House Dad’s Literary Life

As it turns out, you may have the power, but you will never become a woman. After all, she still has a delicate girl heart.

Under the pressure of my father and mother, you must make the final choice.

I saw the little girl between the right hand and the left hand for a long time, one side is looking at the beautiful silver bracelet, the other is looking at the wooden sword... the pattern on the sword, and finally sighed like a small adult Tooth, said: "It's hard to choose, but I still like the gift of Ma Ma."

After that, the little girl still held her wooden sword nervously. Two big eyes looked at her father with pity, and asked weakly: "Hey, can you still keep it? I also like it very much." It!"

I did not understand, she thought that this choice can only leave one.

"Yeah, I won!" Murphy had triumphantly raised his arms and cheered. She ran over happily, cuddled up, and kissed the little guy hard, saying, "Of course I can keep it, I I believe that you are not so boring!"

Yang Lan still has an unbelievable look, he actually lost? how is this possible? How could you not like the wooden sword? Have a sword of your own, that is the ideal that every child should have!

If there is no ideal, what is the difference with salted fish?

"I just said that she ‘also likes’ my gift, it should be a higher level than your ‘still like it’!” Yang Lan was not convinced and struggled.

Murphy did not pick up his moves, but proudly raised his chin and said: "I am willing to gamble and lose, not to lie!"

Yang Lan sighed and said with a heart, "Well, I am willing to gamble and lose, you said, want me to do it?"

Murphy will release the donkey, the little girl found that her wooden sword has not been confiscated, very happy, and quickly hold it to the side and then look at it, anyway, don't let you see it, lest he regret it!

"What do you want to do?" Murphy sat on the sofa with his hands on his chin on the countertop. The filigree jade gently tapped her smooth, jade face, and then suddenly put it up, very Playfully blinked, "I haven’t thought about it yet, remember first, wait until you think about it!"

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This birthday, I have a very happy time, not only my father and mother are staying with me, not only have such a beautiful layout, there are such beautiful and delicious cakes, I have also harvested gifts, my father and mother are very I like it, and later my mother came out and said that it was a gift from Aunt Mo Xiaojuan. I also like it.

"If you can have a birthday like this every day! Oh, why not treat this as a birthday wish?" The little guy entered the dream with a sweet smile.

After Murphy and her daughter fell asleep, they came out of the bedroom. The "surprise" that was harvested today was too much. Murphy had a lot of words to talk to Yang Lan!

Yang Lan was not in the study, but on the balcony. When he went to the bath in Murphy, he left to clean up the mess. After all, people with obsessive-compulsive disorder just finished cleaning up. After taking a shower, I came to the balcony to blow the hair and enjoy the moon.

"In other words, today's moon is good." When he heard the arrival of Murphy, Yang Hao did not return, said softly.

Murphy sat down on the lounge chair next to Yang Lan, and now she is getting along with each other. She has become slightly reserved and she is very ladylike.

Fortunately, Murphy did not hang the indifference on her face as before. She smiled silently and said, "Is this a conversation?"

"Where, this is called sharing!" Yang Hao immediately denied.

"The cake you made today, why would you like it so much?" Murphy asked her curious about her night.

"That is the scene of a fairy tale that I told her." Yang Lan went back to the living room and took the cup. Then he poured the juice he had squeezed and gestured. "Do you want to drink? Eat the cake, just to get rid of it." !"

Murphy nodded. She took the cup and sipped it gently. It tasted good. It was sour and sweet. It was a bit like wine. I didn’t know that Yang Lan was made with several fruits.

"That story is more interesting. I have always liked the characters inside. I dreamed that I could have ice and snow magic every day." Yang Xiao smiled.

Murphy nodded lightly: "You told me a lot of stories, I told you all, these are your own?"

"Oh, that's right." Yang Yan admitted with a thick face.

Murphy snorted and said with some dissatisfaction: "This is not fair, you will make your own story, and now sleep with me, saying that the story I told is not good!"

"When are you free, organize your story and write it out!" Murphy thought of a way and said, "I want to see it, then tell me! So she can't tell it!"

Yang Lan was speechless, but looking at the cute appearance of Murphy's secret, he still agreed.

"That said, the guitar you played today is not bad, you have to spend time to learn." Murphy rarely praised Yang Hao.

This is what Yang Hao wants. He is gradually showing his ability to Murphy, so that Murphy should not feel too awkward.

"Singing? Is it good to play the guitar?" Yang Xiao smiled.

Murphy said with no mercy: "Singing is not good, your nephew has not practiced, can't control the song of this range, and then sings very hard, completely sings according to your own ideas, lack of skill. Your breath is very long, But it won’t be allocated properly, and it’s not just the right ventilation...”

In fact, Yang Lan is still better than ordinary people, but after all, it is a professional singer. Murphy's standard is too high. When he comes up, he will give Yang Hao a bad review.

If the ability to appreciate music, Yang Hao's ears are not worse than Murphy, but it is difficult for ordinary people to "listen" to how they sing, plus indeed did not receive professional training like Murphy, Yang Hao although some Not convinced, but also have to admit that Murphy is talking about big facts.

He does not even know how to sing better than Guo Zi!

Murphy realized that his evaluation was overdone. He said quickly: "Of course, you can sing it, but you need to polish it a little. Or, if I have time, teach you to sing?"

"You are not going to work? I have to release a new album." Yang Lan said a bit of a leak, the news is his other identity.

Murphy did not notice, she sighed and said: "Not so fast, the new album is still collecting songs, but now there is a relatively good songwriter who said that he is my fan, to write songs for me, but this workload Too big, I don't think it's very likely to be successful, so I still need to go to the copyright association's website in a haystack with Xiaojuan..."

Said a heartfelt depression, Murphy suddenly braked: "Hey, I told you what to do? You don't like listening."

Yang Hao smiled, he said in a quiet voice: "It doesn't matter, I still believe in your fans. If he promises something, he will definitely get it..."

"I don't know, yes, I found that you have changed a lot recently!" Murphy suddenly turned his head and looked at Yang Lan with a burning gaze.