My baby is two and a half years old. Daddy, hurry up and make some milk!

After Lu Ziguan was born, no one paid more attention to him just because he was the younger one.

Instead, people will pay more attention to Le Bao's emotions.

They were afraid that the little one would feel neglected after his younger brother was born.

The adults often held her and tirelessly expressed their love for her.

Therefore, the little guy didn't suffer any injustice.

For the first few days, Le Bao didn't want to see his "ugly little brother" too much.

A few days later, as the redness gradually faded and the skin began to open, the little one was overjoyed.

The first thing I do when I get home is look for my little brother, poke his little face, and hold his little hand.

Then they started chanting sutras in his ear, eight hundred times a day.

"Little brother, I'm like an older sister, so call me older sister."

"Little brother, will you grow up tomorrow? I'll give you my snacks."

"Little brother, you're so small, I could sit on you and kill you."

"......"

Similar things happen every day.

Lu Ziguan: Sister, you don't need to. I still want to live and grow up.

During Shen Wanning's postpartum period, her family hired a senior childcare specialist to meticulously care for the baby's diet and daily life.

Imported infant formula is prepared at fixed times every day. A small spoonful of formula is precisely mixed with warm water, and the resulting milk is fragrant, thick, and sweet. It is a special formula made for Lu Ziguan.

That afternoon, sunlight streamed into the bedroom through the French windows, making it warm and cozy.

The nanny had just fed Lu Ziguan half a bottle of milk. The little guy's tummy was bulging, he let out a sweet burp, his eyelids drooped, and he soon fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing that the baby was sleeping soundly, the nanny gently put him into the crib, covered him with a small blanket, and turned to go to the bathroom to wash the baby bottle.

The room fell silent instantly, with only the little one's even, soft breathing remaining.

Le Bao, who had just returned from outside, ran to her younger brother's room, looked around, and found no one there.

Her younger brother was sleeping, so she went over and touched his face.

She glanced up and saw the baby bottle on the table.

The little guy's eyes darted around, quickly scanning his surroundings. To make sure no one was watching him, he tiptoed and stealthily crept closer.

The baby bottle on the table felt warm to the touch, and there was a faint milky scent wafting from the mouth of the bottle.

Le Bao stared at the bottle and swallowed hard.

She watched her younger brother drink this milk every day, and could always smell its sweet aroma. She had been incredibly curious about it for a long time.

With no one around, it's the perfect opportunity to enjoy this delicious treat!

The little one quickly reached out his tiny hand and hugged the round, plump milk bottle.

After observing her surroundings again, she quickly squatted down and carefully removed the pacifier cap.

She tilted her little head back, put the pacifier in her mouth, and took a big suck.

So fragrant!

The warm, sweet milk instantly filled her mouth. It was refreshingly sweet without being cloying, and had a soft texture. It tasted even better than the pure milk and yogurt she usually drank!

Le Bao's eyes lit up instantly, and she squinted with surprise, thinking to herself, "No wonder my little brother can't live without this bottle of milk, it tastes so good!"

She could no longer resist and began to suckle greedily, drinking with great relish. Her little face puffed up, and she was completely immersed in the joy of secretly drinking her brother's food.

After finishing the last sip, Le Bao smacked his lips with lingering satisfaction, and even licked the bottle and nipple clean, not wanting to waste a single drop.

She only realized what was happening after finishing the milk and panicked. Looking down at the empty bottle, she was instantly dumbfounded.

Oh no! I drank too much!

Will it be discovered?

She's a woman who cares a lot about her image, not a gluttonous child.

Le Bao's heart skipped a beat. She hurriedly and clumsily covered the nipple and put the bottle back in its original position.

After doing all this, she clapped her hands, pretended to be nonchalant, and slowly walked to the bedside, leaning over the headboard and staring at the sleeping Lu Ziguan.

Looking at her younger brother's unguarded face, Le Bao felt a little guilty.

However, the guilt only lasted for a second.

She tilted her head and muttered softly, "Little brother, you're so small, you can't finish eating them all. Let your older sister eat them for you!"

After comforting himself, Le Bao felt instantly at ease and even reached out his little hand to gently poke Lu Ziguan's soft baby face.

It's soft and tender, and feels really nice to the touch.

Just then, soft footsteps sounded behind them. The nanny returned after washing the bottles, and her gaze swept over the empty bottles on the coffee table. She froze instantly.

The nanny picked up the bottle with a puzzled look and shook it. It was completely empty, not a drop left. She instinctively glanced at Le Bao, who was lying beside the bed.

"Miss Le Bao, the milk in this bottle..."

Le Bao froze, his ears perked up instantly, and he panicked inside, but he forced himself to remain calm.

She slowly turned her head, blinking her big, innocent eyes:

"Auntie, my little brother just woke up. He's hungry. I'll give him some."

Lu Ziguan: Do you dare look at me when you say that? I'm not even a month old yet, how can I talk?

Her acting was superb; she remained completely composed, as if nothing had actually happened.

The nanny looked at the empty bottle, then at Le Bao, whose lips still had a little milk stain and whose little belly was slightly bulging, and instantly understood everything.

The little guy secretly drank his younger brother's milk and tried to pretend to be stupid to get away with it!

The nanny was so trying not to laugh that her shoulders were shaking, but she didn't expose the little guy.

Lu Ziguan, who had just woken up, opened his eyes groggily, his little mouth opening and closing unconsciously as he looked around for milk. He started to whine and cry, his little voice full of grievance.

Seeing her younger brother crying from hunger, Le Bao finally felt a little guilty.

She squatted beside the crib, watching the incessantly crying baby, waving her little hands helplessly, and awkwardly trying to soothe him:

"Don't cry, don't cry, your tummy is full of mud, you're not hungry!"

Lu Ziguan: Thank you so much.