The infatuated president lives up to his addiction to spoiling his wife

"This……"

After all, Madam was still there, Madam Liu immediately explained, "Madam, the young master is crying because he doesn't like to wash his hair. He has always cried every time he washes his hair, and he will be fine after washing."

"Ah."

Another word came back.

……

"Hold his head up, he will feel insecure like this."

Yin Susu looked at the crying child who refused to wash her hair, feeling a little distressed.

"Forget it, let me come!"

Yin Susu took Mama Liu's place, picked up the little guy who was lying well, supported his little head with one hand, and whispered softly, "Baby, don't cry, we just wash your hair, it will be fine soon .”

Her delicate hands rubbed the child's soft hair. After all, the child's skull is not fully developed and cannot be used forcefully. Proper massage can relieve the child's fear.

This is what Yin Susu saw in a parenting book before, and the memory is not too long.

Soon, the baby's deflated mouth opened, and the golden peas stopped bleeding.

Liu Ma looked at Yin Susu in surprise, this was the first time she saw his wife coaxing the young master.

Madame is worthy of being a madam.

The coldest face spoke the most heart-warming words, and the young master's problem of crying and not washing his hair was cured in one fell swoop.

"Madam, you and your husband have a solution. Every time I wash the young master's hair, there is nothing wrong with it. No matter how I coax him, he just keeps crying."

"It seems that children are more obedient to their parents." Mama Liu expressed her opinion, lamenting the magic of blood.

"Ling Jinyan, he also bathes the child?" Yin Susu grasped the point of this sentence, and asked in puzzlement, she must have misheard.

He is very busy, will he have this time?

"That's right!" Mama Liu answered as a matter of course.

"Ma'am, you just stay in the bedroom and don't know."

"My husband comes to help the child take a bath on such fixed days every week, and I don't need to intervene. Every time he comes, I just stand by and hand things over."

"Young master is quite recognizable. If you and your husband wash his hair, he won't cry."

Take a few days to help the child take a bath.

Yin Susu didn't know how to feel.

She thought she knew Ling Jinyan well enough, but now he has too many behaviors that cannot be explained by common sense.

What on earth is he going to do.

As the child's father, Ling Jinyan really has nothing to say, at least in front of her, he treats the baby like a loving father. Unexpectedly, in the corners she can't see, he also takes good care of him. child……

he is...

"Haha, stop crying?"

Mama Liu played with the chubby little doll, and after washing his hair, he began to wash his little body with a towel.

"Ma'am, your clothes are all wet, go and change, I'll take a bath for the young master."

It was only then that Liu Ma noticed Yin Susu's condition. The clothes in front of her were all wet from the baby's body because she was holding the baby to wash her hair.

The fact that Madam was not in good health after giving birth flashed through her mind, Madam Liu suggested, "Madam, hurry up and change, don't get sick".

"No need, I'll change after the baby takes a bath."

"It's really not necessary."

Yin Susu emphasized again, she really wanted to know what made her become the fragile Lin Daiyu in Liu Ma's heart.

It was the same last time.

It's just that her clothes are wet, and it's summer, not winter, so she can still catch a cold.

Yin Susu insisted not to change clothes, what more could Mama Liu say?

The doll in the bathtub regained its vitality, its little feet were swaying, and it was full of sensuality.

Accompanied by the sound of children making troubles, the laughter of adults, and a small bathroom, the scene is so disharmonious.

After the child took a bath, Liu Ma took him to sleep.

bedroom

As soon as the wet Yin Susu returned to the room, she ran to the cloakroom, ready to take a bath in her pajamas, and sleep soundly to make up for the absurdity of last night.

In the process of searching, she accidentally saw the pajamas she was wearing this morning again. She curled her mouth in disgust and picked it to the farthest corner of the closet with one finger, out of sight and out of mind.

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