House Dad’s Literary Life

Chapter 27 Murphy's Tangle (55)

While Yang Yi was singing, Murphy finally ended the two-day announcement in the field and returned home with a tired body.

As soon as the door was opened, Xixi noticed it. She happily broke free from the nanny's embrace and ran over: Mama! Xixi misses you!

The little guy is wearing cute pajamas and holding a bear puppet in his left hand, which is very cute.

Mama misses Xixi too. Murphy picked up Xixi and was kissed on the cheek by her daughter. Her cold face finally showed a smile, and the tiredness on her face seemed to dissipate. .

Did Xixi have dinner? Did you listen to your aunt at home? Murphy asked softly.

Xixi nodded vigorously, and she said sweetly, Yes, Xixi is still cleansed, can I smell it, is it fragrant?

The little guy also stretched out his small arms, as white as Haoyue's small wrists, with smooth and delicate skin.

Murphy gave a rare mischievous smile, avoided her small arm, burrowed her head into Xixi's neck, took a deep breath, and said solemnly, Well, it's delicious!

Xixi shrank her head and giggled: No, no, it's so itchy...

Miss Mo, have you eaten yet? I'll go get you some hot food? The nanny watched the mother and daughter get close to each other for a while, then came over and asked with concern.

Aunt Zhu, no need, I ate it on the plane. Murphy smiled and said, You go to rest first, Xixi, I'll just come.

The nanny, Aunt Zhu, was an aunt hired by Mo Xiaojuan in her hometown. She knew the bottom line, was honest and honest, and would not leak secrets. Murphy was relieved.

But even so, every time Murphy went out to participate in activities, he was restless, always afraid that Xixi would not be safe at home. Especially after a two-day business trip like this, after talking on the phone with her daughter at night, she would still be awakened by a nightmare in the middle of the night.

It's a joy to be back, but Murphy knows that unless he gives up his career as a singer, the days of flying around and not staying at home will only increase!

At night, Murphy put on silk pajamas and lay on the bed lazily, leaning on her left forearm and holding her cheeks, watching Xixi play with her dolls by the bedside.

The silk pajamas like satin are very light and thin. They descended along Murphy's waist and were thrown up on the high buttocks, showing the original charm of the curve without any cover.

The most beautiful is the pair of raised feet, clean as snow, smooth as jade, but unfortunately there is no bright nail polish - Murphy did not have the leisure to paint, otherwise, it would give people a strong visual impact.

Of course, this beauty, no man can appreciate.

And Murphy only let go of herself lazily when she was alone. She is usually a very conservative person.

Murphy's expression was a little melancholy now. Although she watched her daughter play, she was actually thinking about something on her mind.

She still has to do work, otherwise she will not make up her mind to come back, but she will face a lot of competitive pressure!

But what about Xixi? Murphy knew that he would be busier and busier in the future, so he couldn't leave Xixi at home all the time, right?

Why don't you send Xixi to her father? Murphy surprised herself just as the thought came up.

How could this be?

No matter who you entrust to take care of, you can't entrust your daughter to Yang Yi!

For four years, Xixi has been a piece of meat in Murphy's heart. When she gave her daughter to Yang Yi, Murphy felt as if the meat in her heart had been slashed!

I usually go to my father's house for weekends occasionally, and Xixi happily doesn't want to come back!

If she stays at her father's house for a long time in the future, will the little guy remember that she still has a mother?

Murphy is delicious when you think about it!

Let_ it_ go, let_ it_ go, can't_ hold_ it_ back_ any_ more... Xixi was playing with the two little dolls, one in the shape of a girl, the other a pig, humming, While walking around like a house.

Huh?

Murphy has been very busy recently, and she rarely pays attention to what song her daughter is humming! But this time, she finally understood, what the little guy is humming from time to time these days, not only is he singing English songs, but the melody is also very nice!

Xixi, what are you singing? Murphy asked curiously, putting aside the distracting thoughts just now.

I'm singing, I'm singing... Xixi tilted her head and thought about it carefully, and found that her father didn't seem to have said the name of the song, so she had to say, I'm singing Sister Aisha's song!

Sister Elsa?

Murphy was stunned, she subconsciously regarded Elsa as a female singer abroad.

Where did you learn it? Murphy was puzzled.

Even though she lived abroad when she was one or two years old, Murphy didn't think Xixi could sing English songs alone. After all, she still insisted on Chinese education at home! But now Xixi sings in a serious tone, this is not something that can be achieved casually!

Baba taught me! Xixi said admiringly, Baba told Xixi the story of Anna and Aisha, and taught Xixi to sing!

If Yang Yi would tell his daughter a story, Murphy would still believe it. After all, this man still loves his daughter very much!

But Yang Yi taught Xixi to sing English songs? Murphy felt that his understanding was a bit subverted!

what the hell?

Does this guy speak English?

In Murphy's impression, Yang Yi is a soldier who has not read many books - and this is the truth. Of course, this is not disgust, but because of this reason, they have always been unable to find a common topic before, and the estrangement is getting deeper and deeper!

He must have given his daughter some ecstasy/soul medicine!

Murphy snorted in dissatisfaction.

Xixi, it's time to go to bed, will my mother read a story to you? Murphy sat on the bedside, took a picture book of children's stories from the cabinet beside the bed, and patted the place beside him.

She usually tells stories to Xixi, but usually, before Xixi goes to bed, she runs over with a storybook and asks her to tell it! Being so active today, Murphy was just because he was uneasy.

Who says only you can tell stories to your daughter? Huh, so can I!

Xixi hummed happily, twisted her little butt, and crawled over, Xiangxiang leaned softly on her mother's arms.

In the forest, there's a little white rabbit... With her daughter, Murphy's voice was no longer cold, but like Teng Lijun, gentle as water, this is probably the iceberg goddess that no one has ever seen!

Under the comfort of her mother's gentle voice, Xixi gradually entered her dream.

Murphy hugged her daughter and let her sleep on her little pillow, then lifted her hair in distress, and gently kissed the little girl's little cheek.

Hey... He sighed quietly.

Murphy also turned off the light and lay down, but his tired face did not show sleepiness, and his beautiful eyes were a little confused.

The thought that had popped up before came to my mind again...