Song Xixi looked at the melon: "Eat first, my mother said that nainai can only drink it when she sleeps at night." ”

The melon stuck out her tongue and kicked her little short legs off the sofa, and the little clever failed.

The dining table and chairs that Song Xixi bought were relatively high, and the melon couldn't go up, so the little hand pulled Tang Zhihuan's trouser leg and said sweetly: "Uncle Tang, can you hug me up?" ”

Tang Zhihuan bent down to pick her up, put her on the chair, and carefully pushed the chair together: "Sit down obediently." ”

Song Xixi took the dishes and chopsticks from the kitchen, put a small bowl of rice for the melon, scooped up the corn rib soup, and handed her the small spoon: "After eating, my godmother will take you to the community to swing." ”

"Good!" The melon's eyes lit up, revealing an excited look, there are several swing racks in the leisure facilities downstairs in Song Xixi's community, and every time Yu Cha comes with the melon, he has to swing.

She took a spoon and stuffed rice into her mouth one bite at a time, praising herself as she ate: "The melon is so good!" ”

Song Xixi couldn't help laughing: "Yes, the melon melon is the best, come, eat a corn." ”

Tang Zhihuan quietly watched the interaction between Song Xixi and Muskmelon, and a strange tenderness grew in his heart.

He took a chopstick and shredded potatoes and put them in a bowl, and ate them slowly, which tasted good.

After eating, Song Xixi went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, and the melon pulled Tang Zhihuan to play games with her.

After Song Xixi cleaned up, the three of them went to the community downstairs to play on the swing.

After a while, Song Xixi was a little tired, so he asked Tang Zhihuan to push the melon.

Sitting on a chair next to him and resting for a while, Song Xixi remembered that there might be menstruation in the past few days, and there was no sanitary napkin at home, so he wanted to go to the convenience store outside the community to buy it.

The melon swing was happy and refused to go.

Song Xixi looked at Tang Zhihuan: "Then I'll buy something myself, you accompany the melon." ”

Tang Zhihuan responded, gently pushing the swing, rippling with the little girl's joyful and sweet laughter.

"Uncle Tang, push it up a little more!"

"Not afraid of wrestling?"

"Don't be afraid, Uncle Tang will protect me, right?"

Tang Zhihuan smiled, pushed a little harder, and carefully protected her to play.

Waiting for Song Xixi to come back after shopping,

One big and one small are still swinging.

Song Xixi took out the milk tablets bought at the convenience store: "Muskmelon, don't play, godmother will give you milk tablets." ”

"I want to eat!" The melon's eyes lit up and he swallowed.

Tang Zhihuan hugged her down, ran to Song Xixi's side as soon as she landed, and raised her little face: "Give the milk slices to the melon!" ”

Song Xixi peeled one and put it in the mouth of the melon.

Tang Zhihuan had some fine sweat on his forehead, but he was in a good mood, with a gentle smile in his eyes.

Song Xixi glanced at him, broke a milk tablet and handed it to his lips: "You eat one too." ”

Tang Zhihuan swallowed it gently, and the slight sweetness of milk spread in his mouth.

The three of them went back to the apartment together.

The children went to bed early, Song Xixi went home to help the melon take a bath, Tang Zhihuan soaked the milk for the melon according to Song Xixi's instructions, and was shaking it in his hand, and when the melon finished taking a bath and changed into pajamas and sat on the bed like a milk doll, the milk temperature was just right.

"Thank you, Uncle Tang!"

Tang Zhihuan smiled and pinched her soft little face.

Song Xixi helped the melon take a bath, the clothes on her body were also a lot wet, and there was still some foam in her hair, she took the storybook brought by Yu Cha to Tang Zhihuan: "The child goes to bed at half past eight, you tell her a bedtime story." ”

Tang Zhihuan looked at the "Three Little Pigs" handed to him by Song Xixi.

I was stunned for a moment and took it.

Song Xixi took her pajamas and went into the bathroom, thinking about something as simple as telling a fairy tale, Tang Zhihuan would not have a problem.