My Wife is Tim

Only in front of Xilin, because Xilin's age is too young compared to those two goddesses, Annan can obviously have that sense of elder.

And the point is that Sirin is much more obedient than Ishtar. Of course, whether Sirin will become a happy character similar to Ishtar in the future is not discussed.

For now, well-behaved and kind children have always been more favored, which is a universal truth in the world of children.

So Annan still doted on Xilin very much.

He is much older than Xilin, and since this little girl basically inherited his mantle, An Nan naturally assumed the identity of an elder.

Sometimes Annan looked at Shirin, and even thought about whether he and Tiamat's children would be the same.

It can only be said that the idea of ​​raising a daughter is not an illusion, but a fact.

"Sirin, do you want to rest when you're full?"

Annan picked up the leftovers from the roasted potatoes, threw a few logs into the bonfire to keep it burning, and asked Xilin.

"Okay~☆"

Xilin's eyes lit up, and with a smile, she directly hugged Annan's arm and lay down, resting her small head on Annan's thigh.

"What a kid..."

Annan let Xilin use his thigh as a pillow, and lay down himself.

The two of them were lying on the snowfield side by side, looking at the starry sky.

"Annan, the stars in the sky are so beautiful~"

Xilin's golden eyes reflect the splendid galaxies like waterfalls, and the shining stars show their existence in the vast universe, naturally with a mysterious and romantic atmosphere.

but……

If you are alone, you will inevitably feel a sense of loneliness and independence when looking up at the boundless starry sky.

Only when someone is with you, can you feel the romance of the starry sky and the peaceful and peaceful mood.

On the silent snowfield, listening to the breathing of the people around her, Xilin felt that her mind was becoming more and more simple.

Looking at the stars all over the sky, along with Xin An, there is also a deep sense of drowsiness.

Xi Lin fought hard with her eyelids, but in the end she couldn't resist the drowsiness she relaxed and fell asleep unknowingly.

"Hey...are you asleep?"

Aware of the girl's slow breathing, Annan burst out laughing and wanted to get up and take Xilin to a suitable place to sleep.

But in the process of getting up, he found that the little girl was sleeping a little badly.

Xilin's body was slightly curled up, her arms were hanging on Annan's thighs like sloths, and her small head was very soft and warm on Annan's stomach.

"Like an octopus... How does this sleeping position resemble Tiamat?"

Annan scratched his head and found that the scene in front of him seemed familiar, but slightly different.

He shares a bed with Tiamat, and every time he wakes up, he finds himself being held tightly like a pillow by Tiamat, and his face is usually stuffed up in his chest, making it difficult to breathe.

Alas, the life of having a face wash every morning is so boring and uninteresting.

However, there is a difference between the sleeping image of this little girl, and Tiamat clutching him to sleep. Tiamat is used to holding him to sleep as a child, while Sirin hugs him tightly...

"It's for peace of mind..."

An Nan glanced at Xi Lin's frown from time to time in her sleep, and then touched the girl's hair pitifully.

There was once the savior of the wicked who said that seeking peace of mind is the purpose of human beings.

This statement is slightly biased, but it also makes some sense.

Everyone lives to overcome their fears and gain peace of mind. Pursuing peace of mind is an instinct engraved in their DNA.

The simplest example is that children always like to sleep with their parents when they are young, but they are afraid when they sleep alone. This is the pursuit of peace of mind.

As for Xilin, the tragic experience made her feel very insecure. The only person in this world who can make her feel at ease is Annan who rescued her.

Therefore, Xilin always likes to be close to Annan, and when she falls asleep, she exposes this dependence in her superficial consciousness.

Being so dependent on a young girl, Annan had no pride, but felt more distressed for Xilin's parents.

"Speaking of which, I won't be infected by Tiamat... How do you feel that everyone looks like a child?"

After complaining about himself, who became more and more married to Tiamat, Annan smiled and shook his head. He gently hugged Xilin and put Xilin's arms around his neck, while he carried Xilin on his back. , supporting the girl's thighs with both hands, preventing the sleeping Sirin from falling.

Silently using the power of imaginary numbers to create a portal, Annan came to a city in Siberia with Sirin on his back, and walked into a hotel that looked okay.

"Boss, open a room."

Although there was no ID or passport, after Annan conjured up a large sum of dollars stronger than rupees, the innkeeper enthusiastically led Annan to the most luxurious room in the hotel.

After all, Annan really gave too much.

"Haha, are you a newcomer here? Are you traveling with your daughter?"

As the boss opened the room, he patted his chest and assured, "You are absolutely right in choosing my hotel. The treatment is more comfortable than in a five-star hotel."

"Well, I am indeed a traveler, and..."

Annan didn't refute the boss's words, just turned his head and glanced at the sleeping appearance of Xi Lin on his back, and gently raised a forefinger on his lips.

