Chapter 389: Let him see that he can't eat and die of hunger
When the old man saw that Pan Panken let Zou Zichen hug him, his smiling eyes narrowed, and he whispered to me and laughed: "This kid has known how to coax little girls since he was a child, and now this trick is full of use." Some time ago, I saw that Panpan didn't let him hug me, and I was still worried, but now it seems that I am all worrying. "I scolded in my heart, it turned out that I had recruited little girls since I was a child, hum!!
When Zou Zichen went to dinner, I put away the 'Snow White' he bought, took my daughter to the toy room, and played with building blocks to read and write.
In the past, if I could come back early in the evening, I would spare half an hour to teach her, and her grandfather would also teach, but she was going to send it to the parent-child class, but she was too young, and I still couldn't bear it. I thought to myself that now that I am free, I can sign up for a parent-child newspaper and have a little dance class, so that she can have more contact with the children, and her personality will be more cheerful.
The two of us were playing intently when the door was gently pushed in from the outside. Zou Zichen changed into a casual sweatshirt and walked in.
Panpan saw him come in, his big eyes turned into a crooked moon, picked up a building block, pointed to the words on it, and read, "Okay."
"Wow, Panpan can be literate, awesome!" Zou Zichen walked up to us and sat on the floor like us.
The daughter was praised by him, and her desire to express herself was stimulated, and she picked up a building block again, but this time the building block she picked up was more difficult to write, and she couldn't remember what to read after reading it for a long time? Then she blinked and looked at her father.
"Dad give Panpan a hint," Zou Zichen explained vividly, "This word is a kind of flying, they like to fly around in the sky every day, and they can sing." Pan Pan guess what it is? β
Pan Pan thought seriously and muttered, "Fly high and tall birds." β
"Panpan is so smart." I couldn't help but praise it first, and gave Zou Zichen a big smile, I didn't expect that he was quite good at teaching.
A certain man raised his eyebrows at me rather proudly, "Of course my daughter is smart. β
Cut, as soon as I heard this, I was upset.
"Then you teach her, I'll go upstairs and move things." I bit the word 'move' very hard.
Zou Zichen froze with a smile on his face, "What are you moving?" β
I glanced at him, ignored him, got up, clapped my hands, "Panpan, read well." β
"Don't you want to move?" Zou Zichen frowned and asked.
I walked to the door, turned my head and smiled: "I don't want to move, but I can't help but receive your kindness, you have asked people to clean up the room for me, or move it is not to live up to your kindness."
Zou Zichen grinned and sipped it again.
"Bye-bye," I waved my hand at Panpan, and after seeing a man's depressed face, I was in a good mood and opened the door and walked out.
I thought about it for a long time in the afternoon, and I didn't plan to move, thinking that I would just obey his wishes and sleep in the same bed, so maybe he would feel more like me. But when I thought about it, I didn't realize how important I was to him, and although he was starting to care about me now, he still didn't realize how important I was to him. In the same way, what is easy to get is always not easy to cherish.
It's good to live on the opposite side, so that he can't eat and kill him, haha.
I played Xiao Jiujiu and went upstairs.
In the afternoon, I went to the opposite room to have a look, although it is not as big as Zou Zichen's bedroom, but it is not small, and the room is also very stylishly decorated, which looks more warm than his bedroom, more like a girl's bedroom.
Actually, I said that it was moved, that is, the cosmetics on the dresser were moved, as well as toiletries, and the pillow I slept on, and nothing else was moved.
As soon as I put my things away, Zou Zichen came up with Panpan and leaned against the door, watching me put on a new futon, frowning slightly.
"I took her to the next room in the afternoon, and she said she was very beautiful and liked it," I told him while I was busy with my work, "but let her sleep alone for a period of transition, she has been insecure since she was a child, and if she wakes up in the middle of the night and can't see me, she will cry, so let her sleep with you first at night." β
"I'm going to sleep with my mother." My daughter leaned over to me. Zou Zichen had no choice but to carry her and walk to me.
I patted the quilt and smoothed out the wrinkles on it, "Panpan sleeps with my dad at night, isn't it?" β
My daughter glanced at Zou Zichen, then turned her eyes to look at me, and said in a milk voice, "Let's sleep together."
Zou Zichen's eyebrows were slightly raised, and his eyes were shining.
I coughed twice, but I didn't expect my daughter to say that.
"Then you should go to the shower first." He had to do the job.
"Me?" Zou Zichen was a little stunned.
I straightened up and walked up to the father and daughter, "You have not fulfilled your father's responsibilities, from now on, you will take care of the bath every night in the future, as well as her little socks and little Nen, and the matter of coaxing her to sleep." β
Zou Zichen looked at me with sparkling eyes, "Is that all?" β
A certain man looks like he is happy to serve his daughter.
"Well, and the night-bedtime story, too, you read it to her."
"Oh, is there anything else?" He smiled gently.
I glanced at him angrily, "That's all." β
Zou Zichen glanced at me meaningfully, and shook the daughter in his arms, "Panpan, then let's go take a bath first." β
Looking forward to me, it seems that I am still a little unaccustomed.
"Panpan will go over with my father to play in the water first, and my mother will go over in a while." I gently pinched her little face.
"Okay then." The daughter was a little helpless to respond.
Zou Zichen glanced at me softly, and went to his bedroom with Panpan.
I watched the two of them enter the bedroom opposite, the corners of my mouth lifted slightly.
After making the bed, I clapped my hands and went to the opposite bedroom, and as soon as I entered the door, I heard Panpan's jingling laughter coming from the bathroom, and I was "giggling" and laughing very happily.
I frowned and headed to the bathroom.
Uh, this is a man who is bathing his daughter, this is a water war.
