Xian'er's hair is black and soft, and when she cuts it like this at this time, she is really a handsome little handsome guy.

"Mo'er, can you come?" Baili Fenghua compared to a kitchen knife.

The little devil wrinkled her little face, thought about it and thought about it, and finally strode over, and she didn't forget to comfort herself in her mouth: "All this is for my mother, so I let it go!" ”

"Hehe......" Xiao Feng'er, the only one who didn't have to cut her hair, laughed happily, walked in front of Xian'er, and the little pink little Tuan'er's hand touched Xian'er's hair cutely, and then laughed again:

"Xian'er's hair looks better when it's cut like this......"

"Your dad cut it, can it not look good?" Baili Fenghua raised his eyebrows and said very handsomely.

Xian'er smiled cutely, and made a cute grimace at her father: "Daddy, we can't call daddy in the future, we have to call daddy!" ”

"Daddy?" Baili Fenghua frowned.

Xian'er nodded and smiled: "You haven't noticed, along the way, those children call their fathers daddy or daddy!" ”

"Daddy...... Daddy ......" Feng'er read it again, and found that it was really good, so she called a few words again and again.

Baili Fenghuayan smiled even more.

Bow your head and start cutting your hair for Mo'er.

With Xian'er being the first to operate, it was easier and simpler to get to Mo'er, I saw him handsomely shake off the knife, and then brushed it, and another handsome short hair came out.

Moreover, he deliberately cut the hairstyles of the two to be exactly the same, and the two faces were the same, which looked super cute.

"That's it!" Laughed.

Then, frowning again, the child's hairstyle was solved, his own hair, what a problem!

"Daddy, can I cut it for you?" Feng'er was eager to try, and she was inexplicably excited.

"I'm coming, my knife skills are the best!" Mo'er was also very excited and turned around to pick up Daddy's kitchen knife.

Baili Fenghua stared at Feng'er Mo'er with a smile and a smile, not to mention, this son and a daughter cut it for him, he really didn't feel at ease!

Especially Mo'er, a little devil who advocates force, has no aesthetics at all, and he suspects that his hair will not be cut into a chicken nest.

"I'd better do it!" Xian'er looked at Daddy's pitiful appearance and couldn't help but say calmly.

I walked over and took the kitchen knife.

Baili Fenghua is a little relieved, at least, this kid is calm enough and has a certain aesthetic sense, so as not to make himself a weird head.

And although Feng'er Mo'er was dissatisfied, she didn't say anything.

These three children were born from compatriots, because when they were born, Baili Fenghua didn't know who was the first hand, so they didn't even distinguish between the big and the small.

But it doesn't matter how big or small, but Xian'er has been a little adult since she was a child, calm and calm, not like a child, so Feng'er has been silently showing him as a leader.

And although Mo'er was reluctant to respect him as a leader at first, but he had a high level of martial arts but was not cunning enough, Xian'er has always been treacherous, so in a certain bet, Mo'er lost very naturally and became a younger brother.

But Mo'er is willing to serve Xian'er as the greatest, but he definitely refuses to accept Feng'er as his sister.

So this sweet and well-behaved little Feng'er naturally became a little sister.

"I'm relieved that Xian'er is here." Sitting down, Xian'er glanced at Mo'er's hairstyle, and then looked left and right, back and forth, and then began to use the knife