"Luoluo, Dad will confess to your godmother soon!"

It was another sunny morning, Yang Yan sat cross-legged on the soft cushion in the living room, two big hands supporting her cheeks, watching her daughter's little back arched and lying in front of the pile of gifts. He finally couldn't hold back the yearning and apprehension in his heart, and quietly revealed a little news to his daughter.

Hearing her father calling herself, she was looking through the drops of yesterday's pile of gifts with great interest, turned her little head curiously, and saw that her father was talking to herself, so she grabbed a small box that she had been looking at for a long time just now, and got up.

"Hee-hee!" When the little girl turned her little body to her father, she grinned her little mouth, revealing a few little white teeth, and smiled brightly with inexplicable excitement, and pounced on her father with a quick step, and her powerful little short legs walked very neatly!

Falling and pounced, Yang Yan hurriedly put away the two hands holding his cheeks, opened his arms, and took the little girl who didn't know the severity.

In order to cooperate with her daughter's "game", Yang Yan also deliberately tilted her head back, showing that she couldn't catch it, holding her daughter's small body with her big hands, and "screaming": "Ahh

Luoluo was suddenly amused by his father and laughed "giggle", laughing so much that his little body was soft, and he seemed to have no strength to stand up, and he had to be held by his father to barely support his little head.

This hugging game is not tired of playing, and the little girl is particularly dependent on sticking to her father's arms, reluctant to get up.

"What is this?" Yang Yan picked up the long box that Luo Luo was holding just now, and asked in surprise.

Of course Yang Yan knows what this is, he introduced it when Fang Hexu gave it to Luoluo yesterday, a set of colored crayons, however, this crayon seems to be a bit special, because it is not the shape of a pen, but the appearance of an egg!

Egg-like crayons? Yang Yan felt a little magical when he saw the advertising pictures on the box, but he had to entertain guests at that time, so he didn't have time to take it apart and study it.

"How old is Luoluo? You buy her crayons. Lei Zhentian saw it, and complained frantically about Fang Hexu at that time.

Yang Yan actually thinks that Luoluo is only one year old and will be a little too early to start getting in touch with these creative toys.

However, Fang Hexu was not perfunctory in preparing a birthday gift for Luoluo, the set of crayons he bought was not expensive, but it was just for people to bring back from the neon country, which took a lot of thought.

Pulling a little far, I heard the sound of the box behind me, and the fall that was sticking to her father's coquettishness came to her spirit again, she tried hard to turn over her little body, stood up from her father's arms, and then pressed the box with her little palm, staring at the colorful colors on it with big eyes, and babbling and answering with her father.

"Na nah, hmm......" The little girl looked serious, as if she knew what it was.

Yang Yanwan smiled, he shook the box lightly with his two hands, and said softly to his daughter: "Luoluo, let's take it apart and take a look, okay?"

Luoluo turned her head and looked at her father with her big bright eyes, and then she muttered with a small mouth: "Good ......"

Don't think that Luoluo has understood her father's words, the little girl just learned the pronunciation of "good", every time Yang Yan asked her if she was good, the little girl would subconsciously respond "good".

Yang Yan opened the box, and the egg-shaped crayons embedded in the packaging sponge were taken out by Yang Yan.

Wait, is this really crayons?

When Yang Yan saw the real thing, he couldn't believe it, because it looked more like a gacha than a crayon!

The shape is like a gacha, there is an arc texture in the middle, Yang Yan broke it, it can be broken like a gacha, after it is broken in two, the structure of the two sides is different, one side is a three-dimensional convex type, and the other side is a three-dimensional concave type, which can just be inlaid up.

And its feel and look are more like a plastic toy, because the surface is smooth and shiny, and it feels slightly softer than plastic, but it does not have the sticky and greasy feeling of crayons.

So, is it really a crayon?

Yang Yan suspiciously pinched up half of the orange-red egg, tried to draw it on the inside of the box opening, there were traces, but he had to use force, Yang Yan tried again, and a thin orange-red line was drawn by him!

It's really crayons!

Yang Yan was a little emotionally moved by the creative ability of the people of the Neon Country, when he was young, why hadn't he seen such an interesting toy?

If so, maybe he would have become interested in painting as well, right?

Luoluo stood beside his father, watching his father play with the egg-shaped crayons, how did his father disassemble the ball, how to draw with the ball, Luoluo opened his mouth slightly, and looked at it curiously.

The little girl waited for a while, and finally couldn't help it, she put her little hand in front of her father's eyes, and protested with her father.

Is it for me, or for you, dad?

Yang Yan laughed, put the egg crayon in his hand back, and then handed it to Luoluo and asked her to play. This egg crayon is relatively large, and with Luoluo's current small palm, it can't be grasped with one hand, so Yang Yan doesn't have to worry that this egg crayon will be stuffed into his mouth.

Of course, Yang Yan still has to teach his daughter, he picked up another egg crayon, and said softly to his daughter: "This is a drawing!"

"It's not to be eaten, it can't be eaten!" Yang Yan took the egg crayon and gestured to stuff it into his mouth, then withdrew it, crossed his hands in front of him to draw a fork, and shook his head and said.

As early as when she was seven or eight months old, Luoluo could read what should not be done from her father's expression and repeated emphasis, and now she can understand some vague words, so the little girl can understand her father's requirements even more.

However, Luoluo's interest was not in eating, and after the little girl looked at her father for a while, she buried her little head and played with the crayon in her hand with all her heart.

She imitated her father's movements and tried to break the ball, however, she may have buckled it in the wrong position, or it may have been too strong to make it bad, and Luoluo couldn't break it after several attempts.

"Hmm...... Baba ......" Luoluo got up from the ground, her little mouth pouted unhappily, her body was tilting, and while sliding into her father's arms, her little hand stretched out to let her father see if her toy was broken.

"That's how it's played!" Yang Yanzheng asked the brothers who had just gathered yesterday in the 506 group if they were free, and wanted to ask them out for dinner and give him advice, but after being disturbed by his daughter, he dropped his phone with a smile and took the balls in Luoluo's hand.

"Look!" Yang Yan said softly, he placed the balls in front of Luoluo, slowed down, broke the balls, and pointed to the explanation, "From here, with a slight force, it will be opened." ”

Luoluo didn't go aside to play by herself, she sat in her father's arms, leaned on her father's warm belly, held two crayons of eggs, and buried her head in playing.

Luoluo didn't draw, just compared to the arc notch, as if looking for a way to buckle, her two little hands came together, although she couldn't put it together, but she was also having fun, whether her father was chatting with others on her mobile phone, she was staring at her little hands very engrossedly.

It's a child, after all!

The happiness of falling is also so simple and simple!

Hanmen said

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