House Dad’s Literary Life

When Yang Yi sang, Mo Fei finally ended the two-day announcement in the field and dragged her tired body back home.

Just opening the door, Xixi noticed that she was happy to break free from the babysitter’s arms and ran over: “Mama!Xixi miss you very much!”

The little guy is wearing a cute pajamas and holding a little bear puppet in his left hand. It’s so cute.

“Mama also wants Xixi.” Mo Fei hugged Xixi and kissed her face with her daughter. Her glamorous face finally showed a smile, and the tiredness on her face seemed to dissipate.

“Is Xixi eating dinner? Is there anything at home to listen to?” Mo Fei asked softly.

Xixi nodded hard, her voice sweetly said: “Yes, Xixi is still taking a bath, Mama smells, incense is not fragrant?”

The little guy also extended a small arm, white hair like a small wrist, the skin is smooth and delicate.

Mo Fei had a mischievous smile, avoided the small arm, and got his head into Xixi’s neck, took a deep breath, and then said in a serious way: “Well, very sweet!”

Xixi shook his head and giggled: “No, no, itchy…”

“Young Lady Mo, have you eaten yet? I am going to give you a hot meal?” The nanny looked at the mother and daughter for a while before they came over and asked with concern.

“Aunt Zhu, no, I have eaten on the plane.” Mo Fei smiled and said, “You should go to rest first, Xixi, I will do it.”

Nunt Aunt Zhu is an aunt who Mo Xiaojuan asked at his hometown. He knows the truth, is honest and honest, and will not leak. Mo Fei is still relieved.

Even so, every time Mo Fei went to the field to participate in activities, he was uneasy and always worried that Xixi was not safe at home. Especially for this two-day business trip, she finished the phone with her daughter in the evening, and she will still be awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night.

It’s a joy to come back, but Mo Fei knows that unless he gives up his singer career, otherwise, the days of flying around and not leaving home will only increase!

At night, Mo Fei put on a silk pajamas, lazily squatting on the bed, leaning against the left small arm, holding the gang and watching Xixi play her dolls on the bed.

Obviously, at home, Mo Fei will not bind himself. The pajamas are completely vacuumed. Looking into the low-pitched neckline, you can see the two rounds full of whiteness, squeezed under the grip of two arms. There is a deep ditch that can suck a man’s gaze into it.

Silk satin, such as satin, is very light and thin. It descends along Mo Fei’s waist and throws it up on the high buttocks. It reveals the original charm of the curve without any cover.

The most pretty thing is the pair of raised feet, clean as snow, smooth as jade, but unfortunately less bright nail polish – Mo Fei has no leisure to paint, otherwise, it is a strong visual impact.

Of course, this beauty, no man can appreciate.

And Mo Fei was only lazy to let go of her time when she was alone. She was still very conservative alone.

Now Mo Fei’s expression is slightly melancholy. Although she is watching her daughter play, she is actually thinking about her mind.

She still has to work, otherwise she will not make up her mind to come back, but this is subject to great competitive pressure!

But what about Xixi? Mo Fei knows that he will be getting more and more busy in the future. Can’t you always leave Xixi at home?

“Or, send Xixi to her father?” The idea just came out, and Mo Fei himself shocked himself.

How could this be?

I can’t entrust my daughter to Yang Yi if I entrust it to anyone to take care of it!

In October, I will go to the ground. In the past four years, Xixi is a piece of meat in Mo Fei’s heart. I gave my daughter to Yang Yi, and Mo Fei felt that the meat with her heart was taken away!

I usually go to my father’s house for the weekend, and Xixi is happy to not come back!

If you stay in Dad’s house for a long time, will the little one remember that she still has a mother?

Mo Fei is very delicious when you think about it!

“Let_ it_ go, let_ it_ go, can’t_ hold_ it_ back_ any_ more…” Xixi is playing with these two little dolls, one is a girl’s image doll, the other is a little pig, singing while one side It seems to be walking around like a family.

Huh?

Mo Fei is very busy recently, and she rarely pays attention to what song her daughter is singing! But this time, she finally understood, the little guys who are screaming from time to time, not only singing English songs, but also the melody is very nice to hear!

“Xixi, what are you singing?” Mo Fei gave up the distracting thoughts and asked curiously.

“Singing, singing…” Xixi took a small head and thought about it. He found that his father had not said the name of the song and had to say, “Singing the song of Sister Elsa!”

Sister Elsa ?

Mo Fei stunned, she subconsciously regarded Elsa as a female singer in overseas.

“Where did you study?” Mo Fei was puzzled.

Even when I was one or two years old at overseas, Mo Fei didn’t think Xixi could sing English songs alone. After all, she still insisted on Chinese education at home! But Xixi now sings perfectly, which is not something that can be done casually!

“Papa taught me!” Xixi said with a look of admiration. “Papa tells Xixi about the story of Anna and Elsa and teaches Xixi to sing!”

If Yang Yi will tell her daughter a story, Mo Fei still believes, after all, this man still loves his daughter!

But Yang Yi teaches Xixi to sing English songs? Mo Fei feels that her understanding is somewhat subverted!

What the hell?

This guy can speak English?

In Mo Fei’s impression, Yang Yi is a big brother who hasn’t read many books – the same is true. Of course, this is not a disgust, but for this reason, they have always been unable to find a common topic, and the gap is getting deeper and deeper!

It must be what he has given to his daughter!

Mo Fei snorted in dissatisfaction.

“Xixi, it’s time to sleep, is your mother reading the story?” Mo Fei sat down on the bed and took a children’s storybook from the bedside cabinet and patted the position around him.

She usually tells Xixi a story, but it is usually Xixi. Before going to bed, she took the storybook and asked her to speak! Today is so active, Mo Fei is because of the heart.

Who said that only you can tell a story to your daughter? Oh, I can too!

Xixi happily snorted, twisting his small buttocks, climbed over, and the fragrance softly rested in the mother’s arms.

“In the forest, there is a Little White rabbit…” With her daughter, Mo Fei’s voice is no longer cold, but like Teresa Teng, it is as gentle as water, which is probably the goddess of iceberg that no one else has ever seen!

With the gentle voice of her mother, Xixi gradually entered her dream.

Mo Fei held her daughter and let her sleep on her little pillow, then picked up her hair with some distress and gently kissed the little girl’s little face.

“Hey…” sighed faintly.

Mo Fei also turned off the lights, but the tired face did not show sleepiness, and the beautiful eyes were a little confused.

The thought that came out before was once again in my heart…