Almighty Star Daddy

The little guy took the picture book and ran to Han Mo's side in cute pink slippers, "Dad, are you done?"

Han Mo fondly patted the top of the child's head, "Xuanxuan is so good, Dad is done." He left the Space-Time Forum and turned off the computer without seeing the response of the Beidu Writers Association.

"Dad, Xuan Xuan is sleepy and wants to sleep." The little guy gave a big yawn.

Han Mo got up and pinched the little guy's baby fat face, "Then I have to take a shower and then sleep."

I wanted to be lazy and didn't take a bath, but my father found out, the little guy pouted and followed his father into the bathroom.

As long as he is with the little guy, Han Mo will forget everything, whether happy or unhappy, people or things are no longer important to him. The scene that happened on the forum just now was long forgotten by him.

Xuanxuan was already sleepy, Han Mo's bedtime story was only halfway through, and the little guy fell asleep sweetly. The two little hands were still holding Dad mischievously, and the little guy's chubby little face looked even more round when he lay on the bed.

Han Mo put Xuanxuan's little hand under the quilt and couldn't help but whisper, "I've really gained weight recently."

Closing the door of the small room, Han Mo started to tidy up the living room. The little guy was playing in the living room by himself just now, and he hadn't had time to clean up some of the last toys. Although the little guy has a good habit, most of the things he finished playing will be put back in their original places. It's a child after all.

In order to give the little guy the habit of putting toys back in place, Han Mo specially bought a small toy rack and asked Xuanxuan to put the toys he often played with on the toys. The toy rack was placed next to the TV cabinet in the living room. Toys are usually played when the little guy is in the living room.

Han Mo put the little frog that the last little guy played with back on the toy shelf, the phone on the table suddenly vibrated, and Shu Ya's name jumped on the screen.

Han Mo saw that the time was indeed going to bed earlier than usual, thinking that maybe Shu Ya still called the child to say good night at the time she used to go to bed, so she answered the phone and said immediately. "The child fell asleep and went to bed a little early today."

Shu Ya gave a gentle "Oh", "I received the photo you sent." After a pause, she said, "It's still the same as before."

Shu Ya was leaning against the head of the bed, but she kept staring at the laptop screen beside the bed. The screen saver was a parent-child photo. The daughter was riding on the neck of the father. The father was dragging the little guy's two fleshy little hands. They are all laughing happily.

Han Mo was stunned for a moment and didn't understand what Shu Ya meant, and then followed up with a sentence, "It hasn't changed, it's almost the same whether Xuan Xuan wears makeup or not.

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"I'm talking about you." Shu Ya's graceful eyes flashed a trace of complicated emotions, and her eyes fell on Han Mo's face not far away, full of sunny smiles, just like when they were in southern Jiangsu. What a beautiful time it was back then.

Shu Ya's mind was full of their happy memories, her heart warmed and her nose suddenly sour.

Han Mo was rather dull in terms of feelings, and didn't understand what Shu Ya meant. He thought he had heard it wrong, and said subconsciously, "Huh?"

Shu Ya wiped the moisture from the corners of her eyes, and she had already brought the atmosphere up, but Han Mo just didn't say what she meant, disrupting all the emotions just now.

"Don't you have anything to tell me?" Shu Ya's tone remained the same as before, but she was already a little unhappy.

Han Mo thought for a while, "Yes."

A smile instantly appeared on Shu Ya's face, and she moved her body against the head of the bed. She couldn't contain her joy and asked softly, "What do you want to say?"

"Xuanxuan painted a puppy in kindergarten, which is relatively abstract, but Mr. Ding said it was very good, and it was exhibited in the kindergarten. Only two children's works in each class were selected. For this matter, the little guy has been Showed off in front of me, and then I went to school to see other people's paintings, which were more abstract than Xuanxuan's paintings, no wonder the teacher kept saying that Xuanxuan was talented in painting."

After speaking, Han Mo remembered how cute the little guy showed him when he went to kindergarten. There are also paintings on display. If he didn't look at the names, he couldn't tell what the paintings were. They were all by abstract masters. Level, but this is the imagination of a child, Han Mo couldn't help laughing.

Shu Ya didn't expect Han Mo to say this, the smile she had just hung on her face instantly froze, she took a deep breath and pressed the fire, "Is there nothing else besides the child?"

other? Han Mo was completely stunned. The content of his phone calls with Shu Ya was all about children. He thought about it again and suddenly realized that there was something else, and quickly said, "Yes, if you didn't remind me, I almost forgot."

There was a hint of shyness on the corner of Shu Ya's mouth, and she subconsciously tucked her loose long hair behind her ear, and asked gently, "What's the matter?"

Han Mo didn't think about it and said casually, "It's not a big deal. Help me tell Zeng Ying that the child doesn't need to be delivered to her this Saturday, and it won't be necessary in the future. Someone at home will help me take care of the child."

Shu Ya almost threw the phone out, and after holding it for so long, she was just sending a message for him.

"Okay, I see, I'll hang up."

Shu Ya threw the mobile phone into the bed, and got into the bed directly. She still didn't relieve her hatred after throwing the mobile phone, and kept running out of breath.

Suddenly, Shu Ya sat up and said to herself, "Someone help him with the child? Who will help Han Mo with the child?"

Her mind went blank. She regretted that she hung up too fast just now, so she didn't ask any further questions. Shu Ya hurriedly took her phone and turned to Han Mo's number.

He stopped his finger above Han Mo's name, but hesitated again. He wanted to ask, but he was afraid of hearing the answer. If he didn't ask, he felt uncomfortable.

"I don't want to, go to sleep." Shu Ya threw the phone to the pillow, pressed the light remote control, and got into the bed angrily.

Han Mo looked at the screen of the phone that had been hung up. Shu Ya's name was still there. He felt that Shu Ya was angry, but he didn't know why she was angry. He was a little confused.

Later, I thought that it might be because of the pressure of work. After all, there are many intrigues in the entertainment industry. Shuya has no relatives in Beidu, and she has to show her best side in front of the camera every day. Looking for a place to vent, although he is in the entertainment industry, he is a man and has better emotional control than a woman. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that Shu Ya had not been easy all these years, and decided to follow her as much as possible in the future.

Han Mo put down his phone and worked for a while. It was late before bedtime, and he gently pushed Xuan Xuan's door open again.

The little guy's two little hands have stretched out the quilt, raised high above his head, in a "surrender" gesture.

Han Mo walked over quietly, put his two little hands back on the quilt, just put them in the quilt, the little guy turned over again, swept his little nose, and murmured, "Grandpa, let's go play... ..."

Han Mo smiled and shook his head, and tucked the quilt for Xuanxuan again. He knew that the child was waiting for the grandparents to come. Fortunately, they were coming soon.