Ye Mo stood beside the crib.

Dotingly looking at the blushing little guy who was sleeping.

The little one who is awake is completely different from the one who is asleep.

The awake little guy is very lively.

Very energetic.

It even gave Di Lieba a headache a lot of times.

And the sleeping little guy is like a quiet little princess, a little angel.

: Mama brand breastfeeding machine

In short.

No matter sleeping, awake, laughing or crying, Little Dudu is very cute.

She is the cutest little baby in the world.

This is a deep filter from the father of the hopeless daughter Nu.

Di Lieba woke up.

The first thing I did was look at the crib.

Ever since Little Dudu was born.

Her first reaction was to look at where Xiaodudu was.

Little Dudu looked at the crib from the crib.

Little Dudu was in Ye Mo’s arms, and looked into Ye Mo’s arms.

She saw Ye Mo’s figure.

No surprises.

If Ye Mo slept with Da Tiantian and the others at night.

It was early in the morning the next day.

Ye Mo would come to his room to see the little guy.

There has never been an exception.

Di Lieba was convinced.

It’s her instead.

It may not be possible to do this.

Although before the little guy was born.

She already knew that Ye Mo was a daughter slave.

After all, Ye Mo always said that he was going to have a daughter.

But still didn’t think of it.

Ye Mo was actually able to be so enslaved to this extent.

This is hopeless.

Ye Mo looked at the little guy with gentle eyes.

It was something she had never seen before.

Ye Mo has never looked at her with such gentle eyes.

She was so mad!

Di Lieba got out of bed angrily, and walked behind Ye Mo.

Good guy.

Ye Mo didn’t respond at all.

Sure enough, the whole person was completely obsessed with the little guy.

Completely shielded from outside movement.

Di Lieba’s hand reached out to Ye Mo’s soft waist.

Then rotate 90 degrees.

Ye Mo said without looking back: “Twisting me so early in the morning, why are you so nervous?” Di Lieba was so angry that she stepped up her efforts.

“You’re crazy, you come to see Dudu so early every day.”

Ye Mo said straightforwardly:

“I’m Dudu’s father, so it’s not normal to come to see Dudu, should I?

Di Lieba: “That’s not as early as you, and you still come to see it every day.”

Ye Mo said: “That’s because I love Dudu deeply.”

Di Lieba snorted: “…You mean that you don’t love me deeply anymore.” Ye Mo turned around, and seemed to pat Di Lieba.

Di Lieba softened immediately.

Ye Mo, that bastard, has already fully grasped her weakness.

Often use these weaknesses to “attack” her.

It’s really disgusting!

Ye Mo said: “Okay, go and wash up quickly, and then you have to feed the little guy.

Di Lieba was upset: “I dare say I’m just a breastfeeding machine.”

Ye Mo said with a smile, “Mom bought the (Zhao Dezhao) milk machine.”

Di Lieba rolled her eyes at Ye Mo.

But I still go to wash up.

The little guy wakes up every morning and drinks milk.

Usually she insists on breastfeeding.

Anyway.

The current milk powder cannot replace breast milk.

Breast milk is better for children.

Di Lieba just left for a while.

The little guy woke up.

Blinking and blinking, she looked at Ye Mo with big eyes.

She has a cute little look on her face.



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