Chapter 1315 Jun Moyan: Mom Loves to Drink Too

She reached out and took a tissue from the bedside table, gently wiped away the little guy's tears, and teased him softly.

"Who was crying just now?"

"Which little crying ghost is crying?"

It seemed that he knew that Jun Moyan was chatting with him, and the little guy who was drinking the milk responded to him with "hum" from his small nose. The little milk's voice was full of grievances after crying, so cute.

"Is it An An?"

"Did An An cry?" Jun Moyan smiled and talked to him, loving to hear his humming.

The little guy held the bottle with his white and tender hands, and stared at Jun Moyan unblinkingly with his round glass eyes.

"tasty?"

"Mom likes to drink too."

"Mom likes to drink as much as An An."

Jun Moyan nursed him and talked with the little guy.

He who has always been reticent, talked to a little guy who couldn't speak, but he couldn't think of leaving.

The little guy seemed to be really hungry, and he drank very vigorously. He quickly finished a bottle of milk, and his mouth full of milk fragrance kept sipping, as if he still had more to say.

But Jun Moyan didn't dare to give him too much to drink, for fear that he would be full in a while.

"An'an is really good, I finished drinking it all."

Seeing that the little guy had a good appetite, Jun Moyan, who was already in a good mood, was even more delighted, even more happy than his own good appetite.

I couldn't help sniffing the little guy's mouth, the familiar scent of milk made the softness in Jun Moyan's eyes a little deeper.

"It smells the same as my mother's body." Jun Moyan said with a smile.

Although it is the first time to take care of a baby, I also know that the little guy is enough to drink milk, he doesn't need to eat, and he can't eat, otherwise he might foolishly ask Xiaocha to cook a table of meals for him.

"Hmm..." The little guy kicked his little feet in his arms, and waved his two little hands with great vigor.

Because he had just eaten, Jun Moyan wanted him to digest and give him more activities.

But for Jun Moyan, who was holding a baby for the first time, the little guy in his arms was like a piece of tofu, making him dare not breathe hard, for fear of accidentally hurting him.

He didn't know how to hold the little guy in his arms, and he didn't dare to touch him.

Simply hug him like this, talking to him alone to make him happy.

The little guy is also very good after eating, he doesn't cry or make trouble, and just plays with Jun Moyan.

Every time he heard the little guy's humming and laughing, Jun Moyan's heart almost melted.

After playing with the little guy for dozens of minutes, I felt that he should have digested it, so I put the little guy in the middle of the bed.

"An An, wait for Dad for a while, Dad will pour water for you to wipe the fragrance."

Jun Moyan kissed the little guy on the face, got up and went to the bathroom to pour water, preparing to wipe his body.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked away, the little guy started crying after humming twice.

"An'an, what's wrong." Jun Moyan turned back immediately when he heard the cry.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he walked over, the little guy stopped crying again.

After coaxing him a few times, Jun Moyan thought it was all right, but as soon as the others left, the little guy started crying.

After confirming that he was crying because he couldn't see him, Jun Moyan was willing to leave.

He carried the little guy directly into the bathroom.

"You, like your mother, love to cling to me. You get angry when you don't see me. Did you learn from your mother?"

"Woo~" the little guy ate his little hand, whimpered twice, hearing the aggrieved voice of the little milk, it was more like complaining that Jun Moyan had just left him.