It turns out that Xixi may have force, but she will never become a woman, after all, she still has a delicate girl's heart.

Under the pressure of her father and mother, Xixi must make the final choice.

I saw the little girl looking between her right and left hands for a long time, looking at the beautiful silver bracelet on one side and the wooden sword on the other...... The pattern on the sword's body finally sighed like the little adult, and said, "It's so hard to choose, but I still like the gift of hemp." ”

After saying that, the little girl was still holding the wooden sword nervously, looking at her father pitifully with her two big eyes, and asked weakly: "Baba, can Xixi still keep it?" Xixi likes it too!"

Xixi didn't understand, she thought that this choice was only one left.

"yes, I won!" Murphy had already raised her arms proudly and cheered, she happily ran over, picked up Xixi, kissed the little guy hard, and said, "Of course you can keep it, I believe that your poop is not so tasteless!"

Yang Yi still looked incredulous, he actually lost? How could it be? How could Xixi not like that wooden sword? Having a sword of his own is an ideal that every child should have!

If there is no ideal, what is the difference between it and salted fish?

"Xixi just said that she 'likes' my gift too, and it should be a higher level than your 'still likes'!" Yang Yi was unconvinced and struggled for a moment.

Murphy didn't answer his move, but raised his chin arrogantly, and snorted: "I am willing to gamble and lose, and I am not allowed to cheat!"

Yang Yi sighed, his heart was crossed, and he said: "Okay, I am willing to lose the bet, you say, what do you want me to do?"

Murphy put Xixi down, and the little girl was so happy that she found that her wooden sword had not been confiscated, so she hurriedly held it aside and continued to look at it, anyway, don't let Baba see it, lest he regret it!

"What is the thing you want to do?" Murphy sat on the sofa, his chin propped up on the table with his hands, his slender jade fingers gently tapped her smooth jade face, and then suddenly put it away, blinking playfully, "I haven't thought about it yet, remember it first, and then I'll talk about it when I've thought about it!"

“……”

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This birthday, Xixi had a very happy time, not only did her father and mother accompany her, not only did she have such a beautiful decoration, but she also had such a beautiful and delicious cake, Xixi also received gifts, her parents liked it very much, and later her mother took it out and said that it was a gift from Aunt Mo Xiaojuan Xixi also liked it.

"If only I could celebrate my birthday like this every day!, oh, why don't you make this a birthday wish?" the little one fell asleep with a sweet smile.

Murphy waited for her daughter to fall asleep before coming out of the bedroom, there were too many "surprises" today, and Murphy had a lot to say to Yang Yi!

Yang Yi was not in the study, but on the balcony, when Murphy took Xixi upstairs to take a bath, he stayed to clean up the mess, after all, people with obsessive-compulsive disorder almost just cleaned up, and after taking a bath, they came to the balcony to blow the wind and enjoy the moon.

"Anyway, the moon is good today. Hearing Murphy's arrival, Yang Yi didn't look back, and said softly.

Murphy sat down on the recliner next to Yang Yi, and now that the two of them get along, she has become a little reserved again, and her sitting posture is very ladylike.

Fortunately, Murphy didn't put that indifference on her face like before, she smiled silently and said, "Is this a pick-up?"

"What's the matter, this is called sharing!" Yang Yi immediately denied.

"Why does Xixi like the cake you made today?" asked Murphy about the curiosity she had been thinking about all night.

"It was a scene from a fairy tale I told her. Yang Yi went back to the living room and got the cup, then poured some juice he squeezed, and gestured, "Do you want to drink?

Murphy nodded, she took the cup and took a sip gently, the taste was not bad, sweet and sour, a bit like wine, I don't know that Yang Yi made it with several fruits.

"That story is more interesting, Xixi has always liked the characters in it, and every day she fantasizes that she can also have ice and snow magic. Yang Yi said with a smile.

Murphy nodded lightly: "You told Xixi a lot of stories, and Xixi told me, these are all made up by yourself?"

"Hey, that's right. Yang Yi cheekily admitted.

Murphy pursed his lips and said a little unconvinced: "It's not fair, you will make up your own stories, Xixi is sleeping with me now, and they all say that the stories I tell are not good!"

"When are you free, sort out your story and write it out!" Murphy thought of a way to say, "I want to see it, and then tell Xixi!

Yang Yi was a little speechless, but looking at Murphy's cute appearance, he still agreed.

"Anyway, the guitar you played today is pretty good, and you have spent time learning it. Murphy rarely praised Yang Yi.

This is what Yang Yi wants, and he is gradually showing his abilities to Murphy, so that Murphy doesn't feel too abrupt.

"What about singing, can you play the guitar well?" Yang Yi said with a smile.

Murphy said mercilessly: "You can't sing, your voice has not been practiced, you can't control the songs of this vocal range, and then you sing very stiffly, you sing completely according to your own ideas, and you lack skills." Your breath is long, but it won't be properly distributed, and you won't be able to breathe just right......"

In fact, Yang Yi sings better than ordinary people, but after all, he is a professional singer, and Murphy's standards are too high, so he gave Yang Yi a bad review as soon as he came up.

If you talk about the ability to appreciate music, Yang Yi's ears are no worse than Murphy's, but it is difficult for ordinary people to "hear" how well they sing, and there is indeed no professional training like Murphy, although Yang Yi is a little unconvinced, he has to admit that what Murphy said is a big truth.

His singing skills are not even better than Guo Ziyi!

Murphy realized that his evaluation was a bit excessive, and hurriedly said: "Of course, you can actually sing well, but you need to polish it a little, or, if I have time, I will teach you to sing?"

"Aren't you going to work? Yang Yi was a little out of his mouth, and this news was known to him in another identity.

Murphy didn't notice it, she sighed and said: "It's not so fast, the new album is still collecting songs, and now there is a relatively good songwriter who says that he is my fan and wants to write songs for me, but this workload is too much, and I think it is unlikely to succeed, so I still need to go to the website of the Copyright Society with Xiaojuan to find a needle in a haystack......"

After saying the depression in his heart, Murphy suddenly braked: "Hey, why am I telling you this? ”

Yang Yi smiled secretly, and he said quietly: "It's okay, I still believe in your fans, since he promised something, he will definitely be able to do it...... Let's do it!"

"I don't know, by the way, I noticed that you have changed a lot recently!" Murphy suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Yi with burning eyes.