House Dad’s Literary Life

Still have a surprise tonight?

Yang Lan saw the fascinating look of Murphy's eyes, and suddenly guessed what the surprise was. Since Murphy’s pregnancy, he has been squatting for a few months, and he’s not screaming with his hands or other parts. He heard Murphy’s whisper, and Yang’s wildfire in this heart has begun to smash!

After looking at it, Yang Lan can only lower his voice and put it in the ear of Murphy's crystal. He said, "Hey, you want to skip the front shows and go straight to the theme!"

Murphy finished Yang Lan and smiled from his arms and said: "That can't be done, the theme is your birthday, I am going to prepare some small programs for you."

In the evening, after the meal, Yang Lan’s birthday party began.

Murphy said that some of the small programs that He has prepared are mainly singing. After all, Murphy just said this thing secretly and swearing yesterday. There is no special rehearsal. It can only be performed by the people who want them. It is impossible to make a lot of tricks.

The first program was that she sang with the singer "The King called me to patrol the mountain". The protagonist is 曦曦, the little girl is very skilled in singing this song now.

"The king told me to come to the mountain. I turned the world around, played my drum, and knocked on my cockroaches..." I saw the cute little rabbit-patterned nightdress, and smiled and stood on my father's mother. In front of him, twisting and twisting, like an elf dancing in the flowers.

Of course, when there is a forgotten word, Murphy will take her two words: "The sun blinks at me, the birds sing to me..."

Then, his eyes widened, and along the word, the voice sang clearly: "I am a little goblin who works hard and is not sticky."

Here the little girl also has her own action, cutely with two index fingers, pointing to her little face, twisting and pinching, as if to exaggerate the little fairy in the drama.

Then she felt a little bit guilty and threw herself into her father's legs, laughing and eating.

After the performance, Murphy gave Yang Wei two small programs. One was that she played the violin. The technique of Murphy's violin is not superb, but after all, it is also from elementary school. She took a song and the world is famous. The violin song "Autumn Love Song".

In the soft and mellow tunes, Yang Lan and Murphy warmly look at each other. If you are not squatting and pulling the buns that are forced to stand up and giggling and jumping, the atmosphere is more romantic than Christmas. The eve of the night.

At that time, Yang Lan also gave Murphy a violin song called "Love's Praise".

Murphy’s second show was "When You Are Old" when Yang Lan proposed to Murphy. This song Murphy likes very much. Yang Lan told her that this song actually sang better, and Murphy loved it. She also studied the various songs of this song for a long time.

"...only one person still loves your devout soul and loves the wrinkles on your old face." Murphy sang seriously, and the trembling little tail was really emotional. (Note 1)

While listening to the song, Yang Lan looked at Murphy's beautiful face, and there were thousands of emotions in her heart.

"The wind blows, your message, this is... it is me, the song in my heart." Murphy also looked at Yang Lan affectionately, one hand gently stroking her full chest, a manual extension Yang Lan.

Yang Wei smiled and took Murphy's hand. He was not satisfied with listening to the song, but also followed Murphy's singing voice, gently chorus, and added a few more vocals and rhythms to the singing voice.

After the performance of the show, while holding the poor buns and dancing, she still ran into her father's arms, leaning on her small head and said: "Music singing is good."

"Yes, my mother sings well, you sing very well, and the two lovely and elegant ladies in our family sing very well!" Yang Yu said with a sly little face with both hands, laughing and said.

"Oh." I was praised, and the little girl smiled and bent her eyes.

Next is to open the gift and eat the cake.

The gift that I gave to my father was nothing new, or a painting she painted with colored pencils, but in the simple paintings, there was a rich plot.

"This powerful person is jealous." He pointed to a long strip of people with faces and bodies, and then pointed to a large "dog" creature in front of him, saying, "Then he defeated the wolf, A fist defeated the wolf and saved the cockroaches and hemp."

“Where is my mother and my mother?” Yang Yan asked with a smile, but he actually saw it.

Oh, but very seriously, she quickly pointed to a big tree in the painting, two small stickmen on the top: "Hey and hemp are on the tree, there is a big house on the tree, then hehe and hemp Live in a big house."

