Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Reached out and pulled a paper towel from the bedside table, gently wiped away the tears for the little guy, softly teasing him.

"Who just cried?"

"Which little cryer is crying?"

It seems that he knew that Jun Moyan was chatting with him, and the little guy drinking the milk "hummed" twice from his little nose to respond to him. The voice of the little milk was very cute with grievances after crying.

"An An?"

"Is An An crying?" Jun Moyan smiled and talked to him, very fond of listening to his hum.

The little guy held the bottle with his two white tender hands, and stared at Jun Moyan with his round glass eyes.

"tasty?"

"Mom likes to drink too."

"Mom likes drinking as much as An An."

Jun Moyan breast-feeds him and talks with the little guy.

He who has always spoken little, said to himself to a little guy who still can't speak, but he is reluctant to think about it.

The little guy seemed to be really hungry. He drank very vigorously. He quickly drank a bottle of milk, and his little mouth full of milk scent continued to sip, seemingly unsatisfied.

But Jun Moyan didn't dare to give him a lot of drinks, because he was afraid that he would drink it for a while.

"An An is really good, I drank it all."

Seeing that the little guy had a good appetite, Jun Moyan was in a good mood, and he was even more happy than he had a good appetite.

I couldn't help but sniff the little guy's mouth. The familiar milk scent made Jun Moyan's eyes feel softer.

"The taste is the same as that on my mother." Jun Moyan said with a smile.

Although it is the first time to take care of a baby, I also know that the little guy is enough to drink milk, he doesn't need to eat, and he can't eat, otherwise he might really foolishly let Xiaocha cook him a table.

"Hmm..." The full-fed little guy kicked his feet in his arms, and waved his two little hands, especially vigorously.

Because he had just eaten enough, Jun Moyan wanted him to digest and give him more activities.

But for Jun Moyan, who was holding a baby for the first time, the little guy in his arms was like a piece of tofu, so he didn't dare to breathe hard for fear of hurting him by accident.

Apart from throwing the little guy in his arms, he didn't know how to hold him, let alone move him.

Simply hugging him like this, talking to him alone to make him happy.

The little guy is also very behaved after he is full, so he plays with Jun Mo Yan without crying or making trouble.

Every time he heard the little guy's hum and laughter, Jun Moyan's heart melted.

Played with the little guy for dozens of minutes, feeling that he should be digested, so he put the little guy in the middle of the bed.

"An Anan, wait for Dad for a while, Dad will pour you some water to soak up the fragrance."

Jun Moyan kissed the little guy on the cheek, got up and went to the bathroom to pour water, ready to wipe his body.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he left, the little guy started to cry after humming twice.

"An'an, what's the matter." Jun Moyan immediately turned back when he heard the cry.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked over, the little guy stopped crying.

After coaxing him a few times, Jun Mo Yan thought it was all right, but the little guy started crying as soon as others left.

Determined that he was crying because he couldn't see himself, Jun Moyan was still willing to leave.

Hugging the little guy directly into the bathroom.

"You, like your mother, like to stick to me. I get angry when I don't see it. Didn't you learn from your mother?"

"Woo~" The little guy ate his little hand and sobbed twice. Listening to this aggrieved little milk sound is more like complaining that Jun Moyan just left him.