Meow Millet stretched her waist and revealed her "most attractive" belly, which finally attracted the attention of the owner!

Yang Yan glanced at Meow Millet's interlaced hair, and suddenly had a new idea.

"Come, Luoluo, let's sing again!" Yang Yan smiled, clapped his palms, and sang, "Two cats, two cats, run fast, run fast......"

Luoluo really likes music very much, whether it is dancing dance music or singing songs, she can devote herself to it without distraction!

Now the little girl is in a state of interest, and as soon as her father opened her mouth, she tiptoed slightly excitedly and sang with her father: "Two paper cats and cats......"

Hey, something seems wrong?

Even if he is not yet two years old, with his talent for music and sound, he can feel it all at once!

I saw that the little girl was slightly stunned, her voice gradually weakened, and then, she blinked her eyes in confusion, as if she was reminiscing and reflecting on something......

"Well, baba, no, no!" finally Luo Luo reacted, she raised her pink little face, and said to her father in a milky voice, "No, two, two papers, what about the brain......"

It's not two cats, it's two tigers, and the little girl wants to express her judgment. However, her voice is getting weaker and weaker, and the "brain whine" behind her is all whispering, which seems very unconfident.

"Haha, Luoluo is right, it is indeed two old ...... Tiger!" Yang Yan smiled, gave a thumbs up, and gave Luoluo an appreciative look, and he didn't forget to show the little girl the correct pronunciation.

"But sometimes we don't have to sing according to the original lyrics, because we have our own creativity, we have our own ideas, don't we?" Yang Yan put his two hands to his chest, pointed to himself, and said softly to the little girl.

This is obviously a bit out of line, Luo Luo can't understand it, so he can only look up at his father, his thin lips are tightly closed, as if he is very serious.

"Like this song, we can sing two brain tigers...... No, it's a tiger. Yang Yan found that his pronunciation was a little deviated, so he couldn't help laughing and patted his head.

Luoluo didn't know if she understood her father's remorse, she probably saw her father's appearance, and when she heard her father's tone, she was immediately amused, which was also a grinning mouth, and she laughed crookedly with her father's eyes.

"Seriously, we can sing like this: two cats, two cats, run fast, run fast, one has no ears, the other has no mouth......" Yang Yan grabbed the meow millet in front of him on a whim and fiddled with Luoluo.

He used one arm to hold Meow Millet horizontally for a while, as if taking hostages, and the other big hand touched Meow Millet's ear, although it was only lightly touched, the two ears were as if they had been electrocuted, and they moved, but Luoluo still saw clearly.

Before the little girl could laugh amusefully, she noticed that her father had changed his position again!

Just like the lyrics he changed randomly, Yang Yan squatted on one knee on the ground, hugged Meow Xiaomi's heavy "flesh" in his arms, held its confused big cake face with both hands, and rubbed it, so that its mouth showed sharp teeth.

What is this doing!

After the master's strength relaxed, Meow Millet was finally able to break free and jumped out of the master's arms, but it did not run away, but stood there in a daze, looking at the big master in confusion.

Why did this big master suddenly become as terrifying as the little master?

Didn't you say "touch it"? How did it become "plate it"?

It's not over yet, Yang Yan saw the smile and strong interest in her daughter's eyes, and she is also "poetic", and continues to change.

"Two cats, two cats, run fast, run fast......" This time, Yang Yan sang and danced, and after standing up, he first made a running movement, and then raised the index finger of one hand and pointed at Meow Millet in a staggering manner.

"One doesn't catch mice, and the other eats until he dies, it's weird, it's weird!" Yang Yan's improvised adaptation directly sang about Meow Millet's current delicious and lazy state.

Meow millet didn't know that the owner was belittleing it openly, it saw the master's finger, so it raised its head, and the voice was very aggrieved and shouted: "Wonderful woo......"

"Hee-hee, cat!" Luo Luo tilted his little head and looked at his father and laughed.

She couldn't learn such a complicated new song from her father for a while, but the little girl's big eyes shone with a strange light - she seemed to feel a magical power in her father's singing.

Although she doesn't understand it yet, and she can't imitate it, this seed called "innovation" is quietly planted in the little girl's heart.

……

After playing with Luoluo for a while, Yang Yan arranged for her and Meow Xiaomi to go to the side to play, and then he returned to the dining table and continued to sort out Luoluo's old clothes.

He took out all the clothes that had fallen out of the box and placed them on top of the newspaper on the dining table. The previous clothes were very messy, and Yang Yan wanted to divide the clothes for the infant stage and the clothes after the age of one according to the size of the clothes, fold them again, and then put them neatly.

However, Yang Yan didn't know that Luoluo had been playing with Meow Xiaomi for less than a while, and she couldn't help but raise her little head and look in her father's direction.

The little girl had a lot of fun with her father just now, and she still depends on her father in her heart, and she still wants to play with her father!

But Dad has to "work"!

The little girl hesitated for a moment, then stood up quietly, and set her little friend aside, and she walked slowly to her father's side one by one.

This timid appearance, as if she is also afraid of her father's blame!

Of course, her movements couldn't hide from her father's eyes, Yang Yan caught a glimpse of the little girl's bright pale yellow dress, and subconsciously turned her head to look over.

Discovered by Dad!

Luoluo was startled, and she paused nervously.

"Come here, do you want to stand there and look at Dad?" Yang Yan greeted the little girl with a smile, picked her up, and let her stand on the chair, "Stand firm, don't fall." ”

Standing on the chair, Luo Luo could see the situation on the table, and the little girl's little hand was on the edge of the dining table, and she looked curiously at the clothes that her father was folding.

Although she didn't recognize those clothes, Luoluo was very smart, she knew that these little clothes at home could only be her own!

So, the little girl's eyes blinked, and after a while, she asked in a soft and glutinous voice: "Hmm, baba, jie, jie, what?"

She wanted to ask her father what he was doing, but the little girl had limited vocabulary and sentence structure, so she could only ask it like this—it was already very hard to hold back this sentence!