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Chapter 062

Lin Cheng’s biggest headache is that the little girl is always not tall.

But fortunately, the physical fitness is very good now.

Barrage accelerates….

[Yes, the little cute girl is indeed a little small, but she is a little super cute and cute. ] 】

[No, I feel that you take good care of it.] 】

[Upstairs, don’t forget, at that time, the dog anchor was just a novice father. ] 】

[Anchor, hasn’t the little cute girl ever drunk breast milk? ] 】

“Swoosh!”

This barrage plunged into Lin Cheng’s heart like a needle.

Cool to the heart!

Remembering the past, Lin Chengying’s eyebrows were a little more gloomy.

Back then, he took great care of his infant daughter.

But no matter how careful it is, it cannot replace breast milk.

The importance of breast milk to small babies is indescribable, not only will let small babies obtain sufficient resistance, immunity, but also contain the security that little babies need most!

Momo didn’t.

Thinking of this, Lin Cheng’s eyes suddenly crossed the little girl’s appearance at that time.

The faint and delicate little eyebrows, the little Qiong nose, the small mouth, the little arms and legs, the little hands and feet…

Only the eyes are large, and the well water overflows as bright as ever.

A gentle smile appeared at the corner of Lin Cheng’s mouth, blowing the gloom between his eyebrows away.

[The anchor is silent, it won’t be true, right?] 】

[Groove! ] It’s crazy! 】

[A nameless fire suddenly rose in my heart! ] How the hell is it! 】

[Upstairs, not all women with children are worthy of being called mother! ] 】

[What a poor little cute girl, distressed. ] 】

[There is a father like a dog anchor, which is also God’s compensation for the little cute girl. ] 】

…….

Obviously, it was impossible for Lin Cheng to continue this topic.

He quickly chopped the beef into a puree.

The small foam is still small, the gastrointestinal function is weak, plus this is breakfast, so be sure to digest a little.

Lin Cheng skillfully stirred the mashed beef and celery, and poured a little minced ginger into it with a wicked smile.

[Hahaha, the little cute girl is definitely not happy to eat ginger! ] 】

[Sit and wait for the little cute girl to eat it later.] 】

[You won’t cry, right?] 】

[The anchor’s smile hides a lot of information! ] 】

【Adding ginger will be more delicious.】】

[Anchor, you can make ginger juice! ] The fusion is better, and I can’t eat minced ginger, I’m stupid! 】

Ding….

Lin Cheng was dumbfounded.

That’s right!

Ginger juice!

Stuffed ginger!

He quickly picked out the ginger powder that had just been spilled in…

[Hahahaha, good boy! ] 】

[If you know your mistakes, you can still save them!] 】

[You finally listened to us once!] 】

【What a rarity! 】

[It turns out that the dog anchor can also be a good baby! ] 】

[The little brother’s sudden realization looks so cute, hahaha. ] 】

……

Lin Cheng pouted and began to roll out the skin and wrap small buns.

One the size of garlic.

He likes to see his baby daughter Bai Tender holding a bun in her little hand and then eating it!

Twenty minutes later, a pot of beef buns is served!

……

Village entrance pier.

One after another, fishermen began to move things to the boats.

The plan of the day is in the morning, and many people are ready to go to sea.

Er Gou, Da Liu, Da Zhuang and Lao Xu sat on the shore and chatted.

“Alas, do you want to tell Lin Cheng that we made a lot of money yesterday?”

“Of course you have to tell ah, envy him to death hahahaha.”

“Aren’t we too bad like this?”

“It’s not bad or bad, the day this kid caught the big yellow fish, he almost killed us!”

…….

“Speaking of which, fishermen really can’t be anyone, Lin Cheng should be a white-collar worker, blow air conditioners every day and wear suits to watch girls, how cool!”

“That is, suffer this idle sin.”

“Besides, how much money can you make as a fisherman?” Foam can be rich! ”

“Alas, after running so far, it is really stupid to come back empty.”

“Hey? You see! Is Lin Cheng’s ship back? ”

In the distance, a large black dot is getting bigger and bigger.

It was Lin Cheng’s fishing boat.

On the boat, Xiao Momo was holding buns in both hands and eating.

The pink little face bulged up on both sides, and when the little mouth moved, the little face also moved.

Opposite side.

Lin Cheng frowned, “Momo, small bites, chewing slowly, you eat so much at once, your mouth is almost unable to hold it.” ”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa.”

Xiao Momo wanted to say something, but there were too many things in his mouth to say it.