Luo Yibei lightly hooked his lips, knowing that he was deliberately flattering himself, but also accepted it very calmly, "that's natural!" The little milk bag was speechless and bowed his head for a few seconds“ Did you have a good dinner? Hungry? Xia Xia has prepared snacks for the baby! " Luo Yibei touched his belly, hugged him and went to the restaurant. He has no experience with children at all. When he first came into contact with small milk bags earlier, he was very considerate and didn't understand a lot of common sense. But now, he has been careful a lot. Sometimes he will notice very small details“ Beibei, you look more and more like a father! " The little milk bag gave him a thumbs up. Luo Yibei just smiled faintly and said nothing. He took him to the restaurant, put him on the chair, turned and entered the kitchen. He took out a snack for the small milk bag, and sat next to him. The little milk bag took a children's spoon, sipped the cake on the plate, and recalled the conversation with Tong Yan in the car. Actually, it's not the biggest problem to ask who can help you apply. The most difficult thing is, how should he get the blood sample of loybei! This is a very melancholy problem. A four-year-old wants to break his head, but he didn't think of an appropriate solution. If you ask him directly, he will say that he has no children. With something in his mind, the little milk bag rattled with the child spoon in his hand. He ate absently. Luo Yibei squinted at his reaction from the corner of his eye and frowned. Gee, I'm only four years old. I've learned to have something on my mind? He knows how to see through people at a glance, but the thought of a four-year-old child is sometimes really unpredictable. I don't know what xiaonaibao was thinking. Luo Yibei accompanied him in the restaurant for a while, stood up and went to the kitchen, "Daddy, pour you a glass of juice." The little milk bag watched his figure leave. As soon as he heard the word juice, his eyes lit up. His little body shrunk down from the chair and he followed in“ Beibei, let me help you! " His tone seemed to be a little cheerful. After entering the house, he actively got up and tried to fall with loebye. Luo Yibei was stunned. What he thought was, when did he love to help so much? However, there is no doubt. The little milk bag is too short and the cooking table is too high. His current height is not enough. He stood on tiptoe and tried several times. He didn't touch anything. He simply held loybei's thigh and rubbed his leg to climb up. Luo Yibei was amused by him, pulled his eyes, bent down and picked him up. Holding him in one hand and holding the pot in the other hand, just ready to pour, the hand of the small milk bag suddenly stretched out. Then, with a wave - PA, the glass juice cup broke“ It's broken! " The little milk bag looked at the ground with regret on his face. Luo Yibei's observation was so keen that he obviously caught the small movement of the small milk bag deliberately waving the cup off. However, he didn't think about the purpose of Xiao Yi's doing so. Frowning, he was stunned and didn't investigate“ Beibei, I didn't mean it. I'll pick it up right away! " The little milk bag rubbed and shrunk from him. Squatting down, he wanted to pick up the glass. Luo Yibei was afraid of his injury. He pushed his hand away and replaced his action, "Daddy, come on!" This is the effect of small milk bag. Quietly looking at his action, Xiaoyi cunningly hooked his lips. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.