A year older, the third master of Beijing circle kissed her to tears

Chapter 915: Question about Little 17's Rations

The smile on Zhuang Zhoucheng's face froze for a moment, and he looked at her.

Huo Yan faced his doubts and snorted:

"How can the lines be as beautiful as when I first designed it? This phone has been upgraded to become more and more common. What's the difference between it and the smartphones on the market?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng immediately nodded in agreement:

"My wife is right. I'll have someone buy back the copyright and we'll set up our own electronics company to produce it."

Huo Yan's face twitched. This was such a rich guy's words. How could he say it as if it was the same as drinking plain water?

"Well, you can take the photo now. You can choose the color tone here. Just click it again and it will be finished. It will then be automatically saved in the photo here. Look." Huo Yan handed it to Zhuang Zhoucheng and pressed the play button. The few seconds just recorded began to play.

Zhuang Zhoucheng watched it carefully, tried it himself, and hey, it really worked.

Huo Yan looked at the man and suddenly said:

"You really don't know how to use it?"

Which planet are you from?

Zhuang Zhoucheng immediately looked at his wife, his expression faded, and he said in a sarcastic tone:

"Dislike your man?"

"Huh? No, haha, no no..."

Huo Yan pulled the quilt and lay down. "Go check on our baby quickly. There's no one watching over her. I'm afraid the nurse won't treat her well."

Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at Huo Yan and thought, forget it, I’m in such a good mood right now, it doesn’t matter if my wife dislikes me.

"You have a good rest. I'll be back after a good sleep." Zhuang Zhou walked out of the room like the wind and strode out of the greenhouse with the mission assigned by his wife.

Zhuang Zhoucheng was waiting outside when the special nurse came over with a cart. When Zhuang Zhoucheng saw the bottle of milk on the cart, his heart beat fast. Could it be that he was going to feed his little Seventeen?

Oh my god, Zhuang Zhoucheng’s hands were shaking.

"For my daughter?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng walked over immediately.

Hey, sir, you are so enthusiastic that even the young nurse is shy.

The young nurse was stunned for a moment, paused, nodded, and subconsciously pushed the cart away.

"Can I go in?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked again.

"It's better not to go in." said the special nurse.

It’s not that it’s not possible, but you have to be fully armed to go in, how troublesome is that?

The baby's physical condition is not very good yet. It's not a bad idea to go in and see him after his condition stabilizes.

"Then when can I go in and take a look?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked unwillingly.

I have never been so good-tempered when talking to outsiders.

"In two days."

The nurse went in perfunctorily, feeling too much pressure, mainly due to the man's size and build. No matter how gentle her words were, they could not reduce the strong sense of oppression he brought to people.

Zhuang Zhoucheng stood outside and saw the situation inside.

The young nurse brought the small bottle in. Zhuang Zhoucheng stared blankly from outside, feeling a little uneasy in his heart.

He was also very happy when the little one moved, but that was just through a layer of belly. How could it be compared with the little one who was actually in front of him now?

Feeling the magic of life, the little guy who was still in his wife's belly yesterday can drink milk today. Zhuang Zhoucheng's eyes turned red again.

It’s not that the old man is sentimental, but because everything today has been too difficult, and he really can’t dilute the excitement of the birth of his own daughter.

He forgot his mission while standing outside watching, and only remembered it after the nurse came out.

Zhuang Zhoucheng raised his hand and patted his head. Why did he forget to pat it?

How happy would his wife be if she saw Xiao Shiqi drinking milk?

What a pity, I missed the opportunity.

Zhuang Zhoucheng couldn't take a picture of Xiao Shiqi's face from outside, and could barely see his side profile.

But the little guy looks more reassuring today than last night, and his color is at least much more normal.

Because of the insulated box, the effect of the photo is not very obvious.

Zhuang Zhoucheng went back and showed off to his wife.

"Our little Seventeen can drink milk now. I'll take a picture of her drinking later and show it to you."

Huo Yan looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng and didn't like his arrogance.

Zhuang Zhoucheng reached out to lift Huo Yan's clothes and asked:

"When will milk come? It's safer for Xiao Qishi to drink human milk..."

"What are you doing?"

Huo Yan pushed Zhuang Zhoucheng's hand away and glared at him. He lifted people's clothes as soon as he came in. Was he being a hooligan?

"Don't you feel your breasts are engorged?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng asked very seriously, with a worried expression. It was really strange, why was there still no milk?

Huo Yan's face turned slightly red and she shook her head. From the time the child was taken out of her belly until now, she hadn't felt anything else in the past few hours.

Zhuang Zhoucheng just wanted to take a look, without any other intention, but Huo Yan blocked his hand again.

"There are people outside, what are you doing?"

Huo Yan frowned and yelled at him, "You said you don't have any feelings anymore, so why don't you trust people?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled at her, "In a few days, when our little Seventeen comes out of the incubator, what will she eat without milk?"

You can’t always drink milk powder, right?

Huo Yan stared at him with wide eyes, as if what he said made some sense. She lowered her eyes to look at her chest which felt numb, and then looked at him again.

"What should I do?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng stared at the place where the children were eating:

"If you squeeze it, it will be there. Let me try squeezing it in?"

Huo Yan's face immediately twisted into a state of confusion. No matter how she looked at it, she felt that this man was being a hooligan. She shook her head and covered herself with the quilt to prevent him from moving.

"Yan'er, you are a mother now, can't you be so understanding?"

Zhuang Zhoucheng sat down and tried to persuade her earnestly, "Our daughter's food depends entirely on you, can't we stop hiding it?"

"Oh, but, it might happen in a few days. How can my body react all of a sudden?" Huo Yan curled her lips.

The two were discussing the child's future food supply when Madam Xiang and Zhuang Jinhuan arrived.

Huo Yan looked at the time and realized that they had arrived really early.

Mrs. Xiang had a kind face and looked particularly happy when she entered the ward, just like her daughter-in-law had just given birth.

"Our Zhou Cheng finally has an heir, and the girl is even better. The master was relieved to hear that the child was safe." Madam Xiang said with a smile, while asking someone to put the things down.

Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't even look at Huo Yan, but asked in a low voice, "Are you tired? Get some sleep."

Huo Yan looked at Zhuang Zhoucheng. He really didn't take the visitor seriously.

After all, I felt something was not right, so I whispered:

"do not do that……"

Madam Xiang is the elder after all.

Zhuang Zhoucheng smiled and said, "Don't think too much. It seems that we need to hire more people, otherwise any cat or dog can come in and disturb your rest."

"Zhuang Zhoucheng..."

Huo Yan shouted softly, thinking that Zhuang Zhoucheng was going a bit too far. It was so bad. Even if he didn't like Madam Xiang, he had to consider the old man's face.

Madam Xiang was quite tactful. Even before she had warmed up her chair, she stood up and said with a smile:

"Since Yanyan wants to rest, we won't disturb her. We'll come visit her another day."