Chapter 1322

Anmu saw, simply heartache bad, quickly called out, "little son of a bitch!"

Xiaoshizi heard his mother's voice, crying, the cerebellar bag melon turned around. After seeing Anmu, he stopped for half a sound, but then, a more aggrieved cry broke out. The cry was deafening, which made Deng Jiechen feel a headache!

Anmu quickly wash his hands, Anmu a leave the sight of the little son of the world, the cry of the little son of the world is suddenly bigger!

Deng Fuchen holds the small son of a son to follow in an Mu after death, entered the toilet, looked at an Mu to wash the hand, will small son of the world come over.

Small son of two small hands tightly grasped an Mu's clothes, cerebellum bag melon to Anmu chest arch.

Anmu quickly went upstairs, took off his clothes, and began to feed the baby.

The little son of the world just big mouthed to eat up, the voice of gulp gulp, seem to be hungry for a long time.

Anmu was relieved. Because he was in a hurry, he sat down and was sweating.

Deng juechen handed over a warm towel from the side. Anmu was grateful for her mother-in-law's consideration. She laughed and wiped her sweat.

Feng Xiao also followed him, "how can you cry so miserable? Is it uncomfortable? "

Deng Fuchen a pair of tired miserable appearance, sighed, "the little son of the world does not eat the bottle! It's starving! "

Feng Xiao frowned, "don't you eat bottles?"

Deng Fuchen sighed, "yes, you have been crying since you left yesterday."

Anmu worried, "Mom, why don't you call us back?"

If they knew that xiaoshizi was like this, they would not attend any party. They would come back directly after attending the award ceremony!

This is not to blame Deng Fuchen, so Deng Fuchen doesn't care. Instead, the nanny next to him said, "madam, it's customary for the little son of a child not to eat a bottle. This should be cured, and sooner or later, sooner or later, and the only way to cure this disease is to starve him."

Anmu heartache, "that does not eat?"

"I was so tired and hungry yesterday that I ate 100 ml, but I didn't eat it until now. I didn't eat any bottle today." Deng Fuchen shook his arm and said, "it makes my arm sour."

The nurse sighed, "old lady, I said let me hold it, you don't listen."

An Mu is grateful to look at Deng juechen, "Mom, you are tired."

Deng taichen laughed, "take care of my grandson, tired of what? When I was a child, Feng Xiao was more mischievous than this boy. He didn't sleep well at night, so he had to walk under his arms to sleep. I see, the little son of the world is like his father. It's too tiring

Anmu listen to Deng taichen and talk about the things when Xiao Xiao was a child, so he couldn't help laughing.

There was nothing to do with the Lord.

After feeding the little son, he burped, and then Anmu stood him up on his shoulder and patted his back to prevent him from crying and vomiting.

Everything is done, the little son of the world is also sleepy, but with his eyes open, he holds an Mu's arm in his small hand and does not let go.

Anmu see him like this, the heart is soft.

Just holding him like this, the little son of the world didn't make any noise. His eyelids gradually became heavy, and then he fell asleep.

Anmu breathed a sigh of relief, gently put the little son on the crib, but just put it down, the little son hummed a few times, Anmu quickly picked up again.

The little son of the world clung to her clothes and fell asleep again.

Anmu sighs.

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