"Who was talking just now?" Wen Xinnuan asked in surprise, "Why is there a child's voice?"
Jing Jiaren frowned, she seemed to have heard it.
"Bill, what are you hiding from your mother...why do you always shut yourself in a room alone and don't see anyone." Wen Xinnuan approached tentatively.
I read educational books for a day, and now I have forgotten them all. My mind is blank and I have forgotten everything.
Jing Jiaren reminded her: "If your heart is warm, first enter the child's world and mingle with him."
Right, right.
Never think from the perspective of a mother... think from the perspective of a child.
"Bill, it's mom's fault for not taking care of your pet."
Bill scooped the milk powder into the bottle. Because he was holding the little wolf with one hand and mixing the milk powder with the other, his posture was very stiff.
"Do you want mom to help you...make milk powder? I'll do it."
Jing Jiaren sensed Bill's weird and violent temper.
At this time, she chose to remain silent, not wanting to provoke a fight between mother and son.
"Don't touch!"
As soon as Wen Xinnuan's hand came close to the bottle, Bill loudly scolded her away!
"But you scooped all the milk powder outside. Mom can help you." Wen Xinnuan said flatteringly, "Then let me help you hold the little wolf?"
"I told you to go away!"
"I promise I won't hurt her." Wen Xinnuan was about to hug the little wolf.
Bill suddenly raised his expression, and his terrifying eyes made Wen Xinnuan take a step back.
Now Bill is like a wild beast ready to bite...
If you don't recognize the six emotions, they will come over at any time and tear people into pieces.
"Ouch..." The little wolf kicked his calves to express discomfort.
It's very uncomfortable to hold it with one hand.
It wanted to choose a comfortable position, its claws were scratching hard, and its calves were flapping in the air.
Liuye thought for a while, then turned around and put the cute baby into the crib.
There is still half a bottle of unfinished milk on the bed...
When the cute baby saw it, his eyes lit up. He immediately held the bottle, bit the nipple, and started drinking.
Jing Jiaren raised her eyebrows. This was the first time she saw a wolf cub holding a bottle and drinking milk by himself.
The little guy is really hungry...
That little bit of milk wasn't enough to stuff between her teeth.
It bottomed out soon. It bit the pacifier and swung the bottle around, making a lot of noise, as if urging Liu Ye to hurry up, the baby is hungry, hurry up, hurry up!
Look at Ryuno again——
Although he is only a ten-year-old child, he is very good at it.
Put the milk powder, add the sugar, pour the water, and mix the milk powder with the same up-and-down motion.
Just like a full-time dad.
Jing Jiaren sat on the sofa and looked at the pile of toys... They were all plush toys for small pets, and there were also some low-cut children's toys. She even saw a baby learning machine...
On the other hand, I didn't see any toys belonging to Ryukino's age, except for the painting tools and the piano standing silently by the window.
A boy with a weird temper and a little wolf with an unruly personality.
The cute baby got impatient with waiting. He stood up with his two paws and leaned against the railing, staring at Ryuno expectantly.
Suddenly, she realized that a pair of scrutinizing eyes were looking at her...
The cute baby turned his head, and his big black eyes met Jing Jiaren's gaze.
Then, Jing Jiaren saw the wolf turn its head and snort, a miraculous scene!