Chapter 1617: Li Yan jealous 3

She quickly picked up Xiao Li Zhuo, lifted her clothes and started breastfeeding.
Li Yan stood by, watching Xiaoli eating milk, her little hand slapping on Qiao Mu's chest, only feeling that his wife was about to be taken away by others.
Even his son felt very uncomfortable.
And Xiao Li Zhuo completely ignored Li Yan's mood, while eating milk, while looking at Li Yan, giggled, and then continued to feed after laughing.
Li Yan:...
Qiao Mu was right, he should give birth to a daughter, make a caring little quilted jacket, and give birth to a son, just to grab a wife from him!
Seeing Xiao Li Zhuo finished his milk, Li Yan said, "I'll hug him."
Qiao Mu cautiously put Xiao Li Zhuo into Li Yan's hands. Li Yan awkwardly held his son. Seeing that the little guy's hand was still grabbing Qiao Mu's chest, he measured his body to keep the little guy away from Qiao Mu.
If you want to his wife from him, don't even think about it. Can he him?
At this moment, Xiao Li Zhuo burped, and then the white liquid sprayed out from his mouth, splashing directly on Li Yan's face and clothes.
Li Yan froze, and saw Xiao Li Zhuo spit out milk and giggled again, as if he was laughing at him!
This little guy came to fight him when he was born!
puff!
Qiao Mu couldn't help but smile, holding the milk that has been wiping his son's mouth so far, and then smiled: "You are so stupid. You just finished the milk. You should hold him upright. Holding him horizontally will make him still not digested. Spit out his milk."
Li Yan pressed his lips, feeling the liquid around his mouth. Although he wanted to taste her breast milk, he didn't want to eat it this way.
However, after Qiao Mu wiped his son's face clean, he took him directly from Li Yan's hands, and Li Yan was in a daze.
Li Yan frowned, the treatment was too disparity, and now this woman didn't see him at all!
Qiao Mu was coaxing his son to sleep, and Li Yan was completely left out of the room and could only leave the bedroom in embarrassment.
Going downstairs, Yu Yiduo saw Li Yan's unsightly face and asked with a smile, "Son, why are your clothes wet?"
"It was thrown up by your grandson." Li Yan replied.
"Zuo Zhuo vomited? What's wrong with him? Are you okay?" Yu Yiduo suddenly became nervous.
Li Yan said lightly: "It's okay, Qiao Mu is coaxing him to sleep."
Yu Yiduo breathed a sigh of relief, still worried about going upstairs to take a look, and then Li Yan called her to stop, "Mom, how old can a child be on his own?"
"Self-reliant? That's after ten years old!"
Ten years old...
Li Yan pursed his lips, "I remember when I was five years old, I didn't need your care."
Yu Yiduo smiled proudly, "You are different. You inherited my genes. Since childhood, IQ has been higher than others by one registration, so you are early."
At this time, Li Zheng went downstairs and heard Yu Yiduo's words, and he was not a blow to face: "If your son has inherited your IQ, it is estimated that your intelligence is incomplete now."
"You... marry someone who is mentally insufficient to me and have children. You have a lower IQ than me!" Yu Yiduo fought back.
Li Zheng nodded, "This makes some sense, so we two are negative too positive?"
Yu Yiduo snorted, then looked at Li Yan, "Son, what do you ask this for?"
Li Yan pondered, "According to Qiao Mu's IQ and myself, it is estimated that my son can be self-reliant at the age of two, so..."
He only needs to endure for two years to get his wife back from his son.