An Che also smiled and hugged An Qi in his arms, and the family looked at the back of the cold away tomorrow night, and their hearts were full of steadfastness and satisfaction.
When Leng returned to Ming's house tomorrow night, it was already late at night.
Except for a few servants who were on duty at night, all the rest of the people had already slept, and the whole villa was quiet and peaceful.
He walked upstairs to Lin Motong's room.
She was already asleep, with only a voice-activated night light so she could get up and take care of her sleeping child at any time.
As soon as Leng walked in the night, the child woke up and let out a cry.
He hurriedly reached out and picked up the child, and when he reached his generous embrace, the child was quiet, and his mouth sobbed gently, apparently awakened from hunger.
Ming Ye glanced at Lin Motong who was lying on the bed, when the child was crying just now, she turned over, but it was probably because the child didn't continue to cry, so she immediately fell asleep again.
Thinking that she hadn't rested for a long time, she held the child coldly tomorrow night and went straight downstairs.
There were also a few servants on duty who did not sleep, and when they saw that they were carrying the child downstairs in their arms, they all hurried over.
"Rinse the milk powder and bring it over."
Tomorrow night Leng explained.
These things were well prepared at home, so it didn't take much time for someone to deliver the prepared milk powder.
The servant said, "Young master, let me nurse the child." ” "No, you all go down."
Ming Ye Leng hadn't taken care of Yueyue Ruirui before, and at that time, he himself was still unconscious and needed to be taken care of.
When he woke up, Yueyue Ruirui was already past her infancy.
Now seeing this newborn, his heart is all soft, and being able to take care of him with his own hands is not a kind of compensation and happiness for him Although a little clumsy, I finally fed the pacifier into the child's mouth.
The father and son still have a very tacit understanding, maybe when his son was in Lin Motong's belly, he took a lot of care of him, so the child still gave face without crying or making trouble, and ate half a bottle of milk in one go.
Then he spat out the pacifier and fell asleep again.
Tomorrow night couldn't help laughing, this kid really didn't have any defense against him, as long as he leaned on his side, he could always eat and sleep obediently.
The blood involvement between father and son is really a magical thing.
He put down the bottle and was about to carry the child upstairs, when Lin Motong ran down from the upstairs barefoot: "What about the child, my child?"
She panicked so much that it wasn't until she saw Ming Ye holding the child coldly that she rushed forward, took the child from him, and held it in her arms.
This feeling of loss made her heart panic, and it was not until the moment she hugged the baby that she finally calmed down.
"Young master, where are you going with the child" Lin Motong's eyes couldn't help but be vigilant.
I was really uneasy and apprehensive in my heart, after all, the child was not born normally, and he was born just to save Rui Rui.
What the people of the Ming family did to him, Lin Motong was not sure in her heart, what she was most afraid of was losing again.
Seeing her nervous appearance tonight, she said softly: "It's okay, he's hungry, I'll just take him downstairs to feed." ” Lin Motong looked down at the milk stains on the child's lips, and knew that Ming Yeleng didn't lie, so he breathed a sigh of relief. aa2705221: