The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

The little milk bag didn't know whether it was hungry or thirsty. After sleeping and sleeping for a while, the body began to shake up in uneasiness.

The little hand scratched his shoulder on Luo Yibei's chest. He seemed to be groping for something.

Luo Yibei was last violently punished by him. At that time, he was touched by his touch and the situation was basically the same.

I have learned the lessons from the past, and now I see him doing such a move. Luo Yibei seems to have been splashed with a cold water, stimulating a spirit, and his face is sinking.

"What? Do not wet the bed!" Cold face, he reminded.

His face is actually stinking, black and heavy, especially ugly.

However, his volume is not high.

Even though he was annoyed, he didn't really want to quarrel with the small milk bag to sleep.

The small milk bag was on him, his closed eyes did not open, and his hands were still pulling the clothes on his body.

Luo Yibei did not understand what he was doing, and his eyes looked at his movements, and his face curve was completely stretched.

"stand up!"

The little guy who slept on him still didn't react at all.

The fabric in front of Luo Yibei’s chest has been wet by him, and the mouth of the small milk is still drooling.

He was particularly disgusted by Xiao Yi at this time, opened the sheet and wanted to get out of bed with a small milk bag. Xiao Yi pulled a few times of his chest clothes and suddenly muttered. "Grandma...grandma..."

The second "milk" word is soft.

Luo Yibei didn't hear it at first, and his face was close to him and he listened carefully.

"I want grandma..." The whispering mutter is still going on. The small milk bag eyes are closed, like a nightmare, and the sentence is still repeated.

grandmother?

Luo Yi North just did not respond to what he meant.

He hasn't touched such a small child. When he was so small, he was not in Luo's parents.

Luo Yibei’s experience with children is almost zero.

The "grandmother" in the mouth of the small milk, he reflexively thought of grandparents' grandmother.

Think again, Xiao Yi is the adopted child!

Moreover, the pronunciation of the child's milk is very heavy, and when he is asleep, he speaks like a dreamy stupid, and he does not hear very clearly.

"Grandma... I want my grandmother... hungry..." The voice of the small milk bag continues.

Luo Yibei listened to his ears for a while, and when he heard his hungry, he suddenly responded.

He was a little gratified at the beginning and he finally understood the language that the little milk bag is as incomprehensible as the alien.

After returning to God, his face immediately froze.

Drinking milk?

What do you drink to pull his clothes?

Xiao Yigang’s action was thought of as wanting to drink breast milk.

This midnight, still in the hotel, let him go where to find him?

Luo Yibei, even if he is omnipotent, can encounter such problems, but he is completely devoid of it.

"Milk...milk..." The little guy lying on his body seemed to be hungry, and he continued to scream.

His voice sounded particularly anxious, and Luo Yibei listened to his embarrassing sentence, and he was too anxious to be anxious.

All three years old, what milk?

He was particularly disfigured by the behavior of the small milk bag, and he couldn't think of a solution that made him nervous.

The sudden situation made Luo Yibei anxious and did not turn around in the room.

However, the sound of the small milk bag on the body has not been interrupted.