Little milk dad big star

Chapter 190 Mei Pai
The next day, in the early morning, a glare of sunlight shone through the glass window onto the young man lying on the bed.

Su Zimo's tightly closed eyelids moved slightly, trying to raise his hand to cover the glare of the sun, but just moved his arm, a burst of pain came, he took a breath, and the deep sleepiness disappeared instantly, Sitting up, looking at the arm wrapped in white gauze, thinking of Su Xier and Yang Leling who were crying on top of him yesterday, couldn't bear their plea, went to the hospital and had a simple bandage removed , the two were willing to calm down.

Turning his head, looking at the empty bed, he was slightly stunned, stood up, opened the curtains, a burst of dazzling sunlight directly illuminated the whole room, looked at the bright sky through the window, and dispelled the mist in his heart. The haze dissipated.

Then he opened the door and saw the scene in the living room, but he was a little stunned.

The little girl Yang Leling was holding a dishcloth that she did not know where she got in her hand, she was wiping the furniture in the living room with a serious face, while Su Xier next to her tried to help with her calf a few times , but Yang Leling struggled to carry her to sit on the sofa, so she puffed her face and said angrily, "Sister, why don't you ask me to help you?"

"Xiaoxi, you're still young, how about you help my sister when you grow up?" Yang Leling brushed her forehead hair behind her ears, showing a pure smile, and a childish voice came out of her mouth.

"Yes, but aren't we friends?" Su Xi'er blinked her big ignorant eyes, and said in a childish voice.

"Yes, but you are still very young, you have to be obedient, Xiaoxi," Yang Leling said patiently.

"Okay." Su Xi'er had no choice but to compromise, and opened a pair of clear big eyes to look at the young lady who was busy.

Su Zimo watched the exchange between the two, couldn't help but smiled, walked out, and said to Yang Leling, "Xiao Le, just treat this place as your own home, you don't need to do these things, just let uncle come here "

"Daddy, good morning" Su Xi'er called out sweetly.

"Uncle, it's okay, I'm used to it, just let me come," Yang Leling said obediently.

Hearing this, Su Zimo secretly thought in his heart that he is really a well-behaved child. Looking at the slightly red and swollen eyes of the other party, he felt distressed. He took the rag from the other party's hand, took the little hand of Yang Leling who was at a loss, and walked to Su Xi'er's side, letting him After he sat down, he gently kissed Su Xi'er's cute little face, smiled at the two of them and said, "Okay, you two wait a moment, I'll boil milk for you"

"Uncle, let me help you." Yang Leling stood up and said sensiblely.

Su Zimo smiled and said, "No need, you are here, just take care of Xiao Xi'er for uncle."

Yang Leling groaned, then gave up, sat down again, and started talking with Su Xi'er in a low voice, making cheerful voices from time to time.

Su Zimo just turned around, walked into the kitchen, took out a pot with one hand, took out a bottle of milk from the refrigerator, poured half of the bottle into it, held the fire, and slowly boiled the milk.

Not long after, a burst of milky aroma came out of the pot. After feeling the same, I turned off the fire, found three cups, and poured steaming milk into them.

Three minutes later, Su Zimo came out with a plate in his left hand, came to the sofa and squatted down, put the three cups filled with the fragrance of milk on it, smiled and said to the two little girls, " Okay, it’s not hot anymore, you can drink it.”

"Thank you, Uncle." After Yang Leling finished speaking, she picked up one of the cups, walked up to Su Xi'er, and handed it over, "Xiao Xi, here"

After Su Xi'er took it, she said in a waxy voice, "Thank you, sister" and then said to Su Zimo, "Daddy, you drink too."

Su Zimo responded, handed over another cup, smiled at Yang Leling and said, "Okay, Xiao Le, you can drink it yourself." After that, he stopped talking and looked at the time. It's only eight o'clock now After thinking about it for a while, I opened the notebook in front of the desk, took a sip of milk while the computer was on, and then there was a beep, indicating that the computer was powered on.

Open the author's background directly, and looked at the data, but found that in just one day, the number of favorites has increased by nearly 7895, and now the total favorites have reached 3000, and the weekly recommendation votes have reached more than 486, and the current ranking is [-]. , This result made many people feel jealous. Therefore, there were many discordant comments in the book review area. Su Zimo didn't read these, so naturally he didn't know.

The previous manuscripts had been sent out as early as yesterday. Su Zimo, who persisted in updating, directly clicked on the new article. His brain was spinning rapidly, and a series of familiar plots kept emerging in the depths of his mind. Through the slender hands on the keyboard, he gradually transformed into text form.

About an hour later, Su Zimo stretched his waist and sent out Chapters 22 and 23. These two chapters are about the story of the Great Khan outside the Great Wall who wanted to invite Yuan Chonghuan to a party, and Yu Luocha came forward to stop him. In addition, there are six chapters left, which are set to be released regularly, with two updates every day.

"You take one, I take one, a child takes a plane"

"You shoot two, I shoot two, two children throw handkerchiefs"

"You shoot three, I shoot three, three children come to move bricks"

"You shoot four, I shoot four, four children write big characters"

"You shoot five, I shoot five, five children beat the gongs and drums"

"You shoot six, I shoot six, six children pick peas"

"You shoot seven, I shoot seven, seven children wear new clothes"

Suddenly, there was a clear and audible sound. Su Zimo looked over curiously, but saw two figures, one big and one small, facing each other, clapping each other's little hands, and sweet singing came out of their mouths. , Su Xi'er just opened her mouth and agreed with the other party, looking cute and extraordinary.

When the two were about to play, Su Zimo interrupted, "Okay, pack up, we are going out."

"Father, where are we going?" Su Xi'er asked suspiciously.

Yang Leling also blinked a pair of big watery eyes, looking very cute.

"Go to your Aunt Mei's house" Su Zimo said with a smile, the time is almost up, so don't give people a bad impression.

"Oh, good, I miss Aunt Mei too." Su Xi'er said happily, waving her fleshy little hands.

Su Zimo tidied up, took the two little girls with him, stepped on the elevator, went all the way to the stop sign near the gate of the community, and raised his hand to stop a taxi.

Nearly an hour later, the taxi stopped in front of a small courtyard. Su Zimo walked down with Su Xi'er in his arms, followed by Yang Leling, who raised his hand and knocked on the wooden door. After a while, the door was opened. Mei Bixue still has charm.

"Hey, are you here? Xiao Xi'er, do you miss Aunt Mei?" Mei Bixue said with a smile, taking Su Xi'er into her arms.

"Yes." Su Xi'er hugged the other party's neck and said in a childish voice.

"Well, you're so good." Mei Bixue kissed the other party's fair face, and out of the corner of her eyes, she saw a pretty little girl with bright eyes and bright teeth standing next to Su Zimo, and asked suspiciously, "Is this?"

Su Zimo smiled and said, "This is my niece, Yang Leling." Then he touched Yang Leling's small head, and said in a low voice, "This is Aunt Mei."

"Hello, Aunt Mei," Yang Leling called out politely.

Mei Bixue responded with a smile, and then said to Su Zimo, "Okay, come in, the four major schools of Peking opera danjiao: Mei School, Cheng School, Xun School, and Shang School, today I will teach you the Mei School's singing style." Come on, hold Su Xi'er, hold Yang Leling's little hand and walk in.

Su Zimo raised his foot and followed quickly, not forgetting to close the wooden door again.

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