I am the sick and weak sister of 5T5

Gojo Gojo agreed to the title of 'Daddy' without even thinking about it. He gently pinched the baby's chubby face with his hand, and stretched out his index finger with the other hand to stroke his chin, as if he wanted to correct what he said.

After a while, he said seriously: "I am a very competent and strongest dad."

He is not only the strongest, but also the most competent daddy.

There is simply no doubt about this.

Jia Ruozi looked at him speechlessly: "..."

When will this guy's narcissistic personality change?

Did he not notice Little Milkman's death sight at all? ? !

Can such a person be called a competent daddy? !

It's hard to describe the expression on Jia Ruozi's face at the moment.

And the little milk baby in his arms seemed to disapprove of this very much. Just after he finished speaking, his small fist lightly hit Wujou's chin, as if scratching an itch, and let out a dissatisfied whine.

"Oh, Rin, are you agreeing with your brother's words?" Gojo Satoru smiled happily, and rubbed the little milk baby's head vigorously with his big hands, rubbing her messy black hair into a chicken nest.

"Aww!!!" The little milk boy waved his little hand angrily, wishing he could get rid of his stinky brother.

Jia Ruozi held his chin with one hand, shifted his eyes to the little milk baby interestingly, thought for a while, and asked with a somewhat guessing tone: "Little milk baby can understand our conversation?"

She looked like a baby just four or five months old, with big black eyes that were clear to the bottom, and she didn't have any evil aura that belonged to a super-level spell spirit.

If Gojo Satoru hadn't told her that this might be a special-grade magic spirit cub, perhaps Jia Ruozi wouldn't have thought of it.

Gojo Satoru grabbed the little milkman's small fist, and stroked his chin with the other hand, "Maybe... After all, being my sister can't be too stupid." There was a hint of pride in his relaxed tone.

I don't understand why this guy is so arrogant. He obviously just picked up the little milk baby, so does this cultivate feelings?

"Woooo!"

The little milk boy also seemed to agree with this sentence, waving his little fists at the house.

Now, she was really sure that the little milk boy could understand the conversation between the two of them. If it wasn't that she couldn't speak, the little milk boy would be eager to respond.

Jia Ruozi sat lazily on the back of the chair, took a sip of coffee, put down the coffee cup, and issued the expulsion order slowly and neatly, saying: "Leave it to me, little milk baby, you can go."

Gojo Satoru, who was still smiling complacently, put on a reluctant expression in an instant, and pinched the little milk baby's cheek, "Okay, okay, brother should go, Rin will obediently go with Sister Whistle."

He stood up and handed the little milk boy to the opposite house to enter the whistle. Before leaving, he lightly tapped the little milk baby's forehead with his index finger, and said with a smile: "Rin, don't be naughty, or my brother will come back and spank your ass."

"..."

The family entered the nitro and was speechless.

The little milkman stared at him intently for three seconds, then rolled his eyes to him, then turned over and buried his face in the arms of Jia Ruozi, rubbing against him unconsciously.

"Remember to think about your brother, Rin."

The little milk boy simply stretched out his hands and covered his ears as if he couldn't hear, his little face was buried tightly in Jiarui's arms, and he didn't cry because Gojo Wu left.

This made Gojo Satoru suddenly a little unaccustomed to him. He was still so clingy to him last night, but when he woke up and saw the young lady, he didn't want him as a stinky brother.

"Wu, how long are you still dawdling?" Jia Ruozi rolled his eyes and said unceremoniously.

"Okay okay, I'm leaving."

He complained in a low voice, rubbed the little baby's head, then turned and left. When he walked out of the coffee shop and passed by the window, he glanced sideways at the housekeeper who was sitting by the window.

The little milk boy covered his mouth and yawned, it seemed that he really didn't care about his stinky brother.

Gojo Satoru left with sad steps.

