Daddy..."

"Little Daddy~"

"Wake up!"

The noon sun was mild, and Mr. Shan was sleeping in a daze, hearing a soft and glutinous voice swaying back and forth in his ears. Shan always waved his hand impatiently: "Come on... I've got to sleep..."

"Little Dad, I'm hungry~"

"Hungry..."

Mr. Shan was half-asleep and half-awake, muttering angrily: "It's useless for you to call my father... How many words did the master call you last night, Dad... Exercise... just refuses to let go of Lao Tzu's waist..."

Mr. Shan drank the sorghum wine given by fans last night.

After two cups, the whole person became delirious and began to make mistakes.

The silent guy doesn't know which tendon is twitching, and he always thinks that the mountain that drinks is very cute. dragged people to bed to run errands, and they didn't sleep for most of the night, and the mountains were always tossed and their waists were gone...

The next day, Mr. Shan really couldn't get up.

"Daddy~~"

"I'm hungry..."

In the confusion, Shan always felt that there were two things arching back and forth in the quilt, and then his eyelids were gently opened. Two small shadows appeared.

"Dad~~Hungry~~"

Mr. Shan: ???

Mr. Shan: !!

The sleepy insect in his head ran away instantly, and Mr. Shan sat up suddenly, poking at the two little fat men on the bed: "You haven't left yet?" Also, what is it called Dad, what is it called Brother! ”

The two dolls pouted aggrievedly: "Dad..."

Mr. Shan was crazy: "Didn't you two go home with my parents yesterday?" Why are you still here? The more Mr. Shan thought about it, the more wrong it became, and he called his parents, and the phone was turned off.

WeChat voice in seconds:

"Son, your father and I are too old to support your cousin's two children. Let's discuss, the house you and Xiao Shen bought is big enough, just enough to raise two babies. By the way, these two children are already in our family's household registration book, and they are your sons. The big one is called Yang Luotian, and the small one is called Yang Luodi. ”

"I see that you don't go out much every day for live broadcasts, so you raise two children by the way. Later, when they are old, there are also people who are filial. That's it, your dad and I are going abroad for our honeymoon, a week — oh no, I'll be back in a month, bye-bye, I'm going to get on the plane. ”

Mr. Shan: ...

Wake up and be a father.

Dolls can be beaten with soy sauce.

At this moment, the twins pounced on Mr. Shan, and called out in a milky voice: "Little father, you are hungry and want to eat." ”

"Grandparents said that we must listen to my little father, otherwise we will all be thrown into the trash, don't worry, we are all very obedient."

Yang Luotian leaned over and kissed Mr. Shan's cheeks: "Little Dad, we are very well-behaved, not picky eaters." It's just that I'm hungry. ”

Yang didn't talk too much, and looked at Mr. Shan with pitiful eyes, and his little belly growled.

The little dad is really able to sleep, he doesn't get up in the morning, and his neck is bitten by mosquitoes.

Mr. Shan grinds his teeth, he himself is a child who needs to be taken care of, and he can still raise two milk babies? No, you have to discuss with Silence and send these two obstructive babies away.

Mr. Shan grabbed a curly hair irritably and got out of bed: "I'm going to heat the meal, don't run around." ”

"Okay, little daddy."

"Don't call me Daddy!"

"Yes, little daddy."

“...”

Silence and Lu Zuoyu partnered to open an Internet company, and when they were at work during the day, Silence usually made lunch in advance, and Mr. Shan only needed to heat it in the microwave oven to eat delicious food.

"Little Dad, eat mushrooms~~"