Xia Yu just casually made a suggestion at first, but seeing Yang Yan's squirming appearance, her interest suddenly rose, and two slender and slender hands grabbed Yang Yan's arm, pulled him into the room, and said with a smile: "Tell me! I want to hear it too." Didn't you say that boys were naughty when they were young? You certainly weren't as gentle and quiet as you are now. ”

"How can I be naughty, I'm the same as Luoluo, I was very well-behaved when I was a child!" Yang Yan was dragged to the side of the bed by Xia Yu, and saw that Luoluo was looking at him with wide eyes and confusion, so he pretended to be aggrieved and said, "Luoluo, did you say it?"

The little girl didn't wash her hair today, after all, her hair is so long now that she can't wash it every day. And when she was taking a bath just now, Xia Yu put a hood on her, and now when she takes it off, the little girl's hair is unkempt and sprinkled on her little shoulders, spreading it out!

This fluffy and thick long hair, as if it is an English-style pleated gauze skirt, covers the little girl's petite and weak body, forming a very sharp contrast, it seems to be a little bigger, but it also brings out the cuteness of the little girl's pink and round little face!

Hearing her father's words, although Luoluo still couldn't figure out what her parents were playing, she couldn't help but raise her little face, and looked at her father with big curved eyes and laughed.

The little girl laughed for a while, and then said in a crisp voice: "Hee-hee, Daddy, Daddy is good......"

"Look, Luoluo has said you, Dad said that he is good, ashamed!" Xia Yu saw that Yang Yan was shamelessly wooing Luoluo, and she did not show weakness, she sat directly on the bed, hugged Luoluo, affectionately attached to the little girl's slippery little face, and said with a smile, "Luoluo, do you want to listen to Dad tell stories and tell stories about his childhood?"

The little girl was held tightly in her mother's arms, her little neck shrunk as if her mother's face was hot, and she looked at her father with big eyes asking for help, but in fact, the little girl was also very happy!

"Okay, okay!" Yang Yan didn't wait for his daughter to be pulled over, he couldn't stand the gaze of two pairs of bright big eyes at first, and he raised his hand in surrender with a soft heart, "Then let's talk about a thing when I'm about eight or nine years old and celebrate the Spring Festival, it's quite fun!"

Xia Yu, who succeeded, let go of the hand holding Luoluo's little belly with a smile, but she didn't cross the river to tear down the bridge and let Luoluo come out of her arms, the little girl was already smiling so that her little body was soft, and she was weakly attached to her mother's soft body, and her little head fell down, pressing the loose pajamas out of an undulating ravine on both sides.

It's a pity that Yang Yan didn't have eyes, he turned around and went out excitedly: "I'll go get something first!"

Storytelling, still need props?

Dad hasn't come back yet, the relieved little girl got up from her mother's arms, two little hands pressed her mother's hips, although stepping on the silk pajamas was a little slippery, the little girl climbed twice, before she could turn over, lift her little head with messy hair, bared her little teeth, and smiled sweetly with her mother: "Hee hmm......"

After she climbed steadily, she asked her mother in a milky voice: "Daddy, will, tell the story?"

"Yes, Dad wants to tell stories, tell stories! Tell the story of when he was a little boy when he was a child!" Xia Yu gently brushed her hair with her fingers, and said to her with a smile, correcting the little girl's pronunciation by the way.

"Daddy, Daddy's story......" The little girl blinked with big eyes and her upper lip slightly upturned, as if she was a little surprised and a little expectant.

Yang Yan went out for a while, and Xia Yu, who was with Xia Yu, who was in the bedroom, felt a little strange, and was about to get up and come out to see what his situation was, but Yang Yan finally came back with a bunch of things!

"Are you telling a story, or are you playing a trick?" Xia Yu looked at the brushes, scissors, cardboard, and some bottles and cans that Yang Yan brought in, and couldn't understand his intentions, and asked with a smile.

"Storytelling, of course!Haha, you'll find out later. Yang Yan raised his eyebrows proudly.

Of course, Luoluo couldn't help it, she poked her little head out of the bed, and her two little arms propped up on the slightly stiffer edge of the bed, looking curiously at the things that her father had put down on the bedroom floor.

Don't worry that Luoluo will accidentally fall down, when she leaned out, Xia Yu noticed it, and she consciously reached out to hug Luoluo's small waist.

"Dad!" Luo Luo ignored her mother behind her, and she called out to her father crisply.

"Hey!" Yang Yan responded casually, he was busy digging out the watercolor pen that Xia Yu had bought for Luoluo before, but found that he didn't seem to be old enough, so he temporarily put it away, and found the red one.

"Well, well, what about Daddy's storytelling?" the little girl muttered, a little slurred, but she learned new words, and she was a little eager to show them to Daddy.

"yes! Daddy wants to tell a story. Yang Yan smiled, and he finally raised his head when he was ready, "Do you want to hear it?"

Luoluo got a response from her father, her little mouth opened and her smile was sweet, and then she nodded her little head happily.

"You're going to tell Daddy, Daddy, I want to hear you tell you a story. Xia Yu took the opportunity to teach Luoluo to speak.

The clever little girl really learned happily: "Big, tell you about Gusu ......"

She didn't realize that when she imitated this long sentence, the pronunciation was messed up.

"It's Dad, and I, I want to hear you tell stories, tell stories. Xia Yu taught persistently, and the movement of opening and closing her mouth was very large, as if she wanted Luoluo to see clearly.

Luoluo's eyes didn't fall on her mother's body, her big eyes looked at the soda bottle in her father's hand, very curious, she didn't know what Dad was going to do with it, but she still unconsciously followed along: "Huh, hmm...... Baba, the goose wants to tell a story......"

I have to say that Luoluo has learned a lot of similarity, but the pronunciation of some words is not accurate.

"Okay, let's talk about it now!" Yang Yan looked at her daughter lovingly, and said with a smile, "In the past, during the Spring Festival, in fact, Dad had a lot of fun at home, just like the charades held by the Workers' Cultural Palace that we have also seen, Dad will follow your uncle and Grandpa He, who you have never met, to participate in the Spring Festival activities organized by the county Cultural Bureau." ”

Xia Yu saw that Yang Yan really started to tell the story, so he didn't quarrel with him anymore, sat quietly on the side, and listened carefully.

Interestingly, Xia Yu may have been affected by the training she had when she was studying at the police academy before, but when she straightened her attitude, her expression became serious, as if she was listening to a leader's report!

Luoluo didn't enter the state of listening to her father's story so quickly, she was still looking at the things her father brought with great interest, looking at it with great interest, and she was not even satisfied with sitting on the "high" bed and watching, the little girl twisted her little buttocks, turned around, grabbed the sheets with her two little hands, and kicked her short calves, as if she wanted to climb down by herself!

This action is not very unfamiliar to Luoluo, she usually climbs down from the sofa by herself like this!

But a tall bed with a thick mattress is still a big challenge for short people!

Yang Yan and Xia Yu reacted at the same time, one person grabbed Luoluo's clothes on top, and one person pushed his hand below, wanting to get Luoluo back to bed!