Chatper 961 (1/2)

In winter, it dawned late, at 5:30, the hotel staff delivered what Pei Chenyang wanted.

Pei Chenyang was very dissatisfied with their efficiency.

But without saying anything, he took it and closed the door.

Zhao Mengmeng was lying on the sofa, her nose seemed to be more congested, and she could hear sounds more clearly when breathing.

Pei Chenyang opened the disposable bag in his hand, and found that besides the things he ordered, there was also a thermometer.

This is still quite useful.

"Mengmeng, wake up." He tore open the package and took out the thermometer.

Zhao Mengmeng didn't respond, Pei Chenyang used a little bit of strength to gently open her mouth, and stuffed the oral thermometer in, Zhao Mengmeng sucked it unconsciously.

In the room, the rabbit who basically drinks milk every three hours woke up again.

Weeping softly.

Pei Chenyang couldn't help feeling a little dizzy, and went in to pick up his daughter. "Tutu is good, Mama is sick, can you stop crying now?"

A three-month-old baby, what can she be expected to understand?

Pei Chenyang's words are tantamount to playing the piano to a cow.

Bunny (⊙o⊙)?

Zhao Mengmeng, who has been promoted to a mother, is still quite vigilant in this regard.

When Tutu cried a little louder, she woke up, and found that she had a thermometer in her mouth, and looked at the light above her head blankly.

The next moment, she got up and walked into the room.

Pei Chenyang hugged the child in a hurry and walked around the room, accompanied by a voice that was not very skilled in coaxing the child.

With his back turned to him, Zhao Mengmeng stopped suddenly and looked at their backs silently.

This scene was the first time I watched it so seriously.

But I can feel the strong fatherly love emanating from Pei Chenyang.

Zhao Mengmeng felt dizzy even more.

"Give it to me, I'll feed her." Zhao Mengmeng endured the discomfort and walked over.

Seeing her dazed look, Pei Chenyang was heartbroken countless times.

"how do you feel?"

"fine."

He came back and handed the child to her. Zhao Mengmeng leaned against the bed, holding the child with some difficulty.

"Go again and let the people in the hotel buy me some feeding bottles." Zhao Mengmeng sniffed, as if she didn't notice that Pei Chenyang was beside her, and lifted up her pajamas in front of him.

Because of having a baby, Zhao Mengmeng's breasts were not big at first, but they have increased by one cup.

At this moment, the light was bright, shining on the fair and delicate chest, Pei Chenyang's Adam's apple rolled, and a flame spontaneously burst out, burning all the way to his lower abdomen.

Pei Chenyang despised himself in his heart. At this time, the child and the child's mother were the most important thing, so he despised himself.

"What do you do with the baby bottle?" Pei Chenyang was a little puzzled as he suppressed the charming thoughts in his head.

"I'm going to take medicine later, I don't think I can feed her for the next two days, so I will squeeze out the milk and keep it." Zhao Mengmeng replied patiently.

Pei Chenyang understood, and didn't dare to waste time, so he took his mobile phone to make a call.

Naturally, the staff in the hotel would not complain, even though it was still dark at this time.

After giving these instructions, he went back to the room and stayed by Zhao Mengmeng's side.

"Let me take a look at the thermometer." Pei Chenyang stretched out his hand. During this period, Zhao Mengmeng kept holding it in his mouth, which was a little funny.

"Oh." She opened her mouth, and Pei Chenyang took the thermometer over.

"Thirty-nine degrees two, it's a bit serious." Pei Chenyang's expression became even uglier.

Tutu drank and fell asleep again. Zhao Mengmeng was exhausted and pulled the quilt to cover her daughter.