The little guy took the picture book and ran to Han Mo in cute pink slippers, "Dad, are you done?"

Han Mo touched the top of the child's head dotingly, "Xuanxuan is so good, Dad is done." Exited the space-time forum casually, didn't look at the reaction of the Beidu Writers' Association, and turned off the computer directly.

"Dad, Xuanxuan is sleepy and wants to sleep. The little one yawned widely.

Han Mo got up and pinched the little guy's baby fat face, "Then you have to take a bath and go to bed again." ”

I wanted to be lazy and not take a bath but was discovered by my father, and the little guy pouted and followed my father into the bathroom.

As long as he is with the little guy, Han Mo will forget everything, whether he is happy or unhappy, people or things are no longer important to him. The scene that happened at the forum just now had long been forgotten by him.

Xuanxuan was already sleepy, and Han Mo's bedtime story was only halfway told, and the little guy fell asleep sweetly. The two little hands were still holding his father mischievously, and the little guy's fleshy little face was lying on the bed and looked rounder.

Han Mo put Xuanxuan's little hand into the quilt and couldn't help but whisper, "I've really gained weight recently." ”

Closing the door of the small room, Han Mo began to tidy up the living room, just now the little guy was playing alone in the living room, and some of the last toys had not had time to be cleaned up, although the little guy's habits were very good, and most of the things that were finished playing would be put back in their original places, but after all, it was a child.

In order to develop the habit of returning toys to the little guy, Han Mo specially bought a small toy rack, and asked Xuanxuan to put the toys that she often plays with in the toys, and this toy rack is placed next to the TV cabinet in the living room, and the toys here are usually played by the little ones in the living room.

Han Mo put the little frog that the last little guy had played with back on the toy shelf, and the mobile phone on the table suddenly vibrate, and Shu Ya's name danced on the screen.

Han Mo glanced at the time when he did go to bed earlier than usual, thinking that maybe Shu Ya still called the child to say good night according to the previous sleeping time, so he answered the phone and said immediately. "The child fell asleep, went to bed a little early today. ”

Shu Ya let out a gentle "oh", "I received the photo you sent." After a pause, he said, "It's the same as before." ”

Shu Ya leaned on the head of the bed, but her eyes kept staring at the laptop screen placed next to the bed, the screensaver was a parent-child photo, the daughter was riding on her father's neck, and the father was dragging the little guy's two fleshy little hands, and both of them were laughing happily.

Han Mo was stunned for a moment and didn't understand what Shu Ya meant, and followed along, "It's not the same, Xuanxuan doesn't wear makeup." ”

"I'm talking about you. Shu Ya's charming eyes flashed a trace of complicated emotions, and her eyes fell on Han Mo's face not far away, full of sunny smiles, just like when they were in southern Jiangsu, how beautiful the years were.

Shu Ya's mind was full of memories of their happiness, her heart warmed, and her nose suddenly became sour.

Han Mo was more wooden in terms of feelings, and he didn't understand what Shu Ya meant, thinking that he had heard it wrong, and subconsciously said, "Huh?"

Shu Ya wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, she had already brought the atmosphere up, but Han Mo just didn't follow her wishes, and disrupted all the emotions just now.

"Don't you have anything to tell me?" Shu Ya's tone remained peaceful, but she was already a little unhappy in her heart.

Han Mo thought for a while, "Yes." ”

Shu Ya instantly showed a smile on her face, leaned against the head of the bed and moved her body, unable to suppress her joy, and asked softly, "What do you want to say?"

"Xuanxuan painted a puppy in the kindergarten, more abstract, but Teacher Ding said it was very good, and it was exhibited in the kindergarten, only two children's works in each class were selected, for this matter, the little guy has been showing off in front of me, and then I went to the school to see what others painted, which is more abstract than Xuanxuan's painting, no wonder the teacher has always said that Xuanxuan has a talent for painting. ”

After saying that, Han Mo remembered that when he went to kindergarten, the little expression that the little guy showed off to him was so cute, and the paintings on display, if he didn't look at the name, he couldn't see what the paintings were, they were all at the level of abstract masters, but this was the imagination of children, Han Mo couldn't help laughing.

Shu Ya didn't expect Han Mo to say this, the smile that was still hanging just now instantly froze on her face, she took a deep breath and pressed the fire, "Isn't there anything else besides the child?"

Han Mo was completely stunned, the content of his previous phone calls with Shu Ya was all about children, he thought about it again and suddenly thought that there was really something else, and hurriedly said, "Yes, if you didn't remind me, I almost forgot." ”

Shu Ya brushed a trace of shyness at the corner of her mouth, subconsciously brushed her loose long hair behind her ears, and asked gently, "What's the matter?"

Han Mo didn't think about it and said casually, "It's not a big deal, help me tell Zeng Ying, the child doesn't have to be sent to her this Saturday, and it won't be used in the future, someone at home will help me take care of the child." ”

Shu Ya almost threw her phone out, holding it for so long just to pass a message for him.

"Okay, got it, I'm okay, I'm hanging. ”

Shu Ya threw the mobile phone into the bed, got into the quilt directly, threw the mobile phone and still didn't understand the hatred, and kept lucking.

Suddenly, Shu Ya sat up and said to herself, "Someone will help him take care of the child, who will help Han Mo take care of the child?"

Her brain was blank, and she regretted that she hung up too quickly just now, so she didn't ask carefully, Shu Ya quickly took her mobile phone and flipped to Han Mo's number.

His finger stopped above Han Mo's name, but he hesitated, wanting to ask, but he was afraid of hearing the answer, and he felt uncomfortable not asking.

"Don't want to, sleep. Shu Ya casually threw the phone to the pillow, pressed the light remote control, and burrowed into the quilt in a huff.

Han Mo looked at the mobile phone screen that had been hung up, Shu Ya's name was still there, he felt that Shu Ya seemed to be angry, but he didn't know why she was angry, and he was a little confused.

Later, I thought about it, maybe it was a lot of work pressure, after all, there are many intrigues in the entertainment industry, Shu Ya has no relatives in the northern capital, and she has to show her best side in front of the camera every day, and she has accumulated more negative emotions in her heart, so she will find a place to vent, although she is in the entertainment industry, but she is a man, and her emotional control is stronger than that of a woman.

Han Mo put down his mobile phone, worked hard for a while, and it was already late before going to bed, so he gently pushed open Xuanxuan's door.

The little guy's two little hands have stretched out of the quilt and are held high above his head, making a gesture of "surrender".

Han Mo quietly walked over, put the two little hands back on the quilt, and as soon as he put them in the quilt, the little guy turned over again, swept his little nose, and muttered, "Grandpa, let's go play......"

Han Mo shook his head with a smile and tucked the quilt back for Xuanxuan, he knew that the children were looking forward to their grandparents coming, but fortunately they were coming soon.