The next day, Mo Jingchun got up very late. If it weren't for having to make milk for his sister, Candy, Mo Jingchun thought he could sleep until noon.
Probably everyone who's physically exhausted, if they could, would want to stay put and sleep until noon.
Mo Jingchun leaned against the bed, watching the little one beside him happily drinking milk, and he reached out to gently tousle the little one's head.
Candy, who was drinking milk, felt the warm hand, hesitated a bit, and handed the bottle with milk left in it to Mo Jingchun, wanting him to have a sip as well.
"Haha, no need, big brother doesn't drink stuff meant for little kids."
Without any hesitation, Candy quickly put the nipple back into her mouth.
A few minutes later, Mo Jingchun looked at the bottle nipple Candy had finished with, and his mouth twitched.
They needed to replace the nipple again; Candy had bitten several holes in it. How many nipples had they gone through? He couldn't even remember.
