Dad's comic life

At this moment, on the beach.

The little girl kept spinning her arms like a big windmill, trying to attack the only place within his range.

It's a pity that at this moment, the girl's little head is being held down by Hao Ren. The girl can't reach Hao Ren at all, so her efforts are in vain.

Hao Ren pushed slightly, and the little girl stumbled and sat down on the ground.

"Hmph~~" Hao Ren looked down at the little girl on the ground happily: "It's impossible to fight your father!"

Raising her head angrily, the little girl immediately waved her fist at Hao Ren.

"You're just bullying me because I'm still young!"

The little girl shouted: "Thirty years to the east of the river and thirty years to the west of the river, don't bully the girl into poverty!"

"But I'm just going to bully you?" Hao Ren said, then he lowered his waist and hit the little girl's head.

The little girl immediately covered her head, stood up without saying a word, and chased Hao Ren: "I...I will fight with you today!!!"

Sun Jiali looked at Hao Ren playing with the little girl with fond eyes, and felt very happy in her heart.

For her, it is best for her family to be together happily and live a happy life.

This situation is also thanks to my husband.

Sun Jiali couldn't help but think to herself.

After all, a few years ago, my company almost collapsed because of the lack of a mainstay. However, my husband turned the tide and brought the Bika company back up again. The comics he drew were all successful and widely popular on the Internet. Good reviews.

Not only that, games, animation movies, TV and other aspects also all have the credit of my husband. Each of them also has a wide audience in their respective fields. Especially the IP of Elf is quite popular at home and abroad, which also makes the company The funds become more abundant.

Moreover, my husband is also devoted to himself and taking care of the house. He does not go around like other men after getting rich. Instead, he stays at home all day long, cleaning the room, and taking care of the house. Taking care of children…

Suddenly, Sun Jiali was stunned and started doing mental calculations again.

I conceive plots, draw comics, and go to Guyuan from time to time to check on the filming progress. I also have to clean the house, take care of the children, and prepare dinner...

Does your husband do too many things?

At this moment, a voice interrupted Sun Jiali's thinking.

"Hey, I'm old, I can't do it anymore!"

Hao Ren came to Sun Jiali's side, panted slightly, twisted his neck twice, and made a clicking sound.

Just now, he dug out all the sand under the little girl's buttocks, and then made the little girl fall into the sand pit and was chased by the little girl for a long time. In addition, the air at the seaside was already a bit humid and the sun was too strong. , making Hao Ren feel a little dehydrated.

When he came to Sun Jiali's side, he picked up the drink and drank it down.

"Speaking of which, are you tired?"

For some reason, Sun Jiali suddenly asked such a question.

Hao Ren, who was drinking a drink, paused for a moment and asked strangely: "Why am I tired?"

Sun Jiali said: "When I usually draw comics, it must be very tiring to think about so many works, right?"

"What's so tiring about this?" Hao Ren suddenly laughed when he heard this: "Look, didn't I just open my mouth when I thought about comics? Just draw a few casually. Delivering food when I just graduated was considered tiring. Right? Running from morning to night, and encountering picky customers who complain casually, that’s when you’re tired!”

After finishing speaking, Hao Ren drank the drink again.

"Is it?"

Sun Jiali nodded and looked at the angry little girl who was building a sandcastle not far away, but she was thinking about Hao Ren.

Although Hao Ren said this, Sun Jiali did not completely believe it.

Since being with her, my husband hasn't had a good rest, right?

As I thought before, although he sees his husband lying at home playing with his mobile phone every day when he gets home, in fact, his husband doesn’t have much time to play in a day, right?

As the boss of a comic company, I know how tiring it is for cartoonists to come up with plots.

Otherwise, where would such a thing happen?

The results of it? My husband has conceived so many plots by himself, one after another. Although he doesn’t seem physically tired, his brain is really tired.

While taking on household chores and usually plotting plots, how can you not be tired?

Speaking of which, my husband from home really likes his legs. He usually pays attention to her legs, so why not give him some benefits?

Sun Jiali suddenly thought of this, and then moved her body back: "Hubby, do you want a knee pillow?"

"Whoosh!"

Hao Ren put down the drink in his hand suddenly, his eyes seemed to light up: "What did you just say?"

"Knee pillow!" Sun Jiali patted her thigh and said.

"..." Hao Ren clicked his tongue and suddenly began to doubt in his heart.

Why did my wife think of doing this suddenly in public?

If he proposed it, it wouldn't be a big deal if Sun Jiali agreed, but now it was the other party who proposed it.

So, Hao Ren didn't understand and asked: "Why did you suddenly give me a knee pillow?"

"Do not want?"

Sun Jiali did not answer Hao Ren's question.

"I think!" Hao Ren nodded repeatedly, but still glanced at Sun Jiali suspiciously: "It's just a bit sudden."

"I just suddenly feel that you are very tired, so as a wife, I still want to comfort you." Sun Jiali blinked: "But, if you are not tired..."

Saying this, Sun Jiali made a gesture to stand up.

Hao Ren pressed Sun Jiali's thigh: "I'm exhausted! Wife! gkd!"

"..." Glancing at Hao Ren, who looked like a child with a new toy, Sun Jiali wondered if her miscalculation was wrong. However, she still sighed and put her legs together: "Come on."

Hao Ren happily found the right position and lay down.

His head sank directly into Sun Jiali's fleshy thighs.

Although I didn't wear stockings like before, my smooth skin was quite comfortable. After all, my wife's skin was pretty good.

Behind his head were Sun Jiali's fleshy thighs, and on his neck he could feel his wife's lubricated skin.

Turning his body sideways, his head was aimed at Sun Jiali's belly. He could feel Sun Jiali's smooth skin and the fragrance of sunscreen on his cheeks, which made Hao Ren take two deep breaths unconsciously.

The moment she exhaled these two breaths, Sun Jiali's body trembled slightly, and her face suddenly turned red: "Don't blow, it's so itchy!"