House Dad’s Literary Life

Guo Ziyi’s art test has finally arrived. The campus of Tianjiangcheng Communication University is as lively as the festival. Early, the vehicles that came to take the test blocked the campus, and Yang Lan gave up the idea of ​​going to sports.

It was Guo Ziyi who was so big and got up very early. He squatted at the school gate to "observe" the young ladies and sisters who were dressed up in the national color. Until they were about to take the exam, they hurried back and hugged the bag.

Yang Lan’s coffee shop has been decorated almost, and it’s okay. He wiped the cup in the store and opened it when he was thinking about it. Of course, the signboard is not done yet! He wants the quaint wooden brand, so it is hard to find a carpenter, order a set, have to wait a week.

"Hey!" There was a vague shout from outside, so familiar and thinking, Yang Lan suddenly returned to God and quickly looked out.

I saw a cute little angel waving at him in excitement, a sweet smile, bright big eyes, all worried about Yang Lan’s heart.

In fact, I still miss it!

Yang Lan quickly opened the door and just opened the door. The little guy couldn’t wait to rush: "Hey, I miss you!"

"Dad also misses you very much." Yang Lan bent over and hugged the little guy and said softly. Looking at her daughter's joy, Yang Lan felt happiness flowing in her heart.

"Cough!" Murphy, who was left out on the side, expressed his dissatisfaction with his existence.

At this time, Yang Lan only put her sight on her body, but... Is this woman not too hot? In the spring and summer handover, I also wore a large windbreaker, a scarf, a woolen cap, and a mask and sunglasses on my face. It was like a Eskimo living in the snow and ice!

"Are you not hot?" Yang Yan frowned, reached over and took off her woolen cap.

Murphy was too unprepared for Yang’s sudden concern. When Yang Lan took off her hat, she subconsciously shrank her head.

But it was already late. After the wool cap was taken off, Murphy's wavy hair sprinkled like a waterfall, and the air echoed with a fragrant aroma.

"What are you doing?" Murphy couldn't help but feel a sigh, but on the surface it was a face to die. He reached out and grabbed the hat of Yang Lan's hand, and angered the geological question.

"Come to me, use it to dress like this?" Yang Hao hugged in, waiting for Murphy to come in, only plainly asked.

"Hey, why!" The little guy who was holding his father's neck and refused to let go was very active. She raised her small arm and looked at her father with eagerness.

As if to say, want to know? Ask me soon!

Yang Lan shaved her finger on her little nose with a funny voice, and said softly, "Tell me tell Dad!"

"Because Ma Ma is afraid to be seen by reporters!" He giggled, a pair of me very powerful.

Yang Lan suddenly understood, he remembered Chen Haojie who came over a few days ago. Are these big stars not the same?

Murphy took off her windbreaker jacket and took off other cover-ups before she breathed a sigh of relief. It was really hot too! She shouted a little: "Why don't you say that today is the day of Jiang Chuanyi's test? So many reporters, fortunately, the car is a little equipped!"

It is estimated that Murphy did not realize the change in his tone. Perhaps it was Yang Hao’s slightly intimate action, which made her have some looseness.

Yang Yan frowned and looked at Murphy inexplicably. He said, "You didn't inform me in advance? And, today is Wednesday, how do I expect you to come?"

Murphy snorted, she remembered that she really forgot! However, this period of time has come to be somewhat diligent. Murphy is somewhat casual. He feels like returning to his own home. Is it necessary to report back to his home?

Therefore, she said a bit uncomfortable: "Hey, can I still apply with you to come?"

Yang Lan was speechless for a while. He felt that it was really troublesome to talk to a woman. The logic was not at a level, or there was no reason at all... Forget it, he simply did not accept this.

Murphy looked at Yang Lan and had a good time with her daughter. She was a little jealous and went up to hug the past, and then said with a sigh of relief: "Give me a cup of coffee, I want to see if your coffee shop is unqualified!"

Is it not easy to drink coffee? Yang Lan nodded and went to the bar to prepare for her.

It’s almost four years old, and it’s higher than the children of the same age. Murphy has some little guys, and she takes her hand and walks in Yang’s coffee shop to see some of his furnishings and decorations.

"The sofa is still very comfortable... What are these bookshelves? How is it empty?"

"Some are prepared to put on books, wait for me to buy them back, and then put them on. Some of them put some music CDs..."

"What about me?"

"What is yours?"

"I don't care, I only allow you to put my album!" Murphy bit his lip and said with anger.

"How many of your talents? When I have time to listen to it, let me talk." Yang Lan did not care at all. He carried the rushed coffee and gently placed it on the table in front of Murphy.

However, in the face of the coffee with aroma of fragrance, Murphy was indifferent, but stared at Yang Lan's eyes, her show was a little cold.

"Only let me put my album!" Murphy said in a word, "Let me let Xiaojuan send it to you!"

Yang Lan did not buy it. He said: "That can't be done. I have to choose my side here, and I hope that all types can collect some classic CDs."

Murphy’s eyes were aggrieved and sad, but he still licked his mouth coldly and looked at Yang Lan.

Yang Lan still really eats this set. He was seen by Murphy that he could not resist it. He had to take a step back and said helplessly: "I will leave you a layer!"

"I want a bookshelf!" Murphy also took a step back, but she was still a little stubborn.

"Can't put up so much..."

"I have a lot of, single CDs, albums, and photo albums, the cover of some big magazines... and I have to make a lot of songs in the future."

Yang Lan waved his hand helplessly and said, "Okay, okay, pick one yourself!"

Murphy’s eyes flashed with joy, and she pulled it up, and the coffee couldn’t take care of it, but pretended to slow down and patrol the arrogantly, pointing to Yang’s bar. That bookshelf: "I want this! You are not allowed to put someone else's CD!"

"Hey, I want to!" The little guy is also excited to squat, she thought it was fun.

"You don't have to." Yang Lan quickly took out several wooden frames from the box next to him and said, "Hey, Dad prepared these for you. At that time, Dad will put your paintings, hang them around, and hang them around. The wall."

“Really? Then you have to draw a lot of paintings!” the little guy surprised.

Murphy is a little jealous. This time, when she eats her daughter, Yang Lan thinks so well for her daughter. Why not take the initiative to think about her?