Xi Yan had a little entertainment in the evening, and then came back late.

He went upstairs and stopped as he passed the children's room.

Then I pushed open the door and saw that my two sons were still looking at their phones.

The center of his eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

"Why aren't you sleeping?"

The two little guys were a little frightened when they saw the cheap dad who appeared in the fierce spotlight.

Xi Moyan even subconsciously hid his mobile phone.

"Dad, we'll go to sleep right ......"

Xi Yan's narrow eyes stared at him, and then stretched out his hand.

He didn't have to speak, he stared at ...... The temperature in this room seems to have dropped by several degrees.

Xi Moyan knew what his father meant by reaching out.

He had to take out his phone and hand it over.

“…… Dad, give your phone to Uncle Menggang! We're going to watch Mommy's live stream tomorrow after school. ”

It's so pathetic to see my mom today! I only eat ...... What's that called? O, is a self-heating hot pot.

Something they've never eaten.

I don't know if it's delicious or not, but when Mommy comes back, he'll buy it and try it.

The little guy's train of thought couldn't help but run away.

Xi Yan looked at him and said lightly, "There's a TV downstairs, watch it there." ”

The small interface of the mobile phone is too hurtful for the eyes of children.

"I can sleep now."

After saying that, he raised his feet and walked out.

Before he could reach the door, Xi Moyan hurriedly spoke: "Dad, Mommy will tell us stories every night, and now that Mommy is not here, can you tell us stories, Dad?" ”

Storytelling? Xi Yan's steps paused, and he turned around.

However, he stared at Xi Mozhai, who had just spoken, but at Xi Mozhai, "You also need it?" ”

Xi Mozhai: ......

No, he didn't need this man to tell them stories.

But just as he was about to say no, he turned around his mouth and swallowed it back.

met the dad's gaze, and then nodded slowly.

Xi Yan: ......

"Okay, since you both want to hear it, I'll tell you about it."

Walk over and signal them to lie down!

The twins were very obedient this time.

"Dad, what's the story you're going to tell?" Xi Mo was quite curious.

At this moment, even Xi Mozhai's beautiful eyes were filled with curiosity.

What is he going to say......

Xi Yan's dark eyes glanced at the two brothers lightly.

Then he retracted his gaze, his thin lips opened slightly, and he spit out a paragraph: "At the beginning of people, their nature is good, their sex is similar, and Xi is far away......"

Xi Mozhai: ......

Is this storytelling?

The Three Character Sutra is storytelling? Quickly closed his little eyes.

Xi Mo Enthalpy: ......

I don't understand, I don't understand at all.

No, he's sleepy.

"Dad, can't you tell the story of the little prince?"

Xi Mo held his eyelids, but there was still a deep sleepiness in his voice.

Xi Yan's voice was still cold, "No, this is better for you!" ”

Then continue to recite ......

After a while, the sound of the twins' little snoring slowly came out.

Xi Yan didn't expect that they would fall asleep after only thinking about it for a while.

Looking at the sleeping faces of the two of them, he raised his eyebrows, then got up and left the room.

But as soon as the door closed, the twins suddenly opened their eyes.

Xi Mo patted his little chest with his chubby little hands.

"This dad is also terrible, he actually endorses us. In the future, I will never listen to this dad tell stories again......"

Although Xi Mozhai didn't say anything, his expression meant the same thing.

That's a good story...... But don't talk about it later.