Sweet Love 1V1: Spoiled by The Executive

Wang Mandi's eyes glowed in Ling Tianya's cloakroom, and he liked the clothes and put them on his body.

She danced cheerfully back and forth to the mirror, while she was immersed in her own world, she suddenly saw from the mirror that Aunt Wang was standing in the cloakroom door with a look of amazement.

Wang Mandi was shocked, he threw down the clothes in his hands, and then turned back angrily, staring fiercely at Aunt Wang, "Who lets you come in casually!"

Aunt Wang froze, as long as the young master was away in this room, she could go in and out to look for Ling Tianya at will.

Because I'm not sure what happens to the small rice ball, I need my mother. Or occasionally Ling Tianya was so dizzy that she forgot to feed her, and Aunt Wang would come in to remind her.

However, Aunt Wang did not come in directly, she would knock on the door before entering.

This time she knocked on the door too, but never heard Mrs. Young's reply, thinking that the young man had just entered the room and would not immediately take a bath and rest. So she came in, but did not expect that when she entered the door, she saw that the cloakroom door was wide open, and there was a hoarse singing voice from Mrs. Young.

Aunt Wang walked over and saw Wang Mandi dancing in Ling Tianya's clothes. This scene completely contrasted with the weakness and weakness of the previous downstairs.

Hearing Wang Mandi's anger towards herself, Aunt Wang was even a little grieved. Madam Young was very kind to her before, and never angered her.

But think again, the young man has experienced such a thing, and it is estimated that he is in a bad mood, and has suffered some mental damage.

Aunt Wang thought like this, she was relieved in her heart, watching Wang Mandi respectfully said, "Mrs. Young, it ’s time for the little baby to breastfeed. This time you are not here, so I always give him the brewed milk powder, but little young master Some don't like it very much. "

"You asked me to feed that little guy?" Wang Mandi heard what the old woman meant, that is, the milk powder that the small rice ball didn't like and washed, and wanted to drink breast milk.

However, she had never given birth to a child. Where did the breast milk come from? What a joke!

Aunt Wang heard the words of Mrs. Young, and she suddenly hesitated.

This is definitely not something to be a mother. She is the mother of a small rice ball. Isn't it natural to breastfeed her child? Why look at Madam Shao's expression, the boss is not happy.

Wang Mandi soon realized that his reaction was not right, and immediately bitterly, "Aunt Wang, it's not that I don't want to feed small rice balls, but after this incident, I have no breast milk ..."

To this day, Wang Mandi can only casually talk. Even if she has never had a child, she knows that many mothers will not have enough breast milk after giving birth, and feeding and feeding will be gone.

She said to Aunt Wang now that there was nothing wrong with it.

Sure enough, Aunt Wang nodded her head as soon as she heard it, and then she felt a little guilty, thinking that she was nosy, and brought up Mrs. Young's sadness.

"Ma'am, please relax and sleep first and take a good rest."

"What about my son?" Wang Mandi pretended to care about the small rice ball. "Aunt Wang, you don't have a recipe for breastfeeding. Tell me, I am willing to try."

Wang Mandi is trying to show that he is a great mother who is willing to do anything for her children.