Daily Life of a Villain’s Mother

For children who are skiing for the first time, it is not bad to be able to take the first step. Doodle snowboards slide down the slopes.

When Dudu's body leaned and was about to fall, He Han just caught his small body.

Dudu's face completely lost the fear just now, but excitedly asked He Han for credit: "Dad, Dudu is not afraid anymore."

He Han smiled and patted Dudu's head: "Well, you did a good job."

Dudu held the ski pole happily and tried again and again. Even if he fell many times, he still got up quickly and continued to practice.

Ye Fan and He Han did not expect that Dudu would insist so much.

Until the sky gradually darkened, Dudu was still reluctant to part, Ye Fan and He Han could only hold Dudu's hand and left the ski resort.

When Dudu held up the warm sweet milk, he stopped talking.

After playing all day, Dudu returned to the house, took off his thick clothes and cotton socks, went to take a good bath, got into the bed, and soon fell asleep.

Before Dudu fell asleep, he still remembered to remember to practice the violin when he woke up in the morning. He closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

There are not many tourists in the hut in the snow-capped mountain. When skiing is wrapped tightly, and when they come back and stay in the house, no one will recognize the superstar couple.

He Han and Ye Fan took Dudu and enjoyed the secluded time belonging to their family in this quiet place.

As soon as the sky was white, Dudu opened his eyes. The previous tiredness had swept away, and he was full of energy again.

Presumably everyone is particularly resilient when it comes to doing what they love.

Dudu was thinking about the violin, and didn't feel tired at all. Practice time was indispensable.

He got up from the bed, took out the violin case, opened the lid, and skillfully wiped the bow with rosin.

Dudu's chubby face stared solemnly at the violin, and after a while, he began to play a tune that he had been practicing for a long time. The previous process was stumbling, and Dudu was always not satisfied with himself.

He has the same temperament as He Han Ye Fan, and he has to do his best in everything. The three are simply in the same line.

Dudu practiced for a while and finished the song several times. At the last time, his hand gradually stopped and the song ended.

A pair of big round eyes lit up, and Dudu's face showed joy. Finally got to practice this piece, and he can't wait to share the good news with his parents.

It was very warm in the room, Dudu wore slippers, walked through the corridor, and ran to He Han and Ye Fan's room.

Dudu gently pushed the door in and found that they were still sleeping. The sun is getting brighter and brighter, entering the room, and it is morning.

Dudu stood there and watched for a while, scratching his head and thinking for a while, he walked gently to the bed, bent down, and dropped a kiss.

Wake up mom and dad with a doot kiss.

Ye Fan quickly noticed the chubby touch on her face. She opened her eyes and saw her little baby in front of her.

Dudu and Da Da Da ran to He Han's side, and posted He Han with his little fleshy face, waking both of them up.

Dudu smiled happily: "Mom and Dad."

He obediently raised the violin, put it on his shoulders, and performed to the two most important audiences below.

Dudu closed his eyes and indulged in this violin tune, the sound of which flowed clean and clear in the air.

The whole song is very smooth and the melody is beautiful and beautiful, but what is even more rare is the emotion in it, which can move people's hearts.

A song ends.

Dudu stopped playing, He Han and Ye Fan applauded, their eyes full of pride.

Ye Fan asked: "Dudu has already learned this difficulty, do you want to practice a new song?"

Dudu nodded seriously: "Yeah!"

"You continue to teach Dudu, I'll make breakfast today." He Han kissed Ye Fan's hair and whispered.

Ye Fan smiled and hugged He Han. With the person you love, a good morning or a good night can make people feel sweet.

It was snowing outside, and in the wooden house, the melodious sound of the violin could be heard in the room, and the sizzling sound of fried eggs could be heard in the kitchen.

The light was bright and projected into the transparent windows, gently shrouding the house, making the day seem calm and beautiful.

After Dudu practiced for a while, Ye Fan took him to breakfast. The three of them sat at the dining table.

On the three plates, one breakfast, fried eggs and toast, and a milk beside it.

The breakfast for a family of three is exactly the same.

"He Han, you finally didn't fry the egg this time." Ye Fan was very relieved. Who would know that He Yingdi's acting skills are full, and his life skills are actually quite bad.

He Han bent his thin lips, reached out and stroked Ye Fan's hand: "Mrs. He taught me well."

He Han will go to school slowly, and he is willing to make breakfast for his beloved wife for a lifetime.

Since He Han fell in love with Ye Fan, the first person he loved and the person who got married together would only be Ye Fan.

Dudu touched his hungry and flat belly, looked up at his parents, then took the milk cup in both hands and drank.

The little gentleman tooted, he was careful when drinking milk, and he would not leave a milk beard.

Ye Fan also lowered his head and took a bite of the fried egg. She noticed that He Han was looking at her all the time, so she raised her head to meet his eyes, and showed an encouraging smile.

Mr. He, doing

In terms of food, we have to make persistent efforts.

The house was filled with warm air, and outside was white snow. The ice and snow outside did not affect the warmth inside at all.

Snow-covered place, fresh smell. In the heavy snow, a light in front of the porch was lit up in the log cabin for a family of three.

He Han and Ye Fan turned their heads and looked at Dudu who was drinking milk. The two raised their heads and smiled at each other.

A guiding light, a bright light, illuminates the way for everyone to return home.

And this light guides the lost, the direction to home.

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