The kitchen lamp was still on, and on the sofa in the living room sat a delicate little boy like an elf, and on the table in front of him was a stack of books, a thick one, which at a glance knew was not a child's favorite book.

After a while, a handsome man in an apron in the kitchen came out with freshly baked dishes, glanced in the direction of the living room, and saw that the table was full of messy books, and he had a terrible headache.

Chun Yuli put down the dishes and walked out quickly, reached out and put away all the books on the table, and put them into the bookcase in the living room at will.

"Sibao, why are you tossing these books out again? Put on your shoes and go to dinner. ”

"What are we going to eat today?" Sibao pouted his little ass and rubbed it off the sofa, put on his Q version of his slippers and walked towards Chun Yuli with Xiao Hui.

came out and put the books on the table, turned around and took his son's little hand, "We'll eat your favorite food tonight!" ”

"That's not the same as not saying it." Sibao pursed his lips, very disappointed.

He has fantasized countless times about his mother's life, if his mother is here, his skills must be better than his father's, and he will not be impatient when he speaks, and he will definitely treat him very gently. Sibao smiled stupidly, reached out and touched the necklace on his chest, and his mood suddenly improved.

Chun Yuli didn't care about him, picked him up and put him on the chair, and asked, "Have you drunk all the milk?" ”

"I've drunk it all." Sibao nodded obediently, but he missed his mother more and more, and his mother would not speak so bluntly like his father.

He began to compare his father and mother, and strongly felt that his father was not as good as his mother, and he was suddenly a little aggrieved.

After dinner, Chun Yuli picked him up from the bathroom and threw him on the bed. Sibao glanced at it sadly and squirmed into the quilt. Only a small pink face is revealed, and there is short black hair that is silky.

Seeing Chun Yuli turn around to leave, Sibao asked pitifully, "Dad, where are you going?" ”

Chun Yuli, who had already walked to the door, turned his head, looked at him and said as a matter of course: "Dad is going to work, you go to sleep first!" ”

"However, before the children go to bed, their parents tell them stories!"

"That's a child!" Chun Yuli completely ignored the plea in his son's eyes, turned around and went to pull the doorknob.

Sibao's eyes turned red, and he instantly became foggy, "However, I also want to sleep listening to the story." ”

"Daddy will tell you a story tomorrow!" Chun Yuli was perfunctory, God knows that he had never heard a fairy tale when he was so old.

A man didn't admit it even when he was killed in his heart, but in fact, he was a little envious and jealous.

Men who have never heard the story of the call, sad!

"I'm going to listen to it today!" Sibao hugged the quilt and began to roll, typical of cheating.

Chun Yuli's head suddenly got bigger!

Who did this bear child learn from, the bigger it is, the more difficult it is, I knew it was so, and let him go to a kindergarten, and go directly to the company with him. Chun Yuli faintly regretted it in her heart, but she was a little happy.

His son was too introverted and sensible by him, and he was sensible, which made him feel a little distressed.

It's just that he really can't tell this story!

Chun Yuli was about to cry, but suddenly his brain flashed, he coughed dryly and said, "Okay, tell you a story, you wait a minute, I'll go out for a while, and I'll come back to tell you a story right away." ”

Sibao stopped rolling and asked with a look of surprise, "Really?" ”

[I just went home, I was in a hurry, I didn't catch insects, forgive me!] 】