I am the sick and weak sister of 5T5

Milkman looked at him with big black eyes open, and just when Gojo Wu thought she would not cry, the next second, she flattened her mouth, pulled her throat, and burst into tears. One by one, it rolled down from the corner of the eye.

It hurts to cry.

After crying for a long time, the little milk baby's voice became hoarse, and her eyes were so red and swollen that she could barely open them.

It was only then that Gojo Wujo realized that the matter was serious, and hurriedly picked up the little milk baby, patted her on the back, and coaxed her: "Rin, be good, don't cry."

"Brother promises not to tease you again, okay?"

"Wow...Wow!!" Naiwa cried even louder, as if using all her strength to take revenge on Gojo Satoru, completely disbelieving what he said.

Crying like this is not the way to go, Gojo Satoru started to panic, walked quickly into the kitchen with the baby in one hand, glanced at the milk powder and feeding bottles on the table.

Yes, the universal milk powder can solve this problem.

Making milk powder is a technical task. First take a small amount of warm water, pour in the corresponding milk powder according to the mixing ratio, shake it slightly to make the milk powder and water completely blend, then test the temperature with the back of your hand, and finally stuff it into the milk baby’s mouth .

A series of actions are completed in one go.

After all this is done, Gojo Satoru is ready to enjoy the cute scene where the milk baby is dazed after tasting the delicious milk.

The baby bottle was suddenly stuffed into her mouth, the little baby was stunned for a moment, her crying stopped abruptly, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and a tear rolled down instantly, she licked the sweet milk powder, and the next second, she spit out the bottle with disgust on her face.

Gojo Satoru:? ? ?

"Why? Is this milk powder not good?" A look of doubt flashed across Gojo Wu's face. He picked up the bottle and smelled it. It tasted pretty good. Then he stuffed it into the baby's mouth again, and said: "Rin , Picky eating is not a good habit."

Even if the child might be a super-level curse spirit, the cub still has to drink milk, right?

The little milk baby turned her head, and the pacifier brushed her white and tender face, the milk overflowed in an instant, slipped down the chin and fell into the clothes, and pushed the bottle away in disgust.

"Rin, you really don't want to drink?" Gojo Satoru picked up the bottle, looked at the little baby with a full face of temptation, and shook the bottle viciously, "If you don't drink, brother will finish it for you."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the bottle in his mouth and took two sips in front of the baby, then quietly looked down at her.

The little milk baby who was supposed to be crying loudly seemed to be tired from crying. Xiaopang rubbed his sleepy eyes, not bothering to pay attention to the brother in name, and soon fell asleep in his arms.

Gojo Wu frowned, bit the bottle and took a few mouthfuls unconsciously. He thought the milk was quite delicious. Could it be that the little milk baby has a special constitution and doesn't like to drink milk?

So, what do the cubs of super magic spirits eat?

After 1 minute, almost a whole bottle of milk went into his stomach.

Gojo Satoru scratched his head, carried the milk baby back to his room, carefully placed it on the big soft bed, and picked up the quilt to cover her body.

This time, it was rare for the little milk baby not to cry, but lazily opened a slit to glance at him, and then fell asleep again.

"........."

What is this feeling of being rejected?

Gojo Satoru dialed his friend's number resolutely, and stared at the blushing baby sleeping on the bed.

"Moses, it's me..." Gojo Gou dug his ears, "Glass, do you want to come and have a look at the super baby curse spirit?"

"She's very cute and kind, very well-behaved." The corner of his mouth raised a hearty smile, and he added a knife neatly: "If you miss this opportunity, you won't be able to see such a well-behaved super baby curse spirit next time." .”

A few minutes later, Gojo Satoru put away his phone in satisfaction, took a shower, put on clean pajamas, and lay directly next to the little milk baby, stretching out his evil hand to poke her pink and chubby face .

The feel is irresistible.

The little milk baby who was sleeping soundly groaned a few times, frowned, and waved his small fists to beat him a few times without pain.

Gojo Gojo laughed out loud, his hand movements didn't hold back at all, instead he poked even more happily, and he was eager to keep her going until he woke her up.

First, he pinched the tip of her small nose, watched her frown, and changed to breathing through her mouth, and then pinched her face lightly, having a great time.