House Dad’s Literary Life

"You! This is... what have you done?"

Yang Hao finally found someone in the master bedroom. As a result, I saw these small... devils and ghosts. He almost couldn’t believe his eyes, including the beggars. These little guys were caught by the goblins and changed. Did you put it back?

I still wanted to blame a few times, but Yang Lan looked at the excitement and sly expression on the colorful faces that they painted. If they scolded, they couldn’t say anything. It was really good and funny.

Finally, Yang Lan pointed to the little guys who painted all kinds of makeup on their faces, and said with a smile: "You, hey, come out, stand in a row, show me!"

The excitement passed, and they finally realized that they were in trouble, with a small head and a very embarrassed expression, grinding and moving to the side.

Because they have to stand in a row, they still hope to stand in the corners of the corner, so it seems that the attention will be smaller.

One word is lined up, the other side is Lu Xiaoyu, Chen Shiyun, and Nan Zhaoyu, and there is only Xiao Wei in the middle and Xiao Xiao who sneaked into Xiao Wei’s sister’s leg.

Xiao Yan also seems to feel wrong, he tried to hide behind a tall big sister, thinking that this can avoid Dad’s sight, but did not expect that in the end they fell to the middle position, and Xiao Yan naturally took the dad now. In the sight.

"Hey, you are too!" Yang blinked and pointed at the little sly like the little cat, laughing and laughing.

Xiao Yan was also spent a few beards, but it may be because he felt uncomfortable, Xiao Yan unconsciously rubbed it, and finally the color was lumpy on his face, and his clothes were dyed with lipstick on his sleeve. Printed!

Was pointed out by Dad, Xiao Yan was embarrassed to hide behind the sister of Xiao Wei, is to put some red lipstick, stained on Xiao Wei's sister's clothes!

Yu Xiaowei’s expression was the most flustered. She felt that Yang Lan had let them stand in a row. It was a rhythm that was furious. Yu Wei, who was already more sensible, was very embarrassed at the moment, his eyebrows were pulling, his eyes were red, and his tears were accumulated.

Xiao Yan hides behind her, and Xiao Wei feels nothing at all. The heart panicked into a ball, and it was a little stimulated, so she cried!

"Hey, Xiaowei, why are you crying?" Yang Lan came down, and when he was angry and funny, he found this point. He just thought that Xiaowei was blushing because of makeup. Red.

And he asked this question, Yu Xiaowei sucked his nose and fell into tears.

I heard that Xiaowei cried, and the "sisters" who were desperately hiding next to them, and Lanxin, couldn’t care for themselves. They quickly surrounded me and looked at Yu Wei’s concern: "Oh, Xiaowei Sister, don't you cry!"

Fortunately, Yu Wei, now, is not Yu Wei, who just met her last year, and has a lot of Yu Wei, who is willing to explain.

"Yang, Uncle Yang..." The little girl sobbed and explained, "You, don't be angry, okay? I know it's wrong, you, don't, don't let me play with you."

It turned out that Yu Xiaowei was frightened by Yang Lan! (Yang: I didn't do anything!)

When it is small, because of the unsociable character, Yu Wei does not like to play with other children, and other adults think that she is mentally ill, and she licks her own child: "You don't want to play with that Xiao Wei!"

These things left a deep shadow in her heart.

Now Xiao Wei is also very scared, worried that he is too naughty this time, will let Uncle Yang Shu also say such words!

Yang Hao certainly won't do this. He originally let the little guys stand up, just want to see how much they are arrogant, by the way, tell them the truth, but now I see that Xiao Wei is afraid to be like this. He is too embarrassed to blame them.

"How come? How can your uncle not let you play with you?" Yang Xiao smiled. "You are a good friend with you!"

"Yes, I am a very good friend with Xiaowei sister!" He nodded nodded. She saw Yu Wei crying, and there were some sorrows. The cute little kitten is now worried and irritating. Pity, she took the courage and said, "Hey, you don't want to be angry with Xiaowei's sister, okay? You are angry with me, it's my fault."

