Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

Unexpectedly, he put the little guy on the sofa, and as soon as he walked a few steps away from the little guy's sight, the little guy immediately started crying and turned to look at him.

Tsing Yi and Bai Yi, who were still smiling on their faces a second ago, were frightened and panicked by the little guy who suddenly cried.

Jun Moyan was immediately frightened by the little guy's first cry. He quickly picked up the little guy again and comforted him again and again: "Hey, An An, Dad is here, Dad is not leaving, An An is not crying."

The little guy who was hugged back into his arms quickly stopped crying, and looked at Jun Moyan grievously with his small mouth and tears. The two small brows that were not yet formed were twisted together, and one small hand held tightly. Jun Moyan's clothes.

Jun Moyan looked at him with tears and grievances, his heart trembled, his brows wrinkled, and his distress was written directly on his face.

The way An An cried was exactly the same as his little boy.

Jun Moyan couldn't tell whether it was a happy or uncomfortable expression on his face, and only said: "What a crying ghost, just like your mother."

Seeing that the little guy stopped crying, the heart picked up by Tsing Yi Baiyi also loosened, and then smiled.

"Little Master will recognize people at such a young age. He is really smart." Tsing Yi said with a smile.

This blood relationship is really wonderful. It is obvious that the young master was sent back yesterday. He and Jun Moyan have not seen each other for at least three months, but he is not strange at all.

After wiping tears to the little guy and comforting him, Jun Moyan asked Tsing Yi to fetch a basin of water.

After washing his right hand, he took the small spoon and started feeding the little one while holding the little one.

It may be that the milk powder is really not full. The little guy who drank a full bottle of milk more than an hour ago is eating it tastefully.

While eating happily with his small mouth, while looking at Jun Mo Yan Xiao with bright eyes, he couldn't like Jun Mo Yan too much.

The little guy is very picky. He frowns when he eats, he happily eats later, and he spit out what he doesn't like.

Every time Jun Moyan feeds him a new food that he has not tried, the three big men hold their breath and stare at the little one.

It's all watching whether he wants to laugh or frown, and whether he wants to eat or throw out.

The expressions of the three also changed with those of the little guy.

It's really fun and nervous.

The little guy is really picky eaters, what he doesn't like is far more than what he likes.

It seems that in this aspect of eating, the little guy has not inherited the good habit of Wen Xiaoai not being picky.

Tsing Yi always took a pen to write down carefully which ones the little guy didn't like and which ones he liked.

After feeding, Tsing Yi saw that Jun Moyan was always holding the little guy with a gesture, and it was an obvious gesture for the newcomer. The hug was particularly stiff. The little guy remembered several times and wanted to turn around, but it was because of Jun Moyan’s "No "Cooperate" without success.

Tsing Yi, who had done homework a night in advance, quickly checked several positions of holding the baby and showed Jun Moyan.

Jun Mo Yan studied, and finally changed the position of the little guy who had been holding on to his side.

"Tsing Yi, you will prepare a few cameras and more memory cards for me in a while."

He wants to photograph and record An'an's daily growth and interesting events.

When Xiaoguai comes back, he will show it to Xiaoguai, so that she can also know everything An An has completely and clearly.

Lest she get lost when she feels that she has missed something.

"Okay. Do I need to find a few professional photographers?" Tsing Yi asked after she got down.

"No, I want to do it myself."