Roll at the apex of the paranoid emperor

Chapter 162 Do you think this is a hen laying eggs!

The girl carefully opened the little guy's mouth again.

The little guy frowned immaturely, then burrowed into Lan Jin'er's arms again, groping.

Lan Jin'er had completely collapsed, so she woke up the little milk bag softly.

The little guy opened his eyes drowsily, not yet fully awake, looked at Lan Jin'er, and said softly, "Mom, drink grandma..."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes again due to drowsiness, stretched out his two little devil claws to lift Lan Jiner's pajamas according to his own feeling.

Lan Jin'er watched her pajamas being lifted into her stomach by the little guy, and quickly pulled off her pajamas.

The little guy continued to make a somewhat unnatural expression tonight, and said softly to the little milk bag: "Cough... Xiao Jin'er, didn't you promise me not to drink breast milk again?"

The little guy opened his sleepy eyes and looked at Lan Jiner. Seeing Lan Jiner staring at him, the little guy started to feel scared.

After a while, the little guy shook his head at Lan Jin'er, "Hmm...it was drunk by the sleeping little Jin'er, not the baby."

Lan Jiner: "..."

She was speechless for this reason!

The little milk bag looked up at Lan Jin'er, blinked her big clear eyes, "Mom, why don't you have any milk?"

"..." Lan Jin'er explained softly, "Of course it's because my mother has never given birth to a baby as cute as you."

Little milk bag: "Will there be a grandma after giving birth to a baby?"

Lan Jin'er: "Yes, only after a baby can there be a grandma."

Little milk bag: "Then mom is giving birth now."

"..." Lan Jin'er choked.

Baby, do you think this is a hen laying eggs!
Lan Jin'er wrapped Xiaonai into her arms, avoiding this question, "Sleep and sleep."

The little milk bag raised her head from Lan Jin'er's arms, and said softly, "Baby can't sleep."

The little guy slept all afternoon, and now he chatted with her for a long time. I'm afraid he won't feel sleepy for a while.

The little milk bag raised her head and continued to ask Lan Jin'er, "Mom, is the baby born by father?"

"..." Lan Jin'er nodded, "Well, it was born by your father."

Anyway, it was the seed planted by Han Xiaonian, so it doesn't matter if it was born by him.

raw!

biological!
The little face of the little milk bag pulled down slightly, and curled its lips in grievance, "Then why doesn't daddy have milk? He never feeds the baby..."

"..." Lan Jin'er had a mouthful of old blood stuck in her throat.

Lan Jin'er had no way to explain to the little milk bag, so she had to choose to escape, "I'll go down and give you a thermos of milk."

The little milk bag shook his head, "The baby is not thirsty, drinking milk at night will wet the bed!"

Lan Jin'er thought that what the little milk bag said made sense, so she decided not to warm the milk for the little milk bag, and stop his little mouth for a hundred thousand reasons.

The little milk bag stretched out a chubby little white hand, and poked Lan Jin'er's chest, "Daddy is not fat here."

This little guy's question made Lan Jin'er's face turn red, "Shut up and drink milk."

In case the little naibao Tong Yan Wuji said any more scary words, Lan Jin'er lifted up her clothes and gagged the little guy's mouth.

……

The next morning, Xiao Naibao woke up very early.

Seeing that Lan Jin'er hadn't woken up yet, Naibao was playing alone on the bed.

Seeing Lan Jin'er frowning and showing signs of waking up, the little milk bag called out sweetly and obediently: "Mom."

Lan Jin'er looked at the little guy full of energy and radiance, staring at her with round eyes flickering, pinching the center of her brows with a headache.

Blame her!

(End of this chapter)