My wife is squeamish

Chapter 1511 The father and son who confronted each other

"Then I don't want it either, you think beautifully." An Zhi hugged the baby in his arms tightly, and hid to the side, as if he was afraid that he would snatch it.

Gong Zhan was a little helpless, and raised his hand, "I'm just offering an opinion, not trying to snatch the child from you."

"Who knows, you may be talking about it now, and you will be taken away by me in a while." An Zhi turned his back to him and hid far away.

It seemed that he was really afraid that he would come to snatch it.

Gong Zhan didn't know what to say about her, he looked at the little bun who was pulling at her skirt, and tried to rub her forward a little bit.

Said, "Little guy, he looks hungry, little brother, go and make some milk powder for him."

An Zhi turned his head to look at him, and he knew what he was up to. This was not the first time he had hinted like this. It was just when he was born.

Also found a nanny back.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but get a little angry, "I should have fed the baby in the first place, and the milk powder is just a supplement. Don't go too far."

During this period of time, while the child was asleep at night, he had tasted it secretly and did not know how many times.

This is still addictive, right?

"Cough, I didn't mean that." Gong Zhan touched his nose, feeling hot that a lie had been exposed.

"Huh~"

An Zhi didn't say much, just gave him a word and asked him to reflect on himself.

This will also feed the little bun behind his back.

Gong Zhan watched from behind, his eyes were about to sparkle, but he couldn't go forward directly, the little guy was still angry.

It's better not to provoke at the moment.

She was obedient at night.

I don't know if his gaze was too hot, An Zhi put the baby down after a while, and while arranging the clothes, he directed Gong Zhan, "Go make some milk powder."

"Okay." Gong Zhan immediately stood up.

He has been a father for almost a month, and he has already learned how to make milk powder for his children.

Boiled water and cold boiled water are always ready. They are all put together, and after a little mixing, you can make milk powder. Gong Zhan can do it with ease.

The more An Zhi looked at it, the more disgusted she became.

There is no purpose in practicing this familiarity. In order to achieve his own purpose, this man sometimes really puts his mind to it. He can be so proficient in making milk powder for his son.

Gong Zhan was done quickly, and he came over with the bottle and handed it to her, "It's ready, can you test the temperature?"

An Zhi squeezed a little and dripped it on the back of his hand. He felt it was not too hot, so he carefully stuffed it into Gong Mo's grinning little mouth. It was easy for him to feed.

He opened his mouth and bit it directly, holding the bottle with his two little hands and refusing to put it down.

I'm afraid it ran away.

"It's really edible." Gong Zhan stared at it for a while, feeling a little disgusted.

"It's still called edible. You haven't seen anything more edible. Our baby eats very little." She joined a group of mothers before, and they called it edible.

Their babies only drink one bottle, and others drink one and a half bottles, and some are even more powerful, so they are fed two bottles directly.

The time is only half an hour apart.

I'm not afraid to spoil the child, if you want her to say, just drink enough.

Hearing what she said, Gong Zhan frowned slightly, feeling that something was wrong, "Otherwise, let's hire a nutritionist for the baby. I think they have received professional training and should know more about how much to eat and drink. Some."

An Zhi scratched his face, "It makes sense."

After all, they are all first-time parents, and they still don't understand many things, just relying on some 01:30 points they heard from others.

None of the three mothers in their family know how to raise children.

It belongs to the rough one.

She didn't care about her son very much, and couldn't offer any better suggestions at all, so she asked her to keep the child warm and not starve him, all she said was nonsense.

The milk powder is still prepared from the milk powder jar and checked online.

These mothers don't even know how much water is needed to make milk powder, and they are even more confused about how much to put in, which shows that it is not reliable at all.

I know a lot about confinement.

What to eat and drink after giving birth, and how to replenish the body are different every day.

It can be seen how miserable the few men in the family had when they were young. It is not easy for each of them to grow so tall. None of these women is reliable.

But looking at them, it seems that they have not grown crooked at all.

"What are you thinking? If you agree, my little brother will send someone to find a suitable candidate in a while." Gong Zhan leaned over to kiss her cheek.

Gong Mo in An Zhi's arms groaned, opened his eyes and saw it, biting his pacifier with a lotus-like small mouth, and burst into tears.

"..."

"You should stay away from me, your son doesn't want to see you kissing me." An Zhi felt helpless, "Hey, tell me, does he resemble you?"

Jealousy is as strong as it is, and jealous at every turn.

Grinding his teeth, Gong Zhan said harshly, "I don't care if he looks like it, I want to kiss."

Saying that, he turned An Zhi's face, kissed her hard on the lips, and then looked at Gong Mo provocatively, with a gesture of 'continue to cry if you have the ability'.

An Zhi couldn't help but rolled his eyes hard, and bumped him with his elbow, "Don't provoke him, okay, go and disturb my son to fill his stomach."

"Look, he hasn't cried yet." Gong Zhan poked his little face.

He was bumped by An Zhi's elbow again, "Don't touch him, he will be upset if you touch him."

The boy didn't like his father at all.

"I'm his father, what happens when he touches him, you're used to it." Gong Zhan hated this newborn son while loving him.

An Zhi held the bottle to make him drink more comfortably.

Gong Mo Heishuishui's eyes have been staring at Gong Zhan without blinking, as if to prevent him from kissing him again. Mommy.

An Zhi didn't know why such a young child was so stingy, "He's still so young, how can I get used to it, but he seems to know a lot of things."

"You forgot, what did you pass on to him?" Gong Zhan raised his eyebrows, hugging her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder, enjoying this rare and comfortable afternoon.

He doesn't want to care about anything outside now.

Anyway, the arrangement is almost the same.

An Zhi thought for a while, and understood what he meant, and understood why Gu Yang was so obsessed with this child.

If he said that, he should have another move, "Little brother, let's go live at Grandpa's house, it's safer to live at Grandpa's house."

She was talking about the Mu family.

Gong Zhan paused, "Will it bother them too much?"

"How could it be? Grandpa told me several times, asking me to take the child back to live for a while, and someone will take care of me at home. I'm really worried about living here."

Although the little brother has really done a good job, no matter how tight your precautions are, you can't compare to others.

He has a heart, and there are many things he can do.

(End of this chapter)