House Dad’s Literary Life

Yan Xiaotong’s son is six years old, but she is actually only twenty-eight years old.

Her first marriage is actually very difficult to talk about, a bit like a dog blood drama: the ignorant rural girl came to work in a big city, and then fell in love with the life of the city, in order to stay on the rich, but a few years of men derailed Divorce got a breakup fee, and I changed my face to live in my own city.

Fortunately, the man who was a little bit smug in front of her did not ask her past, even though she was secretly suggesting that she had children but she was still single.

A person's life is not a taste, not to mention, she has to worry about her son. As the son grows up, the burden on his shoulders is getting heavier and heavier, and the loneliness and coldness in his night are hard to turn.

Her heart is increasingly eager, eager to have a strong and caring man, share the pressure with her, give her love care.

Seeing Yang Lan’s first sight, Yan Xiaotong felt that his heart was touched!

Unlike the boys who came to buy flowers in her store and their eyes are always hiding in front of her chest, Yang Lan has an obsessive mature temperament, and unlike the men who are chasing because of her beauty, Yang Lan does not have that. The skin was hollowed out by the wine. On the contrary, it was close, and the strong breath of the man almost fascinated her.

Therefore, in the face of Yang Lan, Yan Xiaotong was as shy as a girl, even talking, twisting and pinching, not her usual style!

Invited by Yang Lan to go upstairs, Yan Xiaoyu did not think about opposition, even when she went upstairs, she only resentment and thought: "I am not too frivolous to do this? How can I go to a strange man's home so easily? ”

But soon, Yan Xiaotong found a reason for his behavior: "It doesn't matter, he has a daughter! It's so cute, a man with a daughter, not a bad person."

......

When Yan Xiaotong was thinking about it, Yang Lan directed her to the bathroom, and then went out on her own, sitting in the middle of some embarrassing jealousy and Yan Yingkai.

After Dad came, he seemed to have found the backbone of the heart. He ran over and squatted in his father’s arms and whispered: "Hey, I don't like him!"

“Why?” Yang Xiaowei smiled and whispered to her daughter, “Because the little brother doesn’t play with you?”

"Oh, just don't like it." With a small mouth.

Yang Lan remembers the books he has read these days, and there are social issues that mention children.

Because of his own identity, Murphy is almost impossible to take with his children to play with his peers, and Yang Lan is not much better. He can say that his character is so lonely, that the defending heart is too strong, and rarely Go outside to get in touch with strangers.

In fact, there is a big lawn in the school. Every afternoon, there are grandparents with children playing with children on the lawn, but Yang Lan has no interest.

After reading the book, Yang Lan gradually realized that he was also one of the reasons why his character became somewhat isolated.

Wanting to help her daughter grow up, Yang Lan has to make changes first.

I saw Yang Lan turned to look at the little boy. He smiled slightly and tried to be very kind: "Yan Yingkai, can I call you Xiaokai brother? You are bigger than your sister!"

Yan Yingkai looked at Yang Lan, but his eyes didn't dare to contact the adults. He lowered his eyes and nodded lightly.

"Your mother said, you are learning the piano? How long have you been learning the piano?" Yang Lan was a bit stiff and close, but fortunately, the opponent was just a child.

"Just just learned, one month." Yan Yingkai replied in a low voice.

"It turns out that this is the case. Would you like to share with your sister-in-law some interesting things when you were in the piano class?" Yang Lan asked me to pull the front.

At this moment, I was also watching Xiaokai’s brother, but I didn’t play a small temper.

Yan Yingkai was somewhat cramped, but he nodded.

"Well, would you like to have your toy out and play with Xiaokai's brother?" Yang Lan pushed her daughter and smiled. "Xiaokai brother is a friend with you! Between friends, Learn to share!"

He was still very embarrassed, and her voice said crisply: "Then I will take it!"

When the voice did not fall, she ran to the bedroom to get the toys that her father bought for her.

In the toys that Yang Lan bought for her, in addition to the puppets that I like, there are some puzzle toys, such as a magnetic toy that is a bit like Lego, such as the puzzle labyrinth that can be used as a maze game. ......

Although she was dragging her toy box, Yan Yingkai was a bit lonely, but after all, she was a child. She saw the toy and was attracted to the past. The two children soon got together.

When Yang Lan watched them play, the bathroom secretly saw a door slit, and Yan Xiaotong gently called Yang Hao’s name.

Yang Lan was puzzled. He walked over, but he was very gentlemanly facing his face. He did not look at the figure of Yan Xiaoying reflected on the frosted glass door.

"That, Yang Lan, mine, my shirt is getting wet..." Yan Xiaoyu seemed to cry, shyly said.

It turned out that just after Xiao Xiaoyu had cleaned his feet, he wanted to take off some of the tops that had been wet by the rain and wring them out, but "carelessly" got rid of them and "just happened" to fall on the beach. wore.

Yang Lan is also a headache. He hesitated a moment and returned to his room. He took out a piece that was just bought and washed once, and he did not pass through the top and handed it to Yan Xiaotong.

In fact, he is not very happy that strangers use his things, but there is no way, can't let others go out naked?

After a while of Soso, Yan Xiaoyu finally came out, carrying a bag with her wet top and dirty stockings.

Yang Lan looked at the two children in the living room and glanced at it. It turned out to be a bit dry.

The first thing that comes into view is the face of Yan Xiaoying's red flutter. The skin is under the smoke of the water vapor. It looks smooth and smooth, and the slightly moist hair is curled on the cheek. It is also a charm.

Yang Wei’s short-sleeved blouse, which fits on her petite figure, almost turned into a dress, but Yan Xiaotong has her own way. She slanted her hem and tied a knot, which not only does not seem to cover her. Living in her denim shorts - it would look like no pants, but also a little white waist, a smooth belly and a small navel are looming.

The original stockings under the denim shorts have faded, leaving only two slender and greasy thighs...

Yang Lan just glanced at it and quickly dismissed his gaze and pretended not to see it.

"Thank you, Yang Lan!" Yan Xiaoyu sat down next to Yang Lan, and his eyes flowed.

Yan Xiaotong, who has experienced marriage failure, can't do anything to dig other people's corners, but only in the bathroom, the thoughtful woman saw only two pairs of toiletries, one adult, one child.

She has sprouted some sly thoughts!