The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

"Grandma... Baby wants..." Very young voice, everyone in the palace usually calls him "baby", and his self-proclaimed is sometimes "baby."

"A man, what is the treasure?" Luo Yi looked at him on the north side and was very discriminating about the name of the small milk bag.

What are the three-year-old children?

The small milk bag didn't even wake up and still woke up, "Milk~Milk!"

He seems to be a bit mad, and for a long time no results, the voice is high.

Luo Yibei was stunned by his heart, and the heart of the chest seemed to be tightly tied by one hand, especially dull.

"Is it good to drink milk powder?" When he opened the bed and got out of bed, he picked up the small milk bag and wrapped it in his coat. Luo Yibei hugged him softly.

He has never been alone.

Even if Fang Chi Xia occupied such an important position in his heart, when he married her, there were very few.

However, now, in the middle of the night, he is so gentle, he even gave a little boy with no blood relationship with himself!

Cheap this kid!

Luo Yibei swept him in the cool, rubbing his arm and patted his shoulder. "Milk powder, uncle let people send milk powder!"

His voice is particularly soft and soft, and it melts people.

The small milk bag slept so much that it was probably a relationship that was disturbed by him when he was picked up. When he spoke, Xiao Yi suddenly woke up.

Looking at Luo Yibei with a stunned eye, he seems to be a little unresponsive. What is the situation now.

"What about aunt?"

"The little aunt is in the palace, and the little aunt is not worried about this situation!" Luo Yibei had some helplessness.

"What is the situation?" The small milk bag does not seem to figure out the trouble of making it.

"Don't you want to drink grandma?" Luo Yibei asked, repeating the word "milk-milk" captured from his mouth, his goose bumps could not help but fall.

grandmother?

Is evil not disgusting?

He seems to have forgotten that the children are so called this word, from the beginning to the end of the wording of the small milk bag is too much.

"Do you know how to soak?" The little milk bag looked up at him and his eyes were more disgusting.

"Bub?" Luo Yibei smashed.

"Yeah, we must pay attention to the temperature of the water, but also pay attention to the brand and quantity of milk powder is too small, not too hot." Small milk package explained.

Luo Yibei looked like a face in the thunder, "Do you want to drink milk powder?"

"Otherwise? I am so big, can't I still drink breast milk?" The small milk bag did not answer.

His tone is all about the contempt of Luo Yibei, as if he is very discriminating against him and even such questions need to be questioned.

The face of Luo Yibei was slightly distorted after his words.

What did the milk powder just pull on his clothes?

The forehead blue ribs floated twice. He took a deep breath and his face slowly lifted.

"In the future, this kind of thing has to be explained!"

"I don't understand it?" The little milk bag seemed to be a bit confusing.

Luo Yibei ignored his words and called the customer service.

It’s been a little late now, and the customer service has sent the milk powder up and waited for the little milk bag to drink.

The small milk bag was filled in the stomach, and the two people tossed up so late. Finally, he finally fell asleep. However, after two hours, the situation happened again.

The small milk bag is going to pee.

Luo Yibei's temper is actually not good at all, but still holding him to the bathroom with patience.