After taking the cub of the rival in love

Mu Shi was forced to drink all kinds of soup and eat eggs every day during his confinement period, so that he felt like throwing up when he smelled chicken soup, pigeon soup and eggs, and his face was almost as pale as chicken soup.

It was another sunny afternoon, and Mu Shi, who was sleeping drowsily, quickly smelled a strong fragrance on the soft bed.

Mu Shi opened his eyes. The baby in his arms did not know when he woke up, but he didn't cry. He obediently raised his buttocks, stretched his legs and grabbed his little socks with his hands, occasionally whining.

Little Naituan was having so much fun, she didn't notice that her father had also woken up and was watching him tenderly.

"Baby." Mu Shi poked his chubby face with his fingers and called out softly, "Are feet fun?"

"Hey..." Little Naituan grabbed her socks and turned her head to look at her father, her big round eyes were clean and pure.

Mu Shi tilted his head and smiled at him. He blinked, and then grinned, his eyes curved into crescent moons, his pupils were clearly visible again, and the corners of his mouth were drooling, "Puff...poor..."

Mu Shi wiped off his saliva with the saliva around Nai Tuan's neck, took his little hand, Nai Tuan looked at it for a while, then grabbed his father's index finger with both hands, looked up at Dad again, bent He grabbed Mu Shi's fingers with his eyes and put them in his mouth.

"No." Mu Shi withdrew his hand in time and began to educate his son, "You can't eat hands."

The little Naituan couldn't understand what he was talking about, but only knew that his father was talking to him, so he looked at Mu Shi and kept smiling. The cute and cute Nai Tuan almost made Mu Shi ignore that he stuffed his little paws The act of putting it in your mouth.

Mu Shi dragged his hand out of his mouth, wiped the wet saliva on it, and patted his little hand threateningly, "You can't eat your hands, there are bacteria on them."

Naituan looked at his father's serious face, thinking that he was insulting him, so he cried aggrievedly as soon as he curled his mouth.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

The baby's cry was sharp, his fist was clenched, and his chest was heaving up and down, which frightened Mu Shi. He quickly sat up and hugged his son and coaxed him softly, "Don't cry, daddy is wrong. The baby is the last one!" Be good..."

Nai Tuan didn't like him, and still cried loudly with his throat open, his little face was flushed red, seeing Mu Shi was very distressed, and he couldn't coax his son, so he had to shake and continue coaxing him.

"Why is the child crying?" Qi Yuntong pushed open the door and came in with a big bowl of soup, and frowned slightly as he looked at the crying grandson in Mu Shi's arms, "I'm afraid I'm hungry after sleeping for so long."

"It should be." Mu Shi tentatively stretched out a finger to the mouth of the milk ball, and the baby stopped crying immediately, and opened his mouth to suck his finger in.

Mu Shi withdrew his hand, and the baby wrinkled his face and began to cry again.

"Looks like I'm really hungry. I'm going to make milk powder for Tuantuan. I put the crucian carp soup here for you. I'll remember to drink it later." Qi Yuntong quickly put the soup on the bedside table and got up to go out.

Mu Shi responded, then lowered his head to coax his son, "Be good, baby, grandma is going to give you some rations, stop crying, okay?"

Little Naituan seemed to understand this sentence, sobbing with her fingers in her mouth, she stopped crying.

Mu Shi smiled helplessly, just as the other dad of the milk group walked in, put his hands on the bed, first leaned in front of his wife to kiss him sweetly, and then looked at the little girl who had witnessed the unsuitable scene just now. Duanzi, "Are you hungry?"

"It should be, Mom went to make milk powder for him." Mu Shi wiped his overly wet lips with the back of his hand and said.

Jiang Shuwan climbed onto the bed and took the baby from his arms, "You drink the soup first, I'll hold the baby."

Mu Shi looked at the bowl of milky white crucian carp soup and frowned, "Although it's not chicken soup or pigeon soup, I'm a bit tired of crucian carp soup after drinking it for a few days..."

"My mother will beat me if I secretly help you drink soup again." Jiang Shu said dumbfoundedly.

Before Mu Shi was tired of drinking chicken soup, he stuffed the soup bowl to Jiang Shuwang when Mu's mother was not paying attention.Although he knew that his mother-in-law was doing it for his daughter-in-law's good, Jiang Shuwang, who couldn't see her frowning, secretly helped Mu Shi solve half of the amount without telling his mother-in-law.

But there is no impenetrable wall in the world, and Qi Yuntong caught him when the door was not closed tightly.

Fortunately, Mu Shi's confinement meal finally added two soups, crucian carp soup and hoof flower soup.

"There's still a week left, and I'll take you to eat whatever you want."

Mu Shi snorted softly, picked up the soup bowl and scooped it up gently with a spoon.

Jiang Shu's eyes fell on his chest. After he deliberately searched for it, the two points on the back of the cotton pajamas were clearly raised. He swallowed, and moved to Mu Shi's side with the child in his arms, "That ...From time to time, I heard that both crucian carp soup and hoof flower soup are made with raw milk...you have been drinking it for so long, have you..."

Mu Shi froze when he drank the soup, and his arm blocked his chest intentionally or unintentionally, "No! No! How could it be! I don't have milk!"

"I'll just mention it casually, don't get excited." Jiang Shuwang felt regretful, his eyes still glued to his chest.

That naked gaze made Mu Shi feel like being raped, and goosebumps crawled up on his arms. He clutched his chest and turned around, "Look at the milk ball carefully, don't let him eat your hands."

As soon as Jiang Shuwang lowered his head, he looked at his precious son, who was gnawing his fists and looking at him with big innocent eyes.

"I see." Jiang Shuwang quickly pulled out Naituan's little hand, but just after pulling it out, he stuffed it into his mouth again, Jiang Shuwang had to wipe his hand clean, and then held it in his own hand.

The milk ball that he couldn't get his hands on was very unhappy, he frowned and looked at his father with accusing eyes, and opened his mouth to cry.

"The milk powder is ready." Qi Yuntong came over with the bottle in time, "The temperature has been tested, it's warm, Tuantuan is just right to drink now."

The milk ball bit the pacifier, and the small mouth kept moving. It looked like it was hungry, and the small hand was also holding on to the bottle.

"Give me the baby. I'll carry it downstairs for a walk. I guess I'm going to sleep again after drinking the milk."

Jiang Shuhuang handed the child to Qi Yuntong, "Then I will have dinner with Shishi."

Qi Yuntong glanced at him, with a teasing smile, "If you want to drink soup, there is still some leftover, don't steal it from your wife, otherwise if you don't keep your body well and lose weight, you will be in a hurry to sleep with it in your arms .”

"mom."

"Okay, okay, mom won't talk." When Mu Shi called out, Qi Yuntong smiled even more, and kissed his grandson's little cheek, "Let's go, go downstairs with grandma, don't disturb dad It's our world of two."

Mu's mother took the baby downstairs, and there was no one else in the room, so Jiang Shu went to Mu Shi's side with a tired voice: "Honey, are you tired? Do you want me to feed you?"

Mu Shi rolled his eyes, "No need, I'm not tired, and I have hands."

Jiang Shu held back his laughter, opened his arms and slid down from his shoulders to hug him, but when he touched his chest, he heard a groan that he couldn't cover up.