Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1360 - 1399: The Picky Little One
Who knew that as soon as he placed the little guy on the sofa and walked a few steps away, out of the little guy’s sight, the little guy immediately started crying and turned his head to look at him.
The smiles on Qing Yi and Bai Yi’s faces were replaced by panic as the sudden crying scared them into a fluster, leaving them at a loss as they called out for Third Young Master.
Jun Moyan was startled back by the first sound of crying from the little guy. He quickly picked the little guy up again, soothing repeatedly, "Good boy, An’an, Daddy is here, Daddy hasn’t left, An’an don’t cry."
The little guy, nestled back into his arms, quickly stopped crying, pouting with tear-filled eyes and looking at Jun Moyan, his tiny eyebrows furrowed together, a small hand tightly clutching Jun Moyan’s shirt.
Seeing his tear-streaked, aggrieved expression, Jun Moyan’s heart throbbed, his brows furrowing with the heartbreak visibly written on his face.
An’an’s crying face is just like Xiaoguai’s.
Jun Moyan’s face showed an indistinct mixture of happiness and sorrow, as he muttered, "Such a crybaby, just like your mom."
Seeing the little guy stop crying, Qing Yi and Bai Yi breathed a sigh of relief and then laughed.
"Young Master recognizing people so well at such a young age, truly clever," Qing Yi said smiling.
The bond through blood is truly fascinating. Though the little master was sent back just yesterday and hadn’t seen Jun Moyan for at least three months, he wasn’t unfamiliar at all.
After wiping away the little guy’s tears and calming him, Jun Moyan instructed Qing Yi to get a basin of water.
After washing his right hand clean, he took a little spoon, holding the little guy in one arm while feeding him.
Maybe the formula milk wasn’t filling enough; despite drinking a full bottle over an hour ago, the little guy was eating with relish right now.
While sipping happily, his eyes lit up as he looked at Jun Moyan and smiled, clearly very fond of him.
The little guy was quite picky, sometimes eating with a frown, sometimes happily eating, and outright spitting out anything he didn’t like.
It made Jun Moyan and the other men hold their breath each time he fed the little guy with yet another new food, watching intently.
Everyone was wondering if he would smile or frown, if the food would go down or be spit out.
Their expressions changed along with the little guy’s.
It was both amusing and nerve-wracking.
The little guy was indeed picky, disliking far more foods than he liked.
It seems in terms of eating habits, the little guy didn’t inherit Wen Xiao’ai’s good habit of being non-picky about food.
Qing Yi even started jotting down notes on which foods the little guy disliked and which he liked.
After feeding, Qing Yi noticed that Jun Moyan always held the little guy in the same way, obviously with the clumsy gestures of a newbie, holding him stiffly, preventing the little guy from turning or getting up several times.
Having done his homework the night before, Qing Yi quickly researched several ways to hold a baby and showed them to Jun Moyan.
Jun Moyan learned by following the examples and finally changed the little guy from being held stiffly against his side.
"Qing Yi, later prepare some cameras for me, along with plenty of memory cards."
He intended to photograph and record An’an’s every day growth and fun moments.
So when Xiaoguai returns, he can show her and make sure she knows everything about An’an.
To prevent her from feeling lost and thinking she missed out.
"Okay. Do you need me to find some professional photographers?" Qing Yi asked after agreeing. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
"No, I want to do it myself."