"This is a tree house! Where did you learn from it?" Murphy asked curiously.

"TV! I saw a big house, then built it on the tree, and then I can live in it, it's very fun." The little girl thought that Mom and Dad didn't understand, and quickly stood up, the little hand was drawn to the father and mother. Describe it.

Blowing candles and eating cakes, it is worth mentioning that the steamed buns are licking their faces and they want to take a share.

"Bun, do you want to eat?" 曦曦 This kind and innocent little girl, seeing the buns drilled at her feet, and squatting up in her little skirt, she wanted to subcontract some, though She also likes to eat cakes, and she is a bit reluctant.

"The buns can't eat cakes." Yang Lan heard the movement, he said to the aunt, "There is cream in the cake, it can't be digested, it will diarrhea. And this is a chocolate cake, there is chocolate inside, the buns must not eat, eat It is dangerous to its life."

He looked at Dad in surprise. After listening to it, she quickly raised the small piece of cake in her hand and said with a small mouth: "Buns, you can't eat, you can't eat."

One night, the whole villa was full of laughter and laughter, until the sticky "little fairy" was asleep by Murphy. Murphy turned his head and screamed and pushed the sly Yang Yan, saying: "You are going to take a shower, you are left unwashed!"

"Would you like to come together!" Yang Lan took a look at Murphy's hand and smiled.

"No! Go!" Murphy refused.

Yang Hao had to turn into the bathroom.

When he came out with a bath towel, only the big bedroom was sleeping sweetly on the bed, but Murphy disappeared.

"Where is it?" Yang Lan was very curious. He went to the bed and saw a piece of ink left by Murphy.

"Come on the second time!" succinct, and also painted a lip print with lipstick.

Yang Lan’s blood came up, and he was curious. He was excited to come out of the master bedroom and walked to the second floor of the second floor. It seemed like a wild wolf was screaming: “Hey!”

Of course, out of courtesy, Yang Lan still knocked on the door gently.

"Come in, knock on the door!" Murphy's laughter came out.

"Then I came in!" Yang Lan could not wait to push the door of the second bedroom.

At the moment of pushing the door open, Yang Lan seemed to enter a dreamlike world, without turning on the lights, only the light red light on the bed, like a gauze.

Not to mention the other layouts in the room, this large bed, the outer edge is like a mosquito net hanging in a thousand, a delicate, colorful paper crane is a string of curtains, looks like a beautiful The hijab waited for the groom to reach out and open.

It turns out that the two hundred-year-old paper cranes of Murphy in the past two months have been used here! Yang Lan said that 啥 Murphy has been stacking, but did not see any results appear!

Yang Lan still has no idea. The layout of this room, in fact, did not find someone to help, Murphy himself completed, especially the production of this thousand paper crane curtain, spent her days and energy.

Across the curtains of a thousand paper cranes, Yang Lan can see his beautiful dreams, sitting on the bed with his side legs, his long, slender arms, jade legs like jade, as if only a red cloth is covered. If looming, the most exciting thing is that the beauty is a shy.

I don't know why, Yang Lan suddenly remembered Liu Yong's "Bai Baihua": the waist of the Manchu Palace is slender, and the age is old. If you look like a figure, you can feel the emotions. (Note 2)

But now is not the time to recite words!

"This is actually your birthday present today." Murphy said with a scream of shyness through a thousand paper crane curtains. "Is there a hole in the day of our wedding? I think..."

When it comes to the back, Murphy is embarrassed to say it.

"Can your body bear it?" Yang Lan asked with some concern.

"Well, yes, usually it will be three or four months later. Last time I got a marriage check, I asked the doctor specially, as long as it is not so intense..."

These words are not love words, but love is love. This whispered soft words, like a song is awesome.

Yang Lan could still bear it. He opened the curtain and finally could see it clearly. He saw the red face of Murphy, as if he was drunk with alcohol. The same fascination was her eyes and the red belly.

In fact, some desires are mutual.

This night, there was no squally shower. After all, it was only in the late spring and early summer. The gentle drizzle accompanied by the clear frogs sang the tangled songs to the dawn.