At that time, he had not yet recovered his memory, so he was repulsed by him. If it must be calculated, perhaps, this is the legendary - aura disharmony.
He saw Leng Yunlin's paws on Mu Qingyu's shoulders, and the two were extremely close. Their daughter, still in Mu Qingyu's arms, blinked, suddenly looked at her mother, and cried again
——The foodie dumpling is hungry and wants milk.
"Baby, what's wrong? Did the diaper you just changed just poop again?" Leng Yunlin didn't like Mo Shaochen either, so he simply ignored him and paid attention to Leng Xiaotuanzi, who was like an uncle.
Pulling off the diaper, her bottom was very dry. She didn't pee or poop, and they were also around her, so they were probably hungry.
"You brat, you just finished pooping and you need to eat it!" Leng Yunlin pinched her little nose unceremoniously. This time, Leng Xiaotuanzi cried even louder.
"What's the matter? What's the matter?" In the room, Mu's mother heard her granddaughter's cry and came out. When she saw the little one crying, she asked immediately.
"It's okay, I'm probably hungry." Mu Qingyu picked up her daughter.
Only then did Mu's mother remember that she was in a hurry today and forgot to bring milk powder for the little one: "But the milk powder is gone."
"It's okay, I'll do it." Mu Qingyu's milk supply is quite sufficient, but the small dumplings are so palatable that she doesn't have enough, and occasionally she needs extra food.
"Breast milk is good, breast milk is good, Qingyu, come and feed your daughter." Leng Yunlin smiled. However, seeing a hint of obscenity in his kind and kind expression, Mu Qingyu was a little speechless.
Since he had to breastfeed the child, Mo Shaochen could no longer stay here. He glanced at the family of three, and finally withdrew his eyes and walked into the inner room.
Leng Yunlin's wish came true, and he suddenly felt refreshed. When he turned around, he saw Mu Qingyu hiding in the corner with his back to the door, pulling down his clothes, revealing a snow-white hill.
As if smelling the sweet smell, Leng Xiaotuanzi suddenly became energetic. Her little nose worked hard to sniff left and right until her mother picked her up and put her little mouth against her.
As soon as the foodie Xiaotuanzi smelled her mother's scent, she put her mouth to her mouth without saying a word and began to suck the sweet juice desperately.
It was not the first time that Leng Yunlin watched Mu Qingyu feed the dumplings, but it was the first time that he watched her feed the dumplings so seriously.
Mu Qingyu was wearing a loose sweater, and the close-fitting clothes underneath also had a wide collar. Sitting next to her, you could clearly see half of her beautiful curves. Maybe it was because she was breastfeeding her child.
The alluring fragrance of milk wafted from her body. Leng Yunlin, who had not eaten meat for a long time because his wife was pregnant and gave birth, could no longer walk in an instant.
Looking again, Leng Xiaotuanzi's small mouth has been sipping her mother's little mountain tightly, her big eyes are still open, and she is looking at the surrounding environment.
Not to mention, after being pregnant, this place is much plumper than usual. The alluring curvature, the white color, and the slight fragrance of milk... Leng Yunlin couldn't help but swallow a sip of water. Xiao
The dumplings tasted so delicious, he really wanted to taste them!
Maybe the father's gaze was so intense that the little guy who was eating could feel it. She frowned and was still sucking hard with her little mouth, but her big eyes had already turned around.