Zou Zichen did not give Pan Pan the exclusive small bath tray, but directly used the bathtub, which was also filled with water, I don't know how much Mu liquid was poured on the thick layer of foam, Pan Pan stood in the bathtub with the shower in his hand and sprayed directly at Zou Zichen, laughing while spraying, and the man sat aside and fought back with his hands, and the two of them were extremely happy.
I walked in with my hands on my hips and roared, "What are you guys doing?" β
Pan Pan was startled, and the shower in his hand fell into the bathtub, and a man was already soaked, and his hair was dripping.
"Zou Zichen, I asked you to bathe her, not for you to have a water fight with her, can you look like an adult." I looked condescendingly at the big and the small.
Panpan saw my angry look, and leaned a little scared to Zou Zichen's side.
Zou Zichen met my angry glare with a smile, "Isn't the child's bath just playing." β
"She's a girl, don't teach her to me." I glanced at him, walked to the side and took Panpan's special bath towel, and hugged her out, "Panpan, my mother told you no, you can't waste water, why did you forget it." β
Panpan glanced at me with big eyes, snorted, and turned to look at Zou Zichen.
"Daddy let you play, right?" I asked as I lifted her up on the marble platform and rubbed her little body.
The daughter blinked, nodded, and then lowered her head as if she had done something wrong.
"In the future, if Dad plays in the water like this again, you have to tell him that this is not good, you know?"
The daughter nodded obediently, then turned her head and glanced at Zou Zichen again, and she didn't know what expression Zou Zichen made, she suddenly laughed.
I jerked my head to look, and the man immediately lowered his head and twisted his wet hair with both hands, as if nothing had happened.
It's naΓ―ve.
I glanced at him and went out with anticipation.
After dressing Panpan, I washed the milk she had to drink every night before going to bed and blew her hair. It took a long time for Zou Zichen to come out of the bathroom after taking a shower, wearing his previous bathrobe, and when he saw me, he slightly tightened the bathrobe, as if I would pounce on him and eat him later.
I glared at him disdainfully, "Come here, give her milk before going to bed every day" I pointed to the milk brewed at the bedside, and the children's storybook, "and then tell her stories first, she likes to listen to stories while drinking milk." β
Zou Zichen's eyes were a little floating, and he said wryly: "You demonstrate, otherwise you will think I can't do well in a while."
It's hard to be humble.
The daughter sat on the bed, smiled at him, and patted her side, "Let's listen to Mom's story together." β
Zou Zichen was very obedient, walked to the other side of the bed and sat next to his daughter.
I handed the milk to my daughter, and she leaned on Zou Zichen with the bottle in her arms, and naturally became more and more familiar with him.
Bloodline is such an amazing thing.
I picked up the storybook, flipped to the page of her favorite 'Snow White', and read it slowly, patting her gently.
Zou Zichen leaned on the head of the bed, gently caressing his daughter's head with his hand, and looked at me softly with his eyes.
When I finished reading the story, my daughter fell asleep with the empty bottle next to Zou Zichen, and the person who was leaned on seemed to be about to fall asleep.
Seems my story is hypnotic.
I put down the book, pulled the bottle out of my daughter's hand, laid her flat again, and whispered to the squinting man, "At night, let her sleep with you first, and she will kiss you after sleeping together for two days."
Zou Zichen looked at me stunned, "What about you?" β
His eyes seemed to say: Is it possible to sleep with you for two days, and the relationship can be good.
"As for me, I won't bother your father and daughter to enhance their relationship." After the words fell, I took the bottle into the bathroom to wash it, but I saw that my daughter's small inner and small socks were washed and hung neatly on the iron frame, I pursed my lips and smiled.
When I came out of the bathroom again, I saw Zou Zichen holding a book and leaning against the head of the bed to read, and when I heard my footsteps coming out, I raised my eyes and looked over.
I walked to the round table with the bottle, put the milk powder on the table and the bottle on the back cabinet, and said, "I have a lot of clothes, and the small wardrobe over there can't fit it, so I won't move it yet."
"Oh," he replied softly, briskly.
"Also, I don't like the bathroom over there, I'm used to using this bathroom, and I'll still wash it here in the future, don't you see it?"
Zou Zichen didn't snort.
I turned to look at him.
"Oh," he replied, lowering his head, looking very serious about his book, but with a smile in the corner of his eye.
I smiled in my heart, entered the cloakroom, and in a row of pajamas, I picked a rose red suspender nightdress, and the kind with lace flowers, Zou Zichen used to like me to wear such pajamas, so that he could go up and down.
I covered my face and blushed at the thought of the old face.
After taking my pajamas I went to the bathroom, and after taking a shower, I blew my hair half-rigid. In the past two years, my hair has grown a lot, and it has become a big wave, which is especially noticeable when the tips are blown and curled. Standing in the mirror, I looked at the woman in the mirror, with long hair like a waterfall on her shoulders, charming but not demonic, white skin, face like peach blossoms, eyebrows like distant mountains and autumn waves, enchanting figure, elegant temperament, full of charm.
I hooked my lips, winked at the beautiful woman in the mirror, and turned out of the bathroom.
Zou Zichen held a book in his hand, but leaned on the bed in a daze. I coughed lightly and walked over, and a man looked at me in a trance, and then froze. I walked slowly to the side of the bed, bent down and kissed my daughter on the face, tucked the quilt for her, and then raised my eyes to look at the man on the side.
He was looking at me with his peripheral vision.
I got up and smiled innocently at him, "Good night." Then he turned gracefully and walked out of his bedroom, followed by the burning gaze behind him, until I closed the door.
Standing in the doorway, I took a deep breath with a clap on my chest, hooked my lips, and entered the opposite room.
Although there are no two more today, it is a big chapter. Later, it's up to us how sultry we are.