest room.

Just kidding, that milk-grinding baby, if you make him cry again, no one will have to sleep tonight.

Seeing Liang Mo's expressionless face, Lan Yunze thought he didn't like children. After thinking for a while, he said to him, "Young lady, don't worry. Such a lovely child may have been lost by accident. Let's call the police tomorrow to find his parents. sent him back."

Liang Mo paused, rubbed his fingers, recalled the soft touch just now, and said with a blank expression: "Don't be so anxious, if, if no one really wants the milk doll, it doesn't matter if I raise another one. "