Almighty Star Daddy

After eating and drinking enough, Xuan Xuan returned to the living room with her round belly.

Han Mo’s kitchen cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. It’s strange why the little guy stopped making a sound. Such a talkative mouth was suddenly quiet, which made me a bit uncomfortable. Just now because I didn’t have time to talk during the meal, but now I’m not alone in the living room. Speak.

  After tidying up the kitchen, Han Mo walked into the living room and saw the little guy watching TV attentively, very seriously, with big eyes staring at the TV screen intently.

  He was in the same direction as the TV. He didn't see the video on the TV. He just saw the golden light in the eyes of the little guy. He was so fascinated that he didn't realize that his father had entered the living room.

  I didn't see it until I got closer. It turned out that Xuan Xuan was not watching her favorite cartoons, but watching a fashion show. Models in beautiful but exaggerated costumes walked gracefully on the runway.

   "Does Xuan Xuan like to watch models walk?" Han Mo looked at the little guy in confusion, wondering what attracted her.

The little guy's eyes were still on the TV, and the milky voice replied, "It's not walking, it's clothes. How come aunts have so many great clothes." Xuan Xuan really doesn't know what words to use to describe what she sees. The clothes are so beautiful, but I haven't encountered them on the street.

  "This is not their clothes. These clothes are designed by the designer and displayed by the model." Han Mo said casually while sitting beside Xuan Xuan.

   "But they can wear it!" Xuan Xuan didn't understand what Dad said, but being able to wear it is a happy thing. "Xuan Xuan also wants to be a model and wears great clothes."

   Xiao Xuan Xuan, who usually speaks something adult-like, is still a child after all. Han Mo thoughtfully looked at the little guy’s fat profile face, "Xuan Xuan also wants to wear great clothes?"

  The little guy nodded vigorously at his father, and then turned back to the TV with some loss.

"Xuan Xuan will be able to put on great clothes soon." Han Mo Meifeng fine-tuned her mouth and hooked her mouth confidently. In fact, the models on TV don't wear clothes that can be worn out at all. The theme is environmental protection, and the designer uses paper. Making exaggerated and bold costumes with some materials used in life may be because of their speciality that attracted the attention of the little guys.

   "Can Xuanxuan also wear it?" The little guy looked at her dad inconceivably, and couldn't believe that he could put on the clothes worn by the aunts on TV.

   "Of course, just wait a minute." Han Mo petted the top of the little guy's head, "Waiting for Dad."

  The little guy nodded expectantly, then sat on the sofa obediently and waited for his father.

Han Mo is looking for things that can be used in the room. In fact, for him, everything can be used. The design originally comes from life. As long as there is sufficient imagination, it is enough. Han Mo played incisively and vividly.

  Han Mo, who came back again, had a lot more in his hand. The little guy stared at the "baby" he was holding in his father's hands with round eyes. In just a moment, Mengmeng’s big eyes showed disappointment, because what Dad was holding was not the skirt she expected to see, but paper, plastic bags, bottles, fruits, and even her plush toys. There are so many messy things...

  Han Mo saw the loss in the little guy's eyes, put down the things in his hand, and gently squeezed Xuan Xuan's small fleshy face, "Dad will do magic."

  Xuan Xuan of course believes what Dad said, but... can these things really make great clothes? There was a question mark in the little guy's head.

  While looking for these things, Han Mo imagined in his heart where they could be used for a while, and what they would look like when finished.

  Although making costumes is just to make the little guy happy, Han Mo is still meticulous. He is used to this way of doing things. No matter what he does, he will be very focused as long as he does it, and he will not just pass by just because it is a game.

  This attitude of doing things made him very tired before, but Han Mo just enjoyed this process.

At the beginning, Xuan Xuan watched her father's busyness carefully, but she couldn't see why, her little head thought about breaking her head and she couldn't think of what her father would turn into these things that she could see every day. In the end, she gave up and went directly to the cartoon. .

  No little guy is asking questions, Han Mo is faster, one set, two sets, three sets... a total of six sets, all the clothes made with some weird things have been completed.

   "Xuan Xuan, would you like to see some amazing clothes?" Han Mo pretended to mysteriously hide some clothes behind him.

  The little guy heard his father's words, and flew in front of him like a bird, "think about it, want to see, want to see!" Xuan Xuan jumped and ran behind her father like a treasure hunt.

  Han Mo dodged and teased the little guy for a while, then raised his clothes in front of the little guy.

  When she saw the six sets of dresses in her father's hands, Xuan Xuan's big eyes flashed with surprise. In any case, she couldn't connect the beautiful clothes in front of her with the daily necessities just now.

  Xuan Xuan was completely immersed in the admiration of her father and the surprise of seeing the clothes. After staring at them for a long time, Han Mo swept Xuan Xuan's small nose, "Don't hurry to put it on?"

  I was stunned in the last second, just admiring Dad’s work, and in the next second I couldn’t wait to put on beautiful clothes on my body.

   "Xuan Xuan wants to walk on the runway like the model aunt on TV?"

   "Yes!" The little guy jumped and said this word almost excitedly.

   "You have to change clothes quickly every time you go."

  Xuan Xuan nodded seriously, seemingly understandable.

  Han Mo set up the sofa. The sofa with the concubine bed just looked like a small catwalk. In order to make it easier for the little guy to get on and off the sofa, Han Mo carefully built a temporary small step with pillows and cushions.

Xuan Xuan stood behind her father and stared wide-eyed, wishing to jump on the sofa immediately, she had already picked a skirt to wear, which was made from scrap paper after her scribbling, because it was scribbled. The color does not have any regularity, but it was folded into different shapes by Han Mo and spliced ​​together to make a princess dress with irregular arcs. The original color on the paper added a bright spot to this dress.

  Han Mo found a brisk background music suitable for catwalks. The little guy couldn't wait, and ran on the sofa on his tiptoes.

   "Wait!" Han Mo stopped Xuan Xuan, and from the side picked up a white angel wing made of the same material only with the paper turned over.

  The little guy can't help but sigh, "Wow~"

  Han Mo gently put the little wings on Xuan Xuan's body, "Little angel can start."

  The fast-paced music plays.

Xuan Xuan stepped on the rhythm and learned the steps she just saw on TV, and walked on the sofa in a decent way. Han Mo rolled the paper into a tube as a microphone. "At this moment, the international supermodel Xuan Xuan will show everyone It is a midsummer new style designed by famous designer Xuan Xuan. This dress is stylish and simple, with rich colors as the theme..."

  The little guy walked to the end of the concubine's bed and stopped, posing a pose, a little model out of it, and as she walked back, Xuan Xuan waved to the imaginary auditorium as she looked like an aunt on TV.

  The little guy is really a little actor, and the quirky look makes Han Mo, who is usually unsmiling, also amused and can't help but laugh.

"The following suit is based on fruit. The designer cleverly used the material to highlight the sweetness of summer fruits..." Xuan Xuan is now wearing a suit with a short upper body and a fluffy lower body. The skirt is made of plastic bags by Han Mo. Then he carved out many flowers and petals with orange peel and fixed them on the skirt. As the skirt swings like summer flowers and rain, he also made a headdress out of grapefruit peel. After Han Mo's skillful hands, Xuan Xuan put on like a little fairy.

  Han Mo and Xuan Xuan were immersed in the fashion show of two people who wrote, directed and acted by themselves. They had a lot of fun, they didn't realize that anyone was walking towards their door.

  Suddenly, the doorbell rang.