Chapter 171: Can you give me the answer now?

Long Manyu did not force Shui Anluo to give an answer, but said that he would not leave City A for the time being, maybe they would leave after the little baby got sick.
Shui Anluo clearly saw that his dad's face became ugly. It seemed that the decision was left by the mother.
The baby is sick, but this time the dragon vine is basically not used, but spoke verbally to let Shui Anluo or Chu Cuiyi do it, after all, she can't keep them forever, they have to do these things by themselves.
The baby's illness is first of all a matter of eating. Basically, milk powder cannot be fed because the ancestors have a bad appetite.
Why did Shui Anluo coax the little guy out of eating, and even vomited it out? The omnipotent President Chu also realized what the helplessness was.
Hit it, so, it's estimated that it will be killed with a slap; please, what can you understand?
Chu Cuiyi looked at the milk bottle full of milk powder in his hands from half an hour ago, watching the milk powder spit out of the corner of the little boy's mouth, his tight brows and slightly tightened muscles, all reflecting his unhappy mood at this time.
Shui Anluo knelt beside the little guy, watching the little guy kicking his calf to spit milk.
"Baby, Mommy, please, let's drink a little, a little." Shui Anluo reached out and wiped his mouth with a tissue, but the little boy turned his head proudly and gave his mummy a signal. : Do n’t drink if you do n’t drink, do n’t drink if you kill.
Shui Anluo looked up at Chu Cuiyi, who could pinch a fly between Chu Jiyi's eyebrows. He stretched out his hand and hugged the little guy, then put the bottle in his mouth and forced him to drink.
"Chu Jiyi, you want to strangle him." Shui Anluo jumped up quickly and called out loud.
"Wow ..." The baby was violently treated by his own dad, crying more than his own mother. "Cough, cough ..."
Little baby coughs milk, the whole little face turns red, the great General Chu is stunned now, how can this really be stunned.
Shui Anluo clapped his hands vigorously, held the baby back, and said loudly, "Everything is said to be okay, can't you persuade him to feed him well?"
"You asked for it, is it useful?" Chu Cuiyi said coldly, becoming more and more irritable, placing the bottle directly on the table, and then went out.
Shui Anluo froze slightly, looking at the man who walked out slightly, and looked down at the crying son, unable to help his lips and said, "It was your fault."
The little guy was still crying, not knowing that because of him, his father and mother had another quarrel.
Chu Cuiyi did not go far, but stood on the balcony not far from the door to suppress his emotions.
"Raising a child is not as easy as you think?"
When Chu Cuiyi pressed his hands on the railing and looked outside, the sound of Long Manji suddenly remembered.
Chu Cuiyi looked back, and Long Manyu was still in a long white dress. Chu Cuiyi knew that this woman knew from the first time he saw him that it was not easy. Her temperament was too good to be ignored. .
I just don't know if Shui'anluo is genetically mutated, and there is no trace of temperament in his body.
"Auntie." Chu Cuiyi said hello, with a mild voice, just a polite greeting.
"Can you give me an answer now?" Long Manyu walked to him and asked with a smile.