Enough to drink?
It seemed she had noticed Thomas Shannon's confusion, and the infant caregiver explained, sweating coldly, "Young Master, the little miss is still young, she can't drink much milk at once. Small and frequent feedings are the correct way."
Thomas Shannon held Snowball in one arm and the milk bottle in the other. As soon as the pacifier approached Snowball's little mouth, she eagerly began to suck.
While drinking, those shiny black eyes still looked at Thomas Shannon.
Thomas Shannon chuckled lightly, "Is Daddy very good-looking?"
Snowball blinked her eyes, making Thomas Shannon laugh again, "Indeed, worthy of being Thomas Shannon's daughter, smart!"
Charlie River finally relaxed, the words "Daddy" and "daughter" were enough to prove that Young Master had genuinely accepted the little miss.
Admitted her identity from the bottom of his heart.
