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Chapter 147 Invoking Fu Shaoyang

Fu Shaoyang's eyebrows twitched, and before Ye Wenxin continued to speak at length, accusing him of being irresponsible and unqualified, he interrupted her: "Stop talking, can I feed you?"

Ye Wenxin waited for his words, and immediately stuffed her son into his arms, "Okay, then you come."

The little thing is four months old, and he already has a lot of strength in his body, and he struggles non-stop when he cries.

Then the feeding bottle was stuffed into his hand again, and Ye Wenxin acted as the commander beside him: "You move gently, this is your son, don't be so stiff."

The way he held his son was like going to the guillotine.

Fu Shaoyang's face was ashen, he couldn't get to the point where he wasn't stiff, and Ye Wenxin said it a few times, but there was no way to correct his posture and hand strength.

So much so that Ye Wenxin pointed out for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out, but he tossed his son enough.

"Okay, okay, give him milk first and then talk about whether he is stiff or not. Didn't you see your son crying more fiercely than before?" When Fu Shaoyang said this, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

She never knew that raising a son required so much attention, but she spoke the truth, and used his identity as Yan Yan's father to suppress him.

Otherwise, Fu Shaoyang wouldn't do it himself, even if it was someone else's mouth.

The corner of Ye Wenxin's mouth twitched, don't think she couldn't see it, he was in a hurry. "Okay, then you can try the temperature, if you don't think it's hot, you can let your son eat it."

"How do you try?" Could it be that he still needs to take a sip?
When Fu Shaoyang thought about it, his face turned green.

He doesn't like dairy products, including pure milk. If he wants to taste the temperature himself, he chooses to die on the spot.

Seeing him deflated, Ye Wenxin felt refreshed for a while, feeling like a farmer turned into a landlord, "Squeeze a little on the back of your hand, and feel the heat."

Fortunately, it was not as perverted as Fu Shaoyang imagined.

It's just that Fu Shaoyang couldn't bear the milky smell when he thought of pouring goat milk on his hands, "Stretch out your hand."

"No, since you've already taken this step, you have to do it yourself!" Ye Wenxin refused his request confidently.

Fu Shaoyang was so angry that his teeth itched, he tested the temperature with a dark face and followed her instructions, and when she asked, he said blankly that the temperature was just right.

"Just right? Does it mean you can drink it for your son?"

"Ah."

Ye Wenxin took it over and tried it out for herself, and her pretty face changed in the next second: "It's just your size, this temperature is too high, it will burn your son, okay?"

Mr. Fu, who is omnipotent and majestic in the mall, is now despised and useless.

"Forget it, forget it, I'll do it myself!" Ye Wenxin gave up. Fu Shaoyang was obviously not a baby daddy, so she couldn't gamble with her son.

So, when Mrs. Fu knocked on the door and came in, what she saw was just such a scene of jumping around.

Especially his son, whose face was as dark as someone else owed him hundreds of millions. She was immediately amused: "What's the matter? I heard Banyan's crying downstairs."

Then I couldn't help but came up to take a look, only to see my son's deflated expression.

When Ye Wenxin saw her, she immediately told the whole story. Mrs. Fu was a little surprised, "Oh, is it true? You actually managed to make him breastfeed Yanyan?"

"Daughter-in-law, you still have the ability, so I can't command him!" Mrs. Fu not only didn't blame Ye Wenxin for ordering her son, but also encouraged her to order Fu Shaoyang to do these jobs more often!

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