Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1356 - 1395: Jun Moyan: Mommy Loves to Drink, Too

He reached out and took a tissue from the bedside table, gently wiping away the little one’s tears, softly coaxing him.

"Who just cried?"

"Which little crybaby was crying?"

As if knowing Jun Moyan was talking to him, the little one drinking his milk responded with a couple of nasal "hums," sounding adorably aggrieved after his tears.

"Was it An’an?"

"Was An’an the one who cried?" Jun Moyan smiled as he talked to him, loving the sound of his small whines.

The little one held the bottle with his two fair, tender hands, staring at Jun Moyan with eyes as round as glass without a blink.

"Is it tasty?"

"Mommy likes drinking it too."

"Mommy, just like An’an, loves to drink."

Jun Moyan fed him milk while keeping him company through conversation.

Typically quiet and reserved, he found himself talking endlessly to the little guy who couldn’t speak yet, thoroughly enjoying it.

It seemed the little one was really hungry, drinking energetically and quickly finishing a bottle, his mouth still smacking as though not quite satisfied.

But Jun Moyan dared not give him more, fearing he’d overdrink and feel stuffed.

"An’an is amazing, finishing it all up."

Seeing the little one’s good appetite, Jun Moyan was overjoyed, even happier than if it had been his own appetite.

Unable to resist, he leaned in to sniff the baby’s mouth, the familiar scent of milk deepening the softness in Jun Moyan’s eyes.

"Now you smell just like mommy," Jun Moyan said with a smile.

Although it was his first time caring for a baby, he knew the little one only needed milk and couldn’t eat solid food, or else he might foolishly ask Xiaocha to cook a whole meal for him.

"Mmm mmm..." The well-fed, satisfied little one kicked his small feet in Moyan’s arms, waving his tiny hands energetically.

Having just eaten, Jun Moyan wanted him to move a bit more to help digest.

But for Jun Moyan, a first-time baby holder, the little one felt like a piece of delicate tofu in his arms, making him cautious even with his breath, fearing he might accidentally hurt him.

He only knew to cradle the little one horizontally, not daring to try any other position or make any sudden moves.

So he held him this way, chatting and playing to keep him happy.

The little one, feeling content after feeding, behaved exceptionally well, not crying or fussing, just playing along with Jun Moyan.

Every time he heard the baby’s hums and laughs, Jun Moyan’s heart melted.

After playing for several minutes, thinking he must have digested enough, he placed the little one in the middle of the bed.

"Good An’an, wait for daddy a moment, daddy is going to get some water to wipe you clean."

Jun Moyan gave the little one a kiss on the cheek, then got up to head to the bathroom for water to clean him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped away, the little one began to fuss and cry.

"An’an, what’s wrong?" Jun Moyan rushed back upon hearing the cries.

He came over, and the baby stopped crying.

Thinking everything was fine after coaxing him, Jun Moyan tried to leave again, only for the baby to start crying once more.

Realizing he cried because he couldn’t see him, Jun Moyan couldn’t bear to leave.

He carried the little one into the bathroom.

"You’re just like your mommy, love to stick to me, getting upset if you can’t see me. Did you learn this from mommy?"

"Hoo hoo~" The little one sucked on his hand, whimpered a couple of times, sounding like he was complaining about Jun Moyan for leaving him earlier.