House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 1213: Large “artist” Xiaoluo (1/3)
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Actually, after taking the pen from her sister, Xiaoluojia played with it, and didn't know where it was thrown. At night, he didn't even think about it.
The next day, Yang Yi was going out for a meeting because of the cooperation between Sahara and Jiangcheng-he just made a symbolic appearance, and Murphy stayed at home to watch the children.
In the afternoon, Murphy received a phone call from her mother, and she sat cross-legged and sat on the sofa talking to her mother and making a phone call.
Women and men are indeed two different creatures. Like Xixi, she often calls her friends, especially Lu Weisha. The two do not meet once a year, but they are On her phone, Xixi often finds Lu Weisha chatting!
Murphy is also the same. Although she has a more introverted personality, she does not have many good girlfriends, and there are few friends in the entertainment circle who are in constant contact, but with her family, such as mother, Mo Xiaojuan, or not Many good friends, such as the sister Luo Xin in the interview of Zhidu on the Modu TV station, Murphy is still the same as a normal woman, and it takes a few hours to chat!
Xiaoluojia was also called by her mother to talk to her grandmother, but the little guy is a boy! How can you say so much? He was hugged by his mother and he said to his grandmother less than two minutes with a small mouth, and he felt a little impatient.
Not fun!
Moreover, it was so hot by my mother!
Xiaoluo struggled to come down and play by himself.
Murphy had to put him down with a smile, but she soon saw Xiaoluo walked out of the living room with her small legs, and while holding the microphone, she shouted to the little guy, "Do n’t mess around." Run, let ’s not call the buns to open the door for you, it ’s dangerous to go outside and play! ”
Little smiled gleefully, and ran away without looking back.
Murphy saw that Xiaoluo just ran to the stairs to play with the buns, so she calmed down and continued to talk on the phone while paying attention to the movement of the little guy, as long as she did n’t go upstairs or let the buns open the door Going outside, Murphy wasn't very worried about Xiaoluo's danger.
After all, at home!
Baozi was boring and broke. When Xiaoluo appeared, he wagged his tail happily, leaning over fartly, leaning his head down and drilling at Xiaoluo ’s feet, so excited that he was a bit forgetful. Now!
"Hee hee, hee hee!" Xiao Tong was licked by the bun and smiled with satisfaction, but soon, his eyes fell on the cushion where the bun was sleeping.
"Eh? Here it is! Sister's!" Xiaoluo mumbled his small mouth, murmured with his childish voice, and approached, looking at the pen resting on the floor in amazement.
How come my sister ’s pen is here?
Xiao Liao forget, he left here last night, the little guy played with his sister ’s pen for a circle, and then ran to show off with the bun, but suddenly heard his father said he was going to eat, he would Happy to drop the pen and ran to the dining room ...
However, Xiaoluo thought that the buns were picked up and collected. He patted the head of the buns happily and said, "The buns are not good!"
Baozi shook the dog's face with a grinning mouth in response to the smile of the little master. It thought that the little master was complimenting himself, excitedly shaking his tail, trying to please the little master.
Since I found my sister's pen, Xiaoluo took it and played.
Yesterday the little guy found the trick to open the pen. When the two little hands pulled hard, he unscrewed the pen cover, exposing the short nib.
Buns stand aside, with their heads raised high, exhaling while watching.
However, what do you do when you open the pen cover?
Xiao Tong tilted his little head for a while and thought about it, when his sister painted himself that day, his eyes lit up, he giggled, and yelled loudly, "Draw!"
Murphy was on the phone in the living room, not paying attention to what Xiaoluo was saying, thinking he was whispering to the bun again, so she just glanced at Xiaoluo ’s side, covered by the wall A little bit, but still can see the little guy's little ass, so Murphy didn't respond.
The reason why Murphy can see Xiaoluo's **** is because Xiaoluo is imitating her sister! When the older sister was painting for him, he was asked to sit down and not move!
I saw the little guy squat down with his little butt, holding the pen in his right hand, but pressed the back of the bun in his left hand, muttering, "Sit, bun, sit ..."
Baozi is very obedient. Yang Yi has also trained some instructions before, so when he heard the little master say to sit, he cleverly bent his hind legs and supported himself with his front legs.
Baozi sticks his tongue out haha, the dog ’s eyes are always showing melancholy, but in fact, it ’s just the eyes grow like this, the bun is happily following the little body that the little host moves around, turning his head, thinking the little host Playing games with it.
That would be great!
If you do n’t have a host to play games with, or play with the three big fat cats, the buns will be boring!
Xiaoluo learned his sister, and like the little one, he nodded his head to the bun with satisfaction, and muttered: "I want to draw!"
I saw the little guy got up and walked to the white wall-exactly, the wall on the side of the stairwell was not tiled ...
How can painting be as simple as Xiaoluo thought?
Especially the ballpoint pen painted on the wall, Xiao Xiaojia found that his line was drawn crookedly, and the tip of the pen also cut out a little flower powder on the wall, and fell down with his handwriting!
"Huh?" The little guy sighed in surprise. He turned to look at the bun, as if sharing his findings with the bun.
Baozi ’s eye contact with the little master, he lowered his head and lifted it up later, but at this moment, Xiaoluo no longer communicated with it, and the little guy continued to use the pen on the wall with interest "Paddle" up.
The painting of Baozi was suddenly thrown into the back of Xiaoluo's head. He felt that it was necessary for him to make a very powerful inquiry!
I saw the little guy starting from the edge of the wall, grabbing the pen, and vigorously scratching the wall! A long trace appeared on the wall, and Xiaoluo Zuo evenly scratched it into the nest of the bun.
Baozi's tail twitched boringly, his body didn't move, but his head turned half a circle to look at the little master, and his eyes were sad.
Xi Xi ’s pen is so drawn that it is impossible to write!
But where did Xiaoluo think about this, he also found his discovery very interesting, and he wanted to wait for his sister to come back and tell her!
"Huh!" Xiao Jiao pulled a few times and found that there was some white powder on the floor beside the wall. His feet stepped on it, and a few small footprints were printed!
This is so fun!
Xiao Jiao ’s attention was immediately diverted. He forgot to continue to "paint" and excitedly stepped on those powders.
Murphy was talking on the phone with her mother, and she always heard the joyful laughter of Xiaoluo at the staircase. She doubtlessly had him and continued to rest on the sofa with confidence.