Leng Xiaotuanzi didn't eat it, but he still didn't appreciate it. He made fists with his little hands and struggled hard. Leng Yunlin almost went crazy. Mu Qingyu said: "Come, let me hold her, and you can make milk."
He had never made milk for his daughter. In the afternoon, his mother was always there, and she went to make milk for the baby while he coaxed the baby.
Now it was his turn, and he suddenly felt confused.
Leng Yunlin turned around and looked worriedly at her hand holding the bottle and her abdomen with the wound. He hesitated: "Qingyu, how are you holding the baby now?"
"Then you can't hold her while making milk. What if it burns her?" Mu Qingyu stretched out her hand: "I'll do it."
Leng Yunlin thought for a while and handed the child into her hands. Mu Qingyu held the child and shook it gently: "Baby, don't cry, don't cry."
There was no milk, so the little one ignored Mu Qingyu. She was still crying hoarsely. While Mu Qingyu was coaxing her, he said to Leng Yunlin: "Go, go and make milk for her."
Leng Yunlin nodded immediately: "Oh oh oh, I understand."
After saying that, he turned around and ran to the side. The little guy's milk powder was placed aside, which was a large can. He took out the electric kettle, filled half a pot, and put it in to heat.
Immediately, he turned around and came back: "Where's the milk bottle? The milk bottle."
"The baby bottles need to be hot." Mu Qingyu said, "Things given to the child should be disinfected well."
Leng Yunlin nodded: "Okay." Just after loading the milk powder, Mu Qingyu said again: "Don't pack too much, the baby won't be able to finish it."
Before he finished speaking, Leng Yunlin turned around to look for the pacifier, and with a click, the jar of milk powder fell to the ground by his side!
Leng Yunlin was startled, and quickly picked up the milk bottle in his hand, put it away and stood at attention, and then put the milk powder can. The can was full of milk powder, and half of the bottle was gone when he sprinkled it.
However, the little one's sobbing actually stopped when she heard a "click" just now. Maybe it was too loud. Her big eyes rolled around. Although there were still tears in them, she really stopped crying.
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Not only that, after sobbing for a while, she actually grinned and smiled heartlessly.
Men are inevitably a little careless in their work. Although it was a pity that a large bottle of milk powder was poured out, the fact that the daughter stopped crying made the two people's tense nerves seem to suddenly relax.
After Leng Yunlin, he calmly ironed the bottle and pacifier, and then made another bottle of milk for his daughter. When he came over, he saw Leng Xiaotuanzi in Mu Qingyu's arms and he stopped crying. Although his face was still wet
There were still traces of tears, but the little guy was actually a little happy and bubbled.
Could it be that the jug of milk she just spilled to the ground made her feel happy?
"Will this little guy be a destructive maniac in the future?" Leng Yunlin came over and asked while shaking the milk. No one expected that his casual words would actually come true in the future!
"Look how old you said she is." Mu Qingyu tested the temperature with the back of her hand and felt that the milk should be edible, so she put it to her mouth.
Leng Xiaotuanzi became completely quiet after having milk to eat. Although she could chew her fingers, she couldn't hold the bottle yet, so Mu Qingyu fed her the milk. Leng Yunlin sat next to her and watched the little guy eat.
She was so happy that she even touched her little face. Leng Xiaotuanzi only focused on eating milk and had no time to pay attention to him.
Unconsciously, she drank all the milk, and Leng Yunlin asked: "Are you feeling better now? Can we have a rest?"
I really don’t know much about parenting. I have some minor mistakes, please forgive me, and Xiao will work hard to correct them~~