“Yiyaya... Yiyaya...”the little guy spat out the Martian language and looked at his father seriously.
The young commander’s attitude was already very obvious. He did not want to eat.
Looking at those black eyes, Young Master Rong reached out and pinched his little chin. His phoenix-like eyes narrowed and he said, “If you don’t want to eat, I will always have a way for you to eat.”
“Wah... Wah...”in the next second, the Little Guy’s mouth was forced into the pacifier.
This was the rhythm of young master Rong forcing him to drink it!
This scene made the babysitter at the side tremble in fear. The warm milk was forced into the little guy’s mouth through the pacifier. He was forced to swallow it and gulped down a few large mouthfuls.
After a confrontation, Young Master Rong won completely, and the young commander lost completely.
