Almighty Daddy: Kill Tomson Yipin at the start

Chapter 15 Accompanying my daughter to do homework, platinum-level writing talent
"Goodbye, Auntie."

The two little cute babies also ran to the door.

While waving their chubby little hands, they shouted childishly.

After Su Qingchen left, the two cuties crawled into Shen Hao's arms again.

"Dad, Dad, the kindergarten has assigned homework today, please accompany us to do it, okay?"

Shen Hao loved his two daughters very much, so he naturally agreed.

"Let's go, dad will accompany Tuantuan and Yuanyuan to do their homework."

With that said, he wrapped his arms around his two daughters and went to their room.

Su Qingwan watched this scene silently, her heart was also warm at this moment.

Shen Hao, you are a good father.

When he came to the room, Shen Hao asked, "Tuantuan, Yuanyuan, what is today's homework?"

Tuantuan answered first, "It's writing a fairy tale!"

"Next week we will be on stage, and everyone will read a short story they wrote." Yuanyuan added.

It turned out to be like this, Shen Hao knew it in his heart.

"Well then, you two should write first. If there are any typos or grammatical incomprehensions, Dad will take a look and correct them for you, please?"

"Uh-huh."

The two little cute babies nodded together, their little heads were very cute.

They moved the small stool for themselves, turned on the small eye-protecting lamp, and sat down to do their homework obediently.

Shen Hao stood behind the two, watching them write with great interest.

Who knows, the two cuties are not happy again.

"Oh, Dad! Don't look! You go away first!"

"That's right, you are standing at the back, Yuanyuan is nervous and can't write."

I saw the two of them covering their homework with their hands, looking very nervous.

Shen Hao asked back: "If you don't let Dad see it, how can Dad check for typos and grammatical errors?"

"Read it after you finish writing it, don't read it now!"

Shen Hao could only sit aside.

He suddenly remembered, as if it was indeed like this when he was a child.

It seems very shy to write a composition or something, and I don’t want to show it to anyone except the teacher.

Especially parents!
It seems that Tuantuan and Yuanyuan should have the same mentality as themselves.

【Ding!Congratulations to the host, accompany her daughter to do homework, and trigger a one-yuan spike reward! 】

[Option 1, Platinum Level Writing Talent]

With a thought, Shen Hao instantly killed it.

For a moment, a large number of storylines, attractive characters, and beautiful sentences filled his brain.

It seems that it's time to start a side job.

It is said that now, writing online articles can also make some money. I have a platinum-level writing talent, so I can't waste it.

Shen Hao hurriedly registered a writer account for himself.

Then I started to browse the universe's first novel site, the ranking list at the end.

Writing a novel is a lot like fighting a war.

The soldiers and horses have not moved, and the food and grass go first, so we must make sufficient preparations.

Make a good outline, character design, main story line, important turning points, etc.

Don't have any ideas, just jump into it, otherwise the inspiration will be exhausted, and the novel will not be far from an unfinished eunuch.

In addition, it is necessary to speak out.Scan the list a lot to see where the wind is headed today.

Writing novels, in the final analysis, is a behavior under the market economy, and it must meet the tastes of mainstream readers today.

"Dad, I've finished writing, come and check it for me."

Yuanyuan's movements were swift, and she had already finished writing first.

Seeing this, Tuantuan, who was still chewing on the tip of his pen, also wrote vigorously, drawing a full stop hastily.

"me too."

Shen Hao walked over, and the two cuties desperately handed over their homework.

It seems that there is still a fight.

Shen Hao could only take one in each hand, and collected the two small books.

Yuanyuan wrote a story about Snow White.

Tuantuan wrote a story about a tin soldier.

It can be seen that the hobbies of the two people are indeed slightly different.

Although they are twins, they didn't come out of Ctrl+C after all.

Shen Hao patiently helped the two cuties, correcting typos and grammatical errors.

Then let them read it again from beginning to end to see if it is much smoother.

After one operation, I was busy for an hour.

Seeing that it was getting late, Su Qingwan also took Tuan Tuan and Yuan Yuan to take a bath and tidy up.

After the two daughters had settled down to sleep, it was time for Shen Hao and Su Qingwan to be alone again in the huge house.

Still the same.

Shen Hao sat on his floor, looking at his phone boredly.

Su Qingwan was sitting on the bed, putting on a mask, and working with a MacBook.

Although the scale of Qingwan Film and Television Company is only medium, in order to save costs, Su Qingwan does many things by herself.

So I'm always busy until very late before I can rest.

Su Qingwan yawned and glanced at Shen Hao:

"You don't have to wait for me, you can sleep by yourself first."

Shen Hao smiled: "It's okay."

After another half an hour, Su Qingwan stretched, already feeling very tired, and her eyelids were clenched.

She forced herself to take a sip of coffee, but she still felt back pain and neck stiffness.

"Wan'er, I have learned a little massage, how about I give you a few simple massages."

Shen Hao was a little nervous and raised it carefully.

He wasn't afraid that the massage skills were not good enough, just kidding, the systematic and serious master-level massage skills are all right, the techniques are absolutely first-class.

Shen Hao was mainly afraid, Su Qingwan felt that he was looking for an opportunity to belittle her, so as to leave a bad impression on herself.

When you fall in love with someone and care about someone, you can experience the feeling of worrying about gains and losses.

Su Qingwan's eyes showed a hint of doubt.

"You help me squeeze my shoulders, try?"

But in the end, she agreed.

With a face full of excitement, Shen Hao jumped up from the floor like a monkey.

Su Qingwan smiled bitterly in her heart: Why does it feel unreliable.

However, when Shen Hao's hands touched Su Qingwan's shoulders, everything changed.

Shen Hao exerted a slight force on his fingers.

It seemed that there was a warm current flowing into Su Qingwan's body.

Her stiff shoulders and neck suddenly relaxed.

Shen Hao's hands were slowly raised and lowered.

Lightly gathered, slowly twisted, wiped and picked again, at first it was a green waist after a neon dress.

"what!"

Su Qingwan couldn't help but groaned softly.

Hearing her voice, Shen Hao's hands also stopped for a while, and then continued to massage.

She blushed and was a little embarrassed, so she could only initiate the conversation to ease the embarrassment.

"Mr. Shen, your massage technique is quite authentic, where did you learn it?"

"Master Tyrande's first masseur, Master Chachai. He is the royal masseur of the Thai Emperor."

Shen Hao couldn't name the system, so he made up a reason.

"It turned out to be him? Mr. Shen, it must have taken a lot of effort for you to invite Master Chachai."

Su Qingwan's painting style changed, with a bit of questioning.

Shen Hao slickly said: "No matter what, is it because one day I can give my favorite wife a massage?"

"Let you enjoy and enjoy."

(End of this chapter)