Wealthy Marriage Colors: The President's Wife is Too Charming

Chapter 485
Chen Yanmo, who was beaten by his son, decided to defend his precarious family status.

Isn't it just a young baby who can't even speak?Is he still afraid that he will fail?
An Xiao went upstairs and put the child into the crib, and Chen Yanmo followed behind.

The child was born prematurely unexpectedly, and the breast milk could not keep up, and the daily amount was not enough for him to eat.Simply do not use breast milk, breastfeeding with whole milk.

In order to take care of the child and drink milk at night, a water heater was installed in his room.An Xiao put Junyan on the bed, ready to make milk for him, when he turned around, he bumped into a hard and broad chest.

Chen Yanmo looked down at the things in her hand, "Are you going to breastfeed the baby?"

An Xiao gave a "hmm" and walked to the cabinet where the milk powder was stored.Before the hand touched the milk powder bucket, the bottle in the other hand was taken away.

"How much milk powder to put?"

The lid on the milk powder bucket was lifted, and he stared at the milky white powder inside the bucket.Junyi's brows were slightly frowned, as if he was a little embarrassed.

An Xiao was just stunned, and he snatched the things from her hands, and took the initiative to take over the task of taking care of the children.The lofty, indifferent and ruthless Chen Yanmo actually has such a warm side.

An Xiao suddenly smiled and curled her lips.Facing his serious expression, which seemed to be a headache for a big project, he gave guidance in a soft voice.

"Use a spoon of milk powder, add three spoons into it, and then heat the water."

"Milk powder spoon, where is the milk powder spoon?"

An Xiao pointed to a small box next to the milk powder bucket, "You open that box, and that pale yellow plastic spoon will be there."

Chen Yanmo put down the baby bottle in his hand, and scooped out the milk powder as he said.Open the lid of the bottle, put the spoon into the bucket, and take a spoonful.

"No, you are too rare."

He frowned, looking at the spoonful of milk powder in his hand. "I know, three spoons."

Really.He didn't say that he only scooped up a spoonful.Are you still afraid that he will starve her baby bump? He is not such a stingy person, so he would not care about a child.

"No, I'm not saying you don't have enough. Nor. Just not enough."

Chen Yanmo tried hard to think about An Xiao's words, but he couldn't figure it out.This moment is enough, and this moment is not enough, how should he understand?

An Xiao was also dizzy by herself, so she simply held his hand and taught by example.

"To do this, pile the spoon full."

While speaking, the spoon had already been put into the bucket by An Xiao holding his hand.With a little force in her hand, the flat spoonful of milk powder rolled around from the pile of milk powder and turned into a tall hill.

The delicate skin of her palm was pressed against it, and her warm body temperature was transmitted to his skin, and his heart suddenly felt a little itchy as if it had been caressed by a goose feather.

"Did you see that? It's just like a spoon full of hills." The milk powder was poured into the bottle, she let go, but Chen Yanmo didn't respond.

"Keep scooping, there are still two scoops left."

Chen Yanmo lowered his eyes, "Yeah" absent-mindedly scooped up two more spoonfuls.

He was about to get the boiling water, but An Xiao asked him to wait. "The temperature of the water for making milk powder should not be too high. Let me try it. The water temperature is 60-70 degrees is the best."

An Xiao took some from the cup, tipped the cup, and put his lips against the rim to test the temperature.

"It's too hot. I'll take a cup first, let it dry, and wait for the temperature to drop before flushing."

"How much water is a spoonful of milk powder?"

"A scoop of 30ml milk powder."

Chen Yanmo frowned, "It's only 90ml, isn't it too little?"

An Xiao wanted to laugh a little.

This man was naively jealous of his son just now, but now he has a fatherly face.That way, she looks like she is an abusive stepmother who will deliberately withhold the children's food.

"The baby drank a little too much before, and he is not very hungry now. I just took him out to bask in the sun for a while, and played in the yard for a while. He was dazed and fell asleep without giving her milk. I'm sure I'll be hungry and cry later."

Everything An Xiao said was very new to Chen Yanmo.

The child has only such a small ball, limp, and can't even speak. How will he convey the message that he is hungry and sleepy?In other words, what is An Xiao's basis for judging?
Before he could ask, An Xiao smiled and said: "When he is usually awake, his eyes are always wide open, shining brightly, and he keeps looking at the things around him. As long as he is sleepy, his eyelids will not be the same as before. The vitality in his eyes, and the searching look in his eyes also became dimmed."

An Xiao reached out to touch the cup and felt that the water temperature was right. He poured warm water into the bottle, closed the lid and shook it gently.

"Then how do you judge that he is hungry?"

An Xiao shook the bottle in his hand, and looked sideways at the child who was biting his finger on the bed.Pass the bottle to Chen Yanmo's hand, "Shake it." Go over and take out the fingers from his mouth.

"He likes to gnaw his fingers when he's hungry." An Xiao smiled slightly. "Other children bite their fingers regardless of the occasion. He only bites when he's hungry. Sometimes when he's really hungry, he just burst into tears." .”

Junyan was still struggling on the bed, took away his right hand, and he raised his left hand to bite again.An Xiao patiently took out the fingers in his mouth.

"The child has a fixed time to drink milk. When the time comes, he will read it even if he is not very hungry."

Pressing those restless little hands on his chest with one hand, he looked back at Chen Yanmo, and stretched out his hand in front of him.

"Give me the bottle."

Taking the bottle, An Xiao let go of the hand that was pressing on Junyan's chest, and tilted the bottle so that the milk inside leaned towards the nipple.I reached out and touched it, feeling a little hot.

"Look at him and don't allow him to bite his fingers."

Chen Yanmo nodded, and waited for An Xiao to turn around to ice milk before sitting down by the bed.While she didn't see it, she quietly pinched Jun Yan's face.

She had never taken care of him in such a meticulous manner before, Junyan's treatment was much better than he didn't know.I have to say, he was really envious.

Chen Yanmo thought sourly: Why does his wife always want to avoid him, but treat this kid so well?The more I thought about it, the more sad I felt, I couldn't help pinching my son's tender face, thinking about it and pinching again.

Children's skin is tender, and red marks can be pinched with a light pinch.

Although Chen Yanmo was jealous of his son's treatment in his heart, he couldn't bear to be cruel to him, but he just pinched him or her gently to relieve the resentment in his heart.

With the previous lessons, Chen Yanmo's strikes were really light.This son was born to be naive, and after he finished pinching once, he started to flatten his mouth, and when he finished pinching the second time, he burst into tears with a "wow".

An Xiao was preparing to breastfeed the baby, when she turned her head and saw Chen Yanmo's "devil claws" who had not yet arrived and had withdrawn, her face immediately darkened.

"Chen Yanmo, can you not be so naive?" She gave him a hard look, pushed him aside, picked up the child and nursed him.

Chen Yanmo touched his nose and sighed.With a son, it is true that the status is not guaranteed.

(End of this chapter)