House Dad’s Literary Life

Jiangcheng The city is large in size. There are five districts and eight counties in the administrative division. The Wuhu District where Yang Yi lives is the LC district. Relatively speaking, the resistance is great, and the “slums” like Shantytown have the soil for survival. .

The newly developed Binhai District has developed rapidly through the favorable conditions of the international metropolis Shanghai and Jiangcheng’s support for the cultural and entertainment industry, and the house price is naturally nearly double that of Wuhu. Jiangcheng is a veritable rich man!

Mo Fei lives in the Binhai District, but she was very busy during this time and spent most of her time in the company’s recording room. Today, it was recorded at the tenth of the night, and it was necessary to pack things home.

“Sister, you drink hot water, I dipped some throat medicine inside.” Mo Xiaojuan distressedly handed the water bottle over.

Mo Fei’s cold face was filled with tiredness at the moment, but she shook her head and said a little hoarse voice: “Juan’er, you give me the cell phone, I have to call Xixi.”

Mo Xiaojuan reluctantly licked purse and muttered: “Everyone is happy with her father, what are you doing?”

Mo Fei flew her with a blank eye and didn’t have the energy to knock her head.

“Beep…beep…” Mo Fei played Yang Yi’s cell phone, and that was what she bought for Yang Yi. When she remembered it, the man who was the same as the aunt was not willing to!

Mo Xiaojuan has been voicing “to cast pearls before swine” because Mo Fei bought Yang Yi the best photo cell phone on the market, and Mo Xiaojuan is reluctant to buy it for himself! However, Yang Yi took the cell phone, not very useful, went to work and stayed at home, sometimes calling someone can’t find it.

Cell phone rang for a while, finally connected, and the phone called Xixi’s crisp, cheerful call: “Mama!”

Mo Fei breathed a sigh of relief, and her face had a soft smile. This is rare. Mo Fei used to have the name “Iceberg Song Queen” because her appearance is very cold and her emotions are hidden in her heart. Even the fans think her smile is very rare.

“Xixi, why don’t you sleep?” Mo Fei asked softly.

“I just came back from Puse with Papa, then Xixi took a shower and Papa was taking a shower.” Xixi, like the little spy, reported it.

“Is it? amusement park.” Mo Fei stunned. She frowned slightly and said, “Have you taken Papa to the amusement park today?”

It turns out that Xixi’s accent is learned from my mother!

“Yeah! It’s fun!” Xixi happily reported, “I took the Ferris wheel with Papa and saw a big plane…”

Mo Fei listened absently, and echoed from time to time.

She is not talking about Yang Yi taking Xixi to the amusement park, but is entangled in a question: Where does Yang Yi come from?

You must know that the tickets for the amusement park must be two hundred, Xixi half tickets, add up to three hundred! Mo Fei doesn’t care about this little money, but she doesn’t think Yang Yi can get so much money!

Yang Yi wants to have money, and it won’t be tidy and tidy all day long. Life can’t afford even a decent dress!

What’s even more funny is that Yang Yi is still stubborn, and Mo Fei wants to help him.

“Papa said that he would build a big amusement park for me!” Xixi couldn’t wait to help Dad to ask her mother, “Great and big!”

This sentence, let Mo Xiaojuan, who was waiting on the side, heard it. She smiled disdainfully and looked scornfully: “I really want to marry a child, rhetoric!”

Mo Fei’s idea is different from Mo Xiaojuan. She knows Yang Yi’s very deeply. I don’t know why, she thinks Yang Yi seems a bit different! But what exactly is different, Mo Fei can’t say it.

Mo Fei sighed in a dark voice, and his emotions were very complicated. He shook his head and returned, and said to Xixi: “Is Xixii playing with Papa today?”

“Happy!” Xixi thought of something, and licked his mouth, said with a sullen mood. “But, today Xixi wakes up too late, and hasn’t played enough yet!”

Mo Fei pretended to be missing and asked: “Xixi don’t want Mama? Mama is not happy!”

Xixi smiled and screamed: “I want Mama too. It would be better if Mama could come together!”

In this case, I heard Mo Fei’s heart warm. The little guy seems to be quite sensible! Perhaps the children of single-parent families are more precocious?

At this moment, Yang Yi came out after a shower. He wiped the water drops on his head with a towel and asked, “Xixi, who are you talking to?”

“I’m talking to Mama!” Xixi stood on the bed with a playful ankle. Two small hands raised the cell phone and responded loudly. “Papa, do you want to talk to Mama?”

Yang Yi frowned and couldn’t help but feel a little confused. He didn’t know how to face Mo Fei. This seems to have his own reasons for fear, and it has the influence of the original Yang Yi soul imprint!

In the original Yang Yi’s memory, his feelings about Mo Fei’s are very complicated. On the one hand, he cares about Mo Fei, because Mo Fei is the only woman he has to go to bed, and Mo Fei is the mother of his daughter!

On the other hand, Yang Yi refused Mo Fei in his heart and felt that the two had a disparity in status, and that Yang Yi himself thought that Mo Fei had a prejudice against him and looked down on him!

These complex emotions have also affected Yang Yi’s judgment to a certain extent. He has never seen Mo Fei, and the mustard has already stayed.

“Forget it, Dad still washes clothes, let’s talk!” Yang Yi and Xixi said.

In fact, because of the narrowness of the house, Yang Yi’s voice also passed through the cell phone and faintly passed to Mo Fei’s ear.

Reasonable, Mo Fei did not want to talk to Yang Yi, okay? The character before the two is really incompetent! She is still struggling to comply with Xixi’s request and tell Yang Yi two sentences!

The result is good, Yang Yi refused!

I didn’t say no, why did he refuse? Mo Fei was almost mad at Yang Yi!

“Well, Papa is very busy, Mama, don’t be angry!” Xixi small figure The soft voice passed over, and Mo Fei’s gas disappeared.

She shook her head with a slight smile and threw Yang Yi behind her and continued to chat with her daughter.

No matter how small, Xixi, like the Lark, reported the day with Mo Fei and told her that Dad would tell a lot of nice to hear stories.

This bit by bit makes the feeling of strangeness in Mo Fei’s heart stronger.

Is this the old, clumsy Yang Yi?

Take the nanny car back on the way.

“Sister, sister!” Mo Xiaojuan called several times, and Mo Fei came back.

“Hmm?” Mo Fei shifted his eyes back from the window.

“Sister, what are you doing?” Mo Xiaojuan complained. “The people are talking to you about tomorrow’s itinerary!”

Mo Fei didn’t seem to hear Mo Xiaojuan’s complaint. She suddenly made a decision: “Xiaojuan, I will meet with Teacher Liu tomorrow afternoon, and I will help me for the time being.”

Mo Xiaojuan is stupid, she asks inexplicably: “Why are you? It’s not easy to get to Teacher Liu!”

Mo Fei said firmly: “No, I am going to pick up Xixi!”