Inside the coffee shop

After sitting at home for a few minutes, Yidizhi Jiegao pushed the door in from the outside, walked quickly to sit opposite her, took out a towel to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

After a while, he looked at Jia Ruzi with apologetic face, "I'm very sorry I'm late, the road was a bit stuck just now."

"It's okay." After taking the last sip of coffee, Jia Ruozi looked down at the little milk baby who seemed to have fallen asleep in his arms, and then at Yidizhi Jiegao who was opposite, "Let's go."

"Is there any place you want to go?" Yidi Zhijie stood up nervously, unconsciously rubbing the clothes with the hand at the side, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the little milk baby who was in the arms of Nitzi, and hurriedly said: "Why don't I hold this little milk baby?"

Miss Jiaru's health is not very good, it must be very difficult to hold such a baby, Yidizhi Jiegao can't wait to step forward to help her hold the baby.

"No, I can hug her." Jia Ruozi slightly adjusted the posture of holding the little milk baby, and she was not at ease in handing the little milk baby to Yidichi Jiegao, not because she didn't trust him, but because of the extreme pain in her arms. It might be a timer/bomb/bomb, and Gojo Gogan handed it over to him to take care of it, just to make sure that the little milk baby will not hurt her.

But the little milk baby doesn't know Yidizhi Jiegao, and she doesn't know how she will react when she comes into contact with outsiders.

Therefore, I don’t feel at ease handing over the nitrous to other people.

After the two walked out of the coffee shop, they got into a black car parked on the side of the asphalt road.

"Miss Jiajin, do you really need my help?"

Yidizhi Jiegao, who was sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head to look at Yarui Niuzi in the back seat, and frowned when he saw her struggling to fasten her seat belt.

The little milk baby was lying on her arms, his little face was flushed from sleep, he didn't know what delicious food he dreamed of, and he slapped his mouth a few times from time to time.

Yidizhi Jiegao has also heard about the origin of this little milk baby, but he only knows that it is the younger sister that Gojo Satoru picked up from outside and adopted.

But, can that guy Gojo Satoru really be able to raise his older sister healthily?

"No need." After Jia Ruozi fastened his seat belt, he glanced at the little baby who was sleeping extraordinarily, and suddenly smiled gently, "Thank you, Yidizhi."

Although the smile was not directed at him, Yidichi Jiegao's face was still hot, he quickly turned his head back, sat up straight and looked forward.

The little milk baby was very obedient, holding the doll in her arms, she didn't cry or make noise along the way, and let the housekeeper put her in the stroller and push her around.

There were a lot of people in the shopping mall, Jiajin Nizi pushed her and carefully avoided the crowd and walked towards the baby clothing store.

She had just noticed that there were still a few drops of milk on the baby's clothes, Wutiao Wu must have not changed the clothes for the baby, and probably didn't even have the clothes ready.

She also couldn't expect the other party to know how to take care of a three- to four-month-old baby, so she was going to bring a baby to buy some daily necessities.

Clothes and toys are definitely a must.

In the baby clothing store, Jiarui Nizizi is not like Gojo Satoru who just picks out all the clothes that can be worn at once. She will select the best-looking clothes, pass them to the little milk baby for a look, and ask with a smile: " Do you like this one?"

"Woooo!"

The little milk baby can't speak yet, she can only express her joy by waving her small fists, and she will directly turn her head away for clothes that don't look good on her.

One person and one baby bought countless pieces of cute and beautiful doll costumes in one go through such exchanges, and Yidichi Jiegao and the waiter were stunned.

This is also...too powerful, right? !

When Jiarui Nizi finally left with the stroller, Yidi Zhijie, who was a few steps behind, already had several bags on his hands, and followed behind them exhaustedly.

The little milk baby looked at the clothes all day, and her eyes could hardly be opened. The chubby hand rubbed her sleepy eyes, and when she was about to fall asleep, she seemed to sense something, opened her eyes suddenly, and looked at A certain direction in the mall.

"Rin, what's wrong?"

After Jia Ruozi noticed it, he hid beside the stroller and asked softly.