"Shh, don't make any noise here, she's sleeping."

Chapter 250 VII The Queen's New Clothes

"Well--"

On the soft big bed, the purple-haired girl drooled from the corners of her mouth, and fell asleep hugging the rolled up quilt.

Her waist-length hair was scattered like a waterfall on the snow-white sheets, her white skin gave the illusion of transparency under the sunlight, and her delicate face had a pitying expression, like a sleeping princess.

But Annan didn't slap the quilt softly.

"Wow... No, Annan, don't..."

The quilt that was used as a pillow disappeared in her arms, and the emptiness in reality and the tactile nerve mapping was still in the consciousness of Xilin in the dream.

"At noon, the sun is drying out, it's time to get up!"

An Nan closed his eyes and shook Xi Lin's collar like a cat, so that the little girl could wake up.

"Great... Annan, you didn't leave..."

After a lot of tossing, the girl finally opened her sleepy eyes, saw Annan in front of her, laughed stupidly, and stretched out her hands as if she wanted to hug her.

"Xi Lin... You're not too young, can't you be a little more mature?"

An Nan gave Xi Lin a symbolic hug, and the girl took the opportunity to grab An Nan's shirt with both hands, smiled and rubbed her face against it, and said coquettishly, "Si Lin is still young, I need An Nan to help comb her hair~☆"

"Your hair is indeed a little longer... Okay, then sit down and don't move."

Looking at Xi Lin's purple hair that was almost reaching her ankles, Annan didn't have any objections.

It's really troublesome to take care of long hair. Although this kind of thing is usually done by the mother for her daughter, but when Tiamat is away, Annan can only do it by himself.

Greeting Xilin to sit down beside the bed, Annan took out a comb with a few strands of long blue hair between the teeth. It can be seen that he usually uses this comb to comb Tiamat's hair.

There is a saying that women ask men to help comb their hair, which is a symbol of intimacy, and men generally only help their wives and daughters comb their hair.

And combing my daughter's hair and combing my wife's hair are two completely different experiences.

Combing your wife's hair is a kind of fun to some extent.

In the process of combing, I pinched my earlobes from time to time and blew towards the back of my neck, in exchange for a sigh of anger from the corners of my wife's eyes, and the couple flirted happily.

Combing my daughter's hair, more to say, the emotion in my heart is love.

Annan thought about it, and stretched out his hand to smooth Xilin's hair, and found that the little girl's hair was messy, and there were even several unyielding hairs on the top of her head.

Hmm...that's still pretty cute!

By the way, this little girl's hair is hanging down to her ankles like Tiamat. I really don't understand them girls, won't such long hair get in the way?

Annan stretched out his hand and pinched the hair on the root side, and said softly to Xilin.

"I'm going to start combing. If I'm too hard, don't hold back and tell me directly."

"Hmm~ o(*￣▽￣*)o"

Xilin snorted lightly in agreement, closed her eyes and let Annan let go.

And Annan, like most men, is worried that his hands and feet are clumsy and heavy, and when combing, he moves very lightly, as carefully as he treats a treasure.

Under such circumstances, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Xilin's mouth.

The girl put her hands on the edge of the bed, swaying her clean calves under the sunlight, the man behind her carefully restrained his strength, and gently took care of the girl like silk with a gentler movement than the hair falling. like long hair.

This kind of picture lasted for a long time, no one broke this silent tacit understanding, there is no meaning of tranquility and beauty.

Until half an hour later...

"Okay, it's done."

Annan put down the comb, as if he had forgotten that he was a conscious body, and stretched his muscles and bones.

Combing girls' hair is a tiring and delicate job, but the sense of accomplishment after combing is also very good.

"Hehe, thank you Annan~"

Xilin jumped out of bed and poured Annan a glass of water.

"It's still a little girl who has a heart, okay, go and change your clothes!"

Annan took a sip of the water glass and took a sip. There was a feeling that this was her daughter becoming a caring little padded jacket. She waved her hand with a smile and asked Xi Lin to change her clothes.

"Hmm~ How does Xilin wear this outfit?"

The girl turned around in a circle and used the power of imaginary numbers to transform into brand new clothes.

It was an off-the-shoulder sleeveless pleated jumpsuit. The whole body was white, but there was a layer of purple and gold lace on the inside of the skirt. The feet were wearing white calf socks and a pair of black low-heeled shoes.

"It's okay, it looks quite youthful and lively."

After drinking the water, An Nan glanced at it, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he deliberately said in a playful tone.

"However, there is one thing I have to tell you..."

"It's really convenient to use the power of imaginary numbers to make real objects, but in front of people who are better at using the power of imaginary numbers than you, the things you change will be directly seen and ignored by people!"