Almighty Star Daddy

  The camping that was said to be good, but because the competition could not be carried out, the little regret in Xuan Xuan's heart was slowly dissipated because of the next camping plan promised by her father and the full set of limited edition Betsy rabbits in her hand.

Han Mo didn’t take this competition too seriously. After the game ended, the director strongly begged him to leave his contact information, but Han Mo still refused. Happy.

"Dad, look at my Betsy Rabbit. This is Father Rabbit, this is Mother Rabbit, and this is Little Sister Bei." Xuan Xuan proudly introduced her favorite cartoon character to her father, and spent a night to paint her dad. Describes the story of the Becky Rabbit family.

  Tonight is not the father telling the story to coax the baby to sleep, but the baby's story warms the father.

The bright moonlight shines through the glass, and casts a faint light on the little guy’s sleeping pretty face, and the smile that just slipped over her mouth. It may be that the little guy is too happy to have fun during the day, and the little guy is actually talking sweetly in sleep. She was still holding Little Sister Bei tightly in her hand.

  Han Mo put the little guy's tumbling little arm back into the quilt again. He was thinking about his own business and making money in his heart.

Making money has become a top priority for Han Mo. He subconsciously moved his arms. The original owner's physical fitness was average. He took the little guy out for a day, and his shoulders and arms were sore. Han Mo meditated in his heart. To exercise, the body is the capital of the revolution.

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   Tired of playing during the day, sleeping at night is particularly good. This rule is especially applicable to the little guy. A burst of aroma drifts into the bedroom with the air. Xuan Xuan rubs her little nose, her big eyes flashing open suddenly.

Han Mo woke up early and started to make breakfast for Xuan Xuan after a simple exercise. The eggs made a tantalizing sound on the frying pan. When he was cleaning up the kitchen, the omelet mold he found just came in handy. If it was Han Mo himself It must be fried on one side, but for the little guy, he still fried on both sides.

The heart-shaped fried egg has a distinct white yolk, tender and sweet, Han Mo put the fried egg firmly on the plate, and the sound of little feet clacking behind him, the lazy and cute doll sounded, "Dad is so sweet. Ah..."

  Han Mo hooked the corner of his mouth, knowing that it was the little guy who was here, "Hurry up and wash your face and brush your teeth. You can eat."

   Xuan Xuan, who was still in a state of sleepy eyes, half dream and half awake, suddenly widened her eyes, and her belly made a rhythmic grunt.

  Han Mo walked over and rubbed the little guy’s messy head, "Daddy will wash your face and brush your teeth."

  The little guy nodded like a chicken pecking rice. When he turned to the bathroom, he didn't forget to glance at the dining table.

  In Xuan Xuan's little mind, it was the first time that Dad made breakfast for him. In the past, he could only have a decent breakfast when he lived with his mother. With Dad, he bought and ate on the way to the kindergarten.

  The little guy gobbled up his food. Han Mo had already prepared the clothes to wear. In order to have enough time to make Xuan Xuan styling, he entered a ready state.

Putting on his clothes and getting his hair done in one go, Han Mo was very fast and did not waste any time. He has always been a person who has a strong control over time. With the cooperation of the little guy, he completed everything before the estimated time, holding the little guy high. Go out happily.

  The first time she was dressed up like a little princess by her dad, Xiao Xuan Xuan was pleasantly surprised, and excited the second time, but now, she feels very calm, because her dad will style her every day.

  Their home is not far from the kindergarten, and you don’t even need to cross the street to walk along the street. The little guy walks in front by himself, with Han Mo following behind, slightly hooking his mouth.

  "Mom, look, is that Han Zhixuan?" A thin, tall boy stood at the entrance of the kindergarten, shaking his mother's hand vigorously, his slender eyes staring vigorously.

The woman looked in the direction of her son's little finger, and she was taken aback, "Is...Is it...Huh?" Actually it looks alike, but Xuan Xuan's state during this time... .. She really couldn't connect the little girl who was bouncing about like a princess not far away and Xuan Xuan who was still dirty last week.

Ding Rou slowly walked out of the kindergarten gate with a smile on her face, ready to welcome the children who came to school in the morning. She happened to see the children and parents in her class about to say hello, but saw that they were staring in the same direction with complicated eyes, and she was curious for a while. , Ding Rou took a few steps forward and looked in that direction.

The eyes widened subconsciously, her blushing lips opened slightly, and she couldn't help but let out a "hiss~", before she could react, the crisp, sweet and familiar voice came from the direction she was looking. Teacher Ding!"

Ding Rou has washed Xuan Xuan's face for 3 months and put on her braids for 3 months. She doesn't know what Xuan Xuan's mother does, but she knows that she is always busy and there is a nanny every time she picks up. I do it for you. She wears sunglasses occasionally, but as long as Xuan Xuan lives with her mother, she must be clean and tidy. And every time Xuan Xuan is like a dirty child, she must be living with her father.

  This time, Xuan Xuan’s mother was on a long business trip. Could it be that she came back today? Ding Rou gently waved to Xuan Xuan, who was running towards her, while thinking. The next second a tall body came into her eyes, breaking all Ding Rou's speculation just now, her pretty face stiffened. He took a breath and whispered, "How is this possible?"

  The children were sent to the kindergarten by their parents one after another, and more and more parents gathered. Parents and teachers were handing over at the door.

   "Is that Han Zhixuan from the second class?"

   "Yes, right?"

   "Gosh, like a little star, so beautiful!"

  The parents of other classes have not noticed that there are such beautiful children in the kindergarten before, and they whispered to each other, "Are there any child stars in the kindergarten?"

   "I don't know, I haven't heard of it."

   "Look at other people's hairstyles and clothes, it's basically what ordinary parents can spare."

   "Isn't it? There must be some dexterous mothers. It's like we just put a braid every day."

At this time, Xuan Xuan had walked up to Ding Rou and greeted the teacher politely. Although she saw the child’s father, Ding Rou still couldn’t believe that Xuan Xuan, who is like a little princess today, was the result of the father behind him, Ding Rou Leaning over and touching the top of Xuan Xuan's head affectionately, "Xuan Xuan is so beautiful today. Was she dressed up by her mother?"

  Xuan Xuan said with a smug expression, "No, it's the shape my father designed for me."

Ding Rou glanced at Han Mo awkwardly, and nodded with a smile. Just now she felt that Xuan Xuan was very beautiful, like a fairy. Now she saw the little guy’s hair up close, she realized how ordinary it was. I have never even seen this kind of braided hair. The curly long hair is braided into a bow and heart shape behind the little guy’s head. It is not just a braid, but a work of art. Ding Rou swallowed his saliva. Looking at the man standing behind the proud little guy again, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and he shook his head, meditating on the impossible in his heart. Dad Xuan Xuan’s unreliability is known to everyone who knows Xuan Xuan. Yes, she would rather believe that Xuan Xuan made it up herself than her father made it up.

What happened next made Ding Rou's mouth even more stunned. Dad Xuan Xuan, who lazily waved away every time she wanted to see the teacher come out to pick up the child, did not leave immediately, but rather followed her in a manner that was not enthusiastic but polite. Saying hello, holding Xuan Xuan's little hand, she sent the children to the kindergarten like other mothers. Ding Rou looked at them as they walked into the garden, and blinked her eyes in disbelief, although she couldn't hear Han Mo. He said something to Xuan Xuan, but it can be seen from the expression that every sentence is a petting exhortation.