"What should I do?" The female special guard was almost collapsed. She looked down at the child on the shaker, "I really can't coax him. He may know that I am not his mother, so he doesn't like me..."

But the Lord also told me not to let the child die...

The female special caregiver continued to complain, "I have to kick me for a long time when I feed him a milk. I always have to change my clothes every time I feed him..."

"We have nothing to do!" The Death Soldiers could send him away quickly. The little ancestor could make the adult cry when he made a fuss. He waved his hand, "Pick him up quickly, we are about to go to the airport."

The female special guard had no choice but to bend down to hug her. However, her hands just touched the child in the shaking bed. The little guy's white and fat limbs immediately began to flick. His beautiful little face wrinkled, and he opened his throat and cried desperately, "Wow—"

The female special nurse hurriedly covered her ears. After hearing this for several months, she was going crazy. "I can't stand it anymore... Whoever can hug him or her? Anyway, I won't go to Feipa."

“…”

Several dead soldiers looked at each other, but could not miss the plane, so they had to step forward with a tough bullet.

The results are obvious—

Whenever they slowly approach the shaker, as soon as they stretch out their hands, the little guy seemed to feel like he was about to be picked up and immediately opened his mouth and cried!

“Wow—Wow—”

The loud cry could almost break the eardrums.

Everyone ended in failure.

Dead men, "..."

This kid has been so energetic in just a few months, and he will be fine when he grows up...

The skilled dead soldiers were dizzy by a baby.

Assistant Guo stood by and watched. When they were almost clamored by the magical crying, they suddenly spoke, "Will that... let me hold him to try?"

A dead soldier covered his ears and turned around, "Do you hug me?"

Assistant Guo nodded, "Yes, I have brought my daughter before, have experience, and... I know this child's parents, and he may be more friendly to me."

The Dead Soldier didn't care about his mention of these things. Now the most important thing is to make the little devil stop crying, "Then you go and try it."

With permission, Assistant Guo hurried over. He stood beside the shaking bed and looked down at the crying child inside.

He has only been a few months old and is still very young, but his small face is very beautiful and has delicate facial features, especially his big black eyes. When he squints, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and his natural peach-blue eyes are born.

When Assistant Guo bent down, the little guy opened his eyes and kept looking at him. There was no fear in his clear and watery eyes, but instead seemed to be full of curiosity.

The soft and tender little mouth was squeaking, and there was saliva at the corner of his mouth.

Assistant Guo's heart was soft and he said softly, "Hi, boy, I am your Uncle Guo. I know your father. His name is Mo Yaochen and your mother. Her name is Bei Wanxing. No matter where you will be in the future, you must remember their names..."

"Hey!" The dead man next to him was about to ask him to hug Moji quickly, but a surprising scene appeared-

As soon as Assistant Guo finished speaking, he saw that the little guy who was still crying loudly suddenly stopped crying. He opened his eyes wide and raised his chubby little hands excitedly...

"He is laughing?" the female special guard shouted in surprise, widening her eyes, "This child actually laughed..."

The dead soldiers were also surprised and hurriedly looked at Assistant Guo, "Hey, what did you say to this child just now? He actually laughed when he heard it..."
Chapter completed!