"It's also my fault. I used the makeup of my grandmother first!" Lan Xin also stood very proudly next to her partner and supported her. She hesitated and said with a small mouth. Dad, do you want to, punish me, let me not eat snacks for a week, but don't blame Xiaowei sister, okay?"

Hey, these two little girls, have begun to talk about loyalty?

Yang Hao still has a little river and lake atmosphere, of course, he is quite admiring the squatting and Lan Xin's body.

However, in order not to let a few little guys have too much psychological burden, especially Lu Xiaoyu and Nan Zhaoyu, who were scared to scream at the side, Yang Xiao smiled and said: "Who said that I let you stand in a row, is Want to blame you?"

"Of course, you have to take other people's cosmetics to play, this is still wrong. Just because this time, you are making the first mistake, so I forgive you." Yang Yan took a look at the card camera next to it. I took it with a smile and shook it to them, proudly saying, "But since you have painted your face like this, you can't waste it. You say yes? Uncle Yang gives you a photo. Make a note! Ok?"

"Photographing? Good! Good!" When I saw that my father was not angry, I was happy and replied.

Lan Xin also excitedly said: "I also want to take pictures, Yang Dad, you take two more shots for Zhao Yu, he, he, we painted him the most!"

Nan Zhaoyu’s cheeks on both sides of the cheeks are rosy, and this blush is rarely used, because it’s like Nan Zhaoyu’s now, and there are two kinds of plateau red on his face!

And besides blush, his lips are still black, and it looks like he is poisoned!

The most fascinating, I don’t know which little girl was thinking, giving his eyebrows and eyelids under the eyebrows a pink lipstick...

This picture, Yang Lan can not bear to look straight.

However, Nan Zhaoyu has not resisted. He just scratched his head with shame and whispered: "Uncle Yang, these photos, can you not show it to my father?"

Yang Xiao smiled and said: "Nothing, I will take pictures of you, save them, wait for you to grow up, don't remember this thing, then show it to you, let you see how you played in your childhood. Noisy!"

Let you steal music now, there will always be dumbfounded times in the future! Yang Lan thought badly in his heart.

"Hey, is that going to be filmed for the younger brother?" Obviously, the focus of attention at this moment is not here, she asked curiously.

"Of course, how can you fall down?" Yang Hao laughed.

"That, I still want to repaint the younger brother, he wiped it off, it doesn't look good!" He looked at Dad with her little praying eyes and said, "Oh, give us a little more time, no. it is good?"

"Of course, you are free!" Yang Lan waved his hand generously and said cheerfully.

Xiao Yan blinked innocently, and his little hand still grabbed Xiao Wei’s sister’s clothes. Yu Xiaowei has not sobbed. She heard that Uncle Yang did not blame herself, and felt that the atmosphere of the friends was warm, and she smiled happily and moved.

......

In the evening, the children who had washed away the "masterpieces" had been taken home by their fathers and mothers, and Yang Lan was at home, and was chased by Murphy, who was desperately ruined.

"No, no, my wife, you listen to me. At that time, the scene was completely uncontrollable. I saw that they painted red and red, and they were dumbfounded. Where can they stop?" Yang Lan said as he escaped, smiling. "But don't worry, I have already left evidence. When they grow up, you can take these photos to find them, and say, you can pay for the aunt's cosmetics!"

"You still have a sophistry, you must have a share!" Murphy sneaked in the back, not sulking. "In the last time, in the TV lounge, who broke my lipstick?"

"Cough, such a long time, how do you mention it?" Yang Xiao smiled.

"Hey, Yang Lan, you are a man with a criminal record. I don't believe in your ghost words! I have planted it for my children. If you forget it, you will plant it!" I don't believe it!"

"Oh! Ah! Ah..."