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Chapter 52 Jiang Fan
Just as An Nianbei was in a hurry, a gentle voice suddenly came from beside him.

An Nianbei patted the child and looked over, he was a young man, wearing a blue suit that looked very expensive, and the watch on his wrist was very valuable at first glance.

"Please help me make milk powder, thank you."

A one-year-old child weighs about twenty catties, so An Nianbei couldn't make milk powder well while holding Jingjing.

That person had a very good temper. He took the bottle and asked, "How should I drink it? I have no experience."

An Nianbei slightly turned her body to the side, and pointed to the bottle with her finger: "Scoop three scoops of milk powder, then add water to this place, and shake it clockwise."

According to An Nianbei's instructions, the man started making milk powder step by step.

When the man was making milk powder, not only An Nianbei stared closely, but Jing Jing also stared closely.

After the person finished washing, he handed over the bottle.

An Nianbei took it, and bent her eyes: "Thank you~"

"It's just a hands-on effort."

When Jiang Fan withdrew his hand, he happened to meet Jing Jing's ignorant gaze, and opened his mouth to exaggerate.

"This little guy looks really good-looking, his eyes seem to be inlaid with thousands of stars, very bright."

An Nianbei tested the temperature of the milk powder for the child. She had a very good attitude towards the person who just helped her: "I also think my baby looks good, but I don't know if it will become disabled in the future."

In An Nianbei's dictionary, there has never been a word of humility.

What's more, when others praised her daughter for her good looks, she was even more proud.

Jiang Fan was taken aback by this. Chinese people have always been characterized by simplicity and modesty. Even if they are praised by others, they have to shirk it first.

The woman in front of her was strange, not hypocritical at all.

"Is this your child?"

Jiang Fan couldn't believe it. Although the person in front of him was wearing a mask, his figure and temperament didn't look like someone who had given birth.

An Nianbei nodded, handed Jing Jing the milk whose temperature had been measured, and watched the child sip, then she looked up at Jiang Fan again.

"Yes, this is my daughter."

When mentioning her daughter, she exudes the brilliance of motherhood all over her body, which is so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off for a while.

Jiang Fan stared into her eyes, stunned for a while, then looked away embarrassedly in the next second, raised his hand and touched his ear: "I didn't expect you to be so young, and the child is so big."

An Nianbei smiled, and didn't answer his question, but just bowed his head and patted Jingjing on the back.

Jiang Fan looked over silently, and what caught his eyes was the broken hair around his ears, and the fair neck without neck lines.

Although the woman is wearing a mask, the exposed skin and her delicate eyebrows make her look like a beautiful girl no matter what.

Jiang Fan's eyes fell on the woman's hand patting the child again.

Slender fingers, white and tender like green onions, really perfect.

After drinking the milk powder, Jing Jing became a little better, holding the bottle and looking at this and that.

It was the first time for the little guy to fly on a plane, and he was very curious about everything, and the bottle in his hand suddenly became smelly, so he threw it aside.

If he insisted on standing up to watch, An Nianbei had no choice but to change her position and let her stand on his lap and make a fuss.

Jing Jing looked left and right for a while, and then his eyes suddenly fell on Jiang Fan again.

Jiang Fan also looked directly at her, and after a few seconds, one big and one small looked at each other affectionately, Jing Jing suddenly opened his hand towards him.

Those eyes seemed to say: please hug me immediately.

Seeing her daughter's actions, An Nianbei couldn't laugh or cry, and wanted to change her direction, but unexpectedly, Jiang Fan stretched out his hand directly: "She seems to want me to hug her, if you don't mind, let me hug her .”

For strangers, An Nianbei didn't really want him to hold his child, but Jingjing insisted on opening his hand, and his little mouth was already pouted slightly.

There is a tendency to burst into tears if Jiang Fan doesn't let her hug her.

Just now Jingjing's crying has already affected the people around him, An Nianbei doesn't want to do it again.

Looking at Jiang Fan, seeing his open eyes, his heart was slightly at ease, and then he hugged Jing Jing: "Jing Jing is a bit naughty, thank you."

Jiang Fan didn't take her words seriously, how many children are obedient?
After Jiang Fan hugged Jingjing, little Anjing didn't make a fuss like she was in her mother's arms. Instead, she sat down obediently, stared at Jiang Fan for a long time, then turned her head again, stretched out her hand and wanted to get the bottle .

An Nianbei hurriedly handed over the bottle, and then the little guy became quiet again. After taking a few sips of milk, his eyelids started to fight. It seemed that he wanted to sleep when he was full.

Seeing her daughter like this, An Nianbei felt a little helpless, wouldn't it be nice to breastfeed in her arms?

Seeing that Jingjing was about to fall asleep, An Nianbei lowered his voice: "Sir, the child seems to be going to sleep, let me hug her."

Jiang Fan looked down, the little guy's eyes were closed, but his little mouth was still moving from time to time.

The milk dumpling in his arms was soft and fragrant all over, which made Jiang Fan a little fond of it.

But the child's mother spoke up, and he couldn't refuse.

So he deliberately slowed down his movements, and hugged Jing Jing in the direction of An Nianbei.

An Nianbei had just put his hands under Jingjing's waist, but the little guy who was already asleep suddenly opened his eyes, looked at his mother's enlarged face, and burst into tears, pushing An Nian with both hands and feet. Bei, I don't want her to hug me.

This cry successfully aroused the dissatisfaction of the people around, and they all looked over.

An Nianbei was embarrassed and anxious, but the child was still not allowed to be hugged. If she forced her to come over, she might cry and howl for a while.

"Let me hug you for a while, it looks like the little guy likes me a lot."

Originally, Jiang Fan was also reluctant to return the little guy, but seeing this scene, he had reason to hold Xiaotuanzi in his arms again.

An Nianbei nodded, that was the only way.

Then Jiang Fan carried Jing Jing over again, imitating what An Nianbei did just now, and gently patted her on the back.

Xiao Anjing seemed to feel safe. After hiccupping, she hugged the bottle again.

After taking a few sips, I began to close my eyes again, just like before.

The crying just now seemed like An Nianbei's hallucination.

Seeing Jingjing's miraculous operation, An Nianbei was really speechless.

It had never happened before that she didn't want her to be hugged. What happened today?
Could it be that Jiang Fan's arms are more fragrant than hers?

After the incident just now, An Nianbei didn't say that he wanted to bring Jingjing over.

Jiang Fan didn't say to let the child go, but let Jing Jingan sleep peacefully in Jiang Fan's arms.

After the child fell asleep, An Nianbei reached out to take out the bottle.

Then she looked at Jingjing's slightly opened mouth, her eyes were full of kindness, and then she looked at Jiang Fan again.

"Sir, now that the child is fast asleep, let me hold it."

Although the child is small, it is true that the arms are sore after being held for a long time.

(End of this chapter)