"Yes! Yes! I will listen to you!"

Zhao Wenmu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He was clearly fine just now, but why did he suddenly become confused after drinking the last bottle?

"Then don't sell crabs and crayfish in the future, okay?"

"Okay, I won't sell crickets."

Zhao Wenmu gently held Zhao Jing's waist and carried her back to the bedroom.

Selling crayfish, not crickets, a good man never lies.

Zhao Jing twisted around in his arms, and finally put her hands on his neck and put her little face in front of his eyes.

"Don't lie to people, lying is just a puppy!"

Zhao Wenmu put her on the kang, but Zhao Jing's two little hands were still dishonest and held her tightly around his neck.

"Quickly tell me, you are a liar!"

Her rosy little face, her cherry-like mouth was slightly pouted, and her almond-shaped eyes were still blurred.

Zhao Wenmu felt even hotter than before.

He stretched out his hand to hold the back of Zhao Jing's head, raised her red face, and placed his lips on her forehead and eyes.

Finally, he kissed the softness that made him miss you day and night.

"Wow!"

A baby crying woke up the two people on the kang.

Zhao Wenmu used his greatest willpower to retract his hand and stand up.

Zhao Jing's hands and feet were already weak and she was panting frequently. She quickly pulled back her half-tied top and pushed Zhao Wenmu away with a blushing face.

Both of them blushed and looked at the little girl in silence.

The little guy cried a lot and gnawed his fingers as if nothing happened.

Probably just hungry.

Zhao Jing lowered her head and pushed Zhao Wenmu out of the door, then slammed the door shut.

Zhao Wenmu moved for a moment and smiled bitterly.

My daughter is such a leaky little cotton-padded jacket!

Yes, I didn’t eat it just now.

Sit back to the table and continue eating dinner.

He couldn't help but recall the scene just now. He couldn't finish the meal, so he simply went to take a cold shower again.

Let’s go back to Zhao Jing.

She took a closer look and saw that the little girl was indeed hungry.

Drive Zhao Wenmu out and prepare to breastfeed the little girl. She has plenty of milk now.

But as soon as she picked up the little girl, the little one stretched out her hand to grab her favorite soft tissue. Zhao Jing's face suddenly turned red.

His mind couldn't help but think of Zhao Wenmu's shameful behavior just now.

This person actually wants to compete with Nannan for food!

The more Zhao Jing thought about it, the more she blushed. She tried hard to forget the scene just now, but the scene could not help but replayed over and over in her mind.

Zhao Jing looked at the little girl's innocent big eyes, her face was burning.

No, it's too awkward.

She put down her daughter and carefully arranged her clothes.

Then he opened the door and walked out.

Zhao Jing lowered her head and ignored Zhao Wenmu. She didn't even notice that Zhao Wenmu was not in the living room at all.

He walked into the kitchen, took a hot water bottle, and quickly walked back into the house with his head lowered.

The little girl watched her mother preparing milk powder and kept saying "babbling", as if to express her dissatisfaction.

She wants to drink milk, not powdered milk!

Zhao Jing prepared the milk powder and waited until the water temperature was almost the same before picking up the little girl and feeding her.

He was still mumbling something.

If you listen carefully, you will find that what she said is:

"Nanny, it's all your father's fault. He drank it all."

"Oh, what nonsense am I talking about."
Chapter completed!