The little milk bag sat very close to him. The child's body was originally very delicate. When he came closer, Luo Yibei felt that there was a meat ball leaning against him.
The little girl was not polite at all. After sitting down next to him, she raised her little hand and started giving instructions:
"Uncle, I want this! And this!"
"The porridge is too hot. My baby will get burned. You should blow it on for me first!"
"There are fishes too. Baby hasn't learned how to pick fish on his own yet. You have to help me!"
"There are also fruits. If you accidentally swallowed the ones with seeds, my aunt won't tell you! I'll also trouble uncle!"
He said it was troublesome, but actually he didn't feel troublesome at all when he said these words.
He directed Luo Yibei to do this and that, which seemed to be a matter of course.
Luo Yibei's eyes twitched.
Shameless!
It’s really fun!
Did you forget all about last night's resentment and hatred as soon as you got up
The little girl glanced at him calmly from the corner of her eye, and didn't think there was anything wrong with her words. She raised her head with a smile and called him sweetly, "Uncle~"
His subtext is that he is still waiting for him!
Luo Yibei had a bad look on his face. He didn't know how to take care of children at all. He felt that such tedious things were not done by men at all.
However, his face was ugly, and he still stiffly helped Xiao Naibao handle breakfast in the same way.
His movements were particularly meticulous, as if he was afraid that he had failed to do something well.
Sha Xingbao was actually sitting next to him, looking at him like this calmly, with an expression as if his jaw was about to drop.
"Brother, how about I do it?"
"It's okay." Luo Yibei responded to him lightly, and brought the slightly cooled porridge with some fish to Xiao Naibao's hand.
The corner of the little girl's mouth raised with a hint of satisfaction, and she crossed her short legs and gave him a thumbs up.
Then, he said, "Although your face is a little cold, you look a little too unfriendly, and a little scary, but my uncle should be a good dad!"
The corners of Luo Yibei's lips curled up coldly, and what he was thinking in his mind was, I want you to say it
However, considering the fragile mind of Little Meat Ball, he did not say this.
The little milk bag did not cause any trouble for the rest of the breakfast. He obediently let Luo Yibei finish his breakfast, and then went to play with toys alone.
There were many toys for him in the palace, and there were a lot of them on display.
The little girl was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, surrounded by a lot of toys. In her hand was the car model that Luo Yibei stared at last night.
Luo Yibei thought about the scent of his car, frowned slightly, and walked towards him in a few steps.
Sitting next to the little milk bag, he leaned his body closer to the little milk bag. It seemed like he was sitting in an intimate position, but he was actually smelling the fragrance of the little milk bag.
He wanted to smell it to see if it smelled like orange blossom.
However, I couldn't smell anything except the fragrance of milk.
Luo Yibei frowned slightly.
Taking the toy model out of his hand, he stared at it and asked, pretending to be nonchalant, "Who gave this toy to me?"
Xiao Naoyin snorted lightly and replied to him with a bit of contempt, "What? You like it too?"
Luo Yibei's eyes twitched, "Uncle has long passed the age of playing with toys."
"Otherwise?" Xiao Naibao continued to ask.
"Just asking casually, I just think it looks good and I'm curious." Luo Yi Beiyun Danfeng replied to him lightly.