Report to the captain: Your predecessor has boarded

At the moment when Jiang Miaomiao reached out to get the paper towel, Yan Sheng suddenly stretched out his bracelet, held her waist, held the person on his leg, looked at Jiang Miaomiao and said.

Jiang Miaomiao didn't swallow some of the things in his mouth. He couldn't speak. He had to look at the person in front of him and swallow the things in his mouth.

"Why are you..."

Before Jiang Miaomiao finished, Yan Sheng grabbed some mahjong hands on his hands, put them to his mouth, and gently licked the salad dressing between her fingers.

Just like this, Jiang Miaomiao came up in a moment, feeling that the whole person was going to take heat.

My husband is a typical handsome man who doesn't know it. When licking the tip of his fingers, a pair of eyes still stare at him tightly, tempting himself.

Jiang Miaomiao's repaired eyes didn't know where to look. He was at a loss. He didn't have anything in his mouth. He swallowed it. He got stuck in his throat, choked and coughed several times.

"Spit it out, spit it out." Yan Sheng was stunned and understood that he choked. He quickly stretched out his hand and patted him on the back to give him gas. On one side, he was holding a paper towel to catch Jiang Miaomiao.

Jiang Miaomiao wanted to vomit out of the trash can, but he patted him like this. The sandwich he didn't swallow on his back was vomited in his hand.

"Silly, what can you do if I'm not here?" Yan Sheng threw his things into the nearby trash can, and then took Jiang Miaomiao to the bathroom to wash his face.

"I'm not stupid. I'm smart. If you didn't attack suddenly, how could I choke!" Jiang Miaomiao said unconvinced.

"In fact, I have a document to look at today. I'll be back soon. Later, we can go to grandma's house to pick up Bobo." While sorting himself out, Jiang Miaomiao said, "take him to the hospital for a preventive injection. His next preventive injection is almost ready."

Yan Sheng nodded and said, "OK, I see. I'll drive you to the company. When you're done, we'll go to grandma's side together."

Everything was perfect before arriving at the hospital, but there was some trouble after arriving at the hospital. Who would have thought that Bobo, a little fart child at this young age, had begun to be afraid of the hospital and injections.

Just after entering the clinic, Bobo had not started the injection. The child had already fallen into his mother's arms, buried his head in it, refused to stretch out his hand, shrunk himself into a ball and began to play tricks.

"I don't want an injection, I don't want an injection, I want to go home, mom and Dad, let's go home!" Bobo cried as he wailed.

Jiang Miaomiao was also very helpless. He showed some sorry eyes to the doctor, then took the child aside, gently patted Bobo's back, coaxed Bobo and said: "Bobo is good, we Bobo are the best, don't cry, just give an injection, Bobo is a little man, just a little pain, not afraid at all, right?"

Bobo twisted his little ass, shook his head and said with a cry: "no, mom lied. The injection hurts very much. It hurts more than a little. Then Bobo won't be a man. Bobo won't have an injection."

Hey, who the hell is this smelly boy like?

Jiang Miaomiao was helpless, and then looked for help at Yan Sheng standing next to him, hoping that he could come up with some ways to subdue the little son.

Yan Sheng thought for a moment, then whispered to the doctor next to him, put on a white coat, sat next to him, and said to Bobo, "Bobo, look at your father, okay? Is Dad good-looking now, handsome or not? "

While sobbing, Bobo carefully raised his head and looked at his father in a white coat. He was not afraid of the doctor. Maybe it was because Yan Sheng's face was too deceptive.

"Dad, look good." Bobo nodded and said with a cry.

"Does that Bobo want to be as handsome as his father?"

Yan Sheng was like the trafficker who abducted and sold children. He gently coaxed him. Bobo nodded and said, "I want to!"

"That Bobo will give an injection, grow up quickly after the injection, and then become a handsome man like his father. How about it?" Yan Sheng coaxed softly and said, "it doesn't matter. Good children are not afraid. Dad gives you an injection. Dad gives you an injection. You should believe it. It doesn't hurt at all."

Bobo looked at his old father suspiciously and said, "dad gives Bobo an injection, won't Bobo hurt?"

"Yes, Bobo is a man, and his father is also a man. It never hurts for us to give an injection to a man."

Yan Sheng coaxed his son seriously. Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help laughing.

I didn't expect that my husband had the talent to coax children. He said it one by one and coaxed the smelly boy.

"Well, dad gives Bobo an injection. Bobo is not afraid. Bobo doesn't hurt."

After being comforted by the two people for a long time, it seems that Hou Bobo is finally not afraid to come slowly.

It's just a shot. It's just a preventive shot on his arm. Yan Sheng learned a little before. If he didn't worry much, the doctor prepared the medicine, took it, took a piece of medical cotton stained with alcohol, gently wiped it on Bobo's hand, disinfected it, and then stabbed the preventive needle quickly and ruthlessly.

Bobo, the child is so stupid that he has finished the vaccination before he reacts.

"Bobo, dad didn't lie to you. Doesn't it hurt at all?" As Yan Sheng said this, he thanked the doctor and took off his white coat and returned it to the doctor.

"Hmm..." it seems that it still hurts a little.

Bobo looked at the cotton swab pressed on his arm and didn't react. He nodded suspiciously, "Bobo is a man, not afraid of pain."

The child is so stupid that he doesn't know who he looks like.

Jiang Miaomiao couldn't help but cover his face and tilt his head to smile.

After the vaccination, you can go home. The nanny aunt has cooked the food.

Bobo is probably tired from playing these two days. He began to doze off after dinner.

Jiang Miaomiao looked at Bobo in his arms and looked at himself with a pair of confused eyes.

"Is Bobo sleepy? Come on, let's go to bed. "

Jiang Miaomiao took the child into Bobo's room, but put it on his small bed, covered him with his own quilt, gently patted him and coaxed him to sleep. "Will Bobo learn to sleep by himself in the future?"