House Dad’s Literary Life Chapter 98: Yang Yi wants to show his hands (2/3)

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"Wait, wait a minute, you must wear this hat first!"

Yang Yi did a lot of preparations for Xi Xi ’s birthday. After all, it was also the first time for a birthday party. He also went to the Internet to find some cases and learned to arrange it himself. At this moment, he seemed to have thought of something, and hurried to the next basket, and picked up a few hats.

"Xi Xi wants to bring this!" Yang Yi took the man-made crown he bought when he went to the pedestrian street with Xi Xi that day. Although it is a bargain, it is also shiny and shiny under the light of the light, which looks like Really the same as the princess crown.

"Mama, is Xixi good-looking?" Xixi smiled sweetly, letting her father help insert the crown in her hair, she didn't dare to move her neck, only to twist her body.

"It looks great! My little princess! By the way, Yang Yi, I think you can take a picture here! Leave it as a commemoration." Murphy patted Yang Yi's arm and said intimately.

"Yes, but wait a minute!" Yang Yi also held two conical hats in his left hand. He first wore one himself and then gestured to Murphy.

"I don't want to wear it!" Murphy stepped back funnyly and waved his hands again and again.

"How can this be done? Xi Xi's birthday, we all have to wear it!" Yang Yi blocked Murphy in front of the bar, leaving her nowhere to go.

Then he helped Murphy put it on himself, hooked the rope and hung it under Murphy's chin. This process will inevitably make a blind date on the skin. Yang Yi touched Murphy's chin with her fingertips, felt the delicate texture of her, and watched her flushed cheeks.

Pictures are so beautiful that they are so stupid that they forget to withdraw their fingers.

Murphy also stunned against the bar and looked up at Yang Yi. So close, Murphy almost felt the smell of Yang Yi. So close, Murphy could almost feel the scorching heat from Yang Yi's eyes. So close, Murphy also forgot to evade, and looked at Yang Yi's sturdy face in such a confused way.

"Why aren't you good? I'm waiting impatiently!" Or Xi Xi's voice interrupted the ambiguity at this moment.

Murphy reacted first, she pushed away Yang Yi with a red face, pretending to walk towards Xi Xi casually.

Yang Yi also shook her head and smiled slightly. He also pretended that nothing had happened. He went to the side and picked up the SLR camera he had bought before. "

Several photos were taken, including a separate photo of Xi Xi holding the "Yes" gesture unchanged for thousands of years, and some photos taken by Xi Xi and Murphy's mother and daughter together.

"Yang Yi, you come and shoot together too! Adjust the time!" Murphy was very happy with Xi Xi just now, and now he waved to Yang Yi with a smile.

"I want to shoot too? Do n’t you?" Yang Yi scratched her head. "I want to shoot you again!"

Actually, he is not willing to take pictures. The old stereotype makes him feel that as long as he takes a picture, it is easy to leave marks on his opponent, and the tracking of others becomes easier!

However, I do n’t seem to have to worry about this issue now. After all, his identity is no longer a killer, but an ordinary person.

"Come here!" Murphy snorted, "You are a father, how can you say no? Come, let's take a group photo with our family of three!"

A family of three, Murphy almost blurted out. After she finished, she realized that she blushed suddenly.

However, this is indeed the case. Xixi is four years old. The three of them have not taken a photo together!

Yang Yi didn't insist anymore, he adjusted the camera's time-lapse shooting, and then ran over, left and right with Murphy, embracing the smiling girl in the middle.

"Click!" The picture freezes, everyone has a smile on his face, and even Yang Yi and Murphy laugh naturally, hoping this happiness will last forever ...

There is also food on the bar, not only the washed fruit, but also the snacks that Yang Yi baked and made. When Yang Yi fiddled with the camera and planned to fix the video with a tripod, Murphy took the hand of the little princess who is today's birthday and came to try first.

"This is a cookie." Murphy pinched one first and put a soft bite by his mouth.

The posture of her eating is always so elegant, just a little bite, and her left hand is still under the chin. Then, fearing that some residue will fall out.

"Well, it's delicious!" Murphy loves Yang Yi's craftsmanship. This cookie is not only exquisitely made, not as bad as the cake shop, but also crispy and sweet, and the taste and taste are just right! Moreover, she likes the cranberries mixed in, which is a bit sour and so delicious!

"I want it too!" Xi Xi is in a hurry, she can't reach it unless she climbs on the chair, but Yang Yi moved the chair away to arrange the bar.

Murphy smiled, handed the little girl one more, and said: "You can't eat more, and there will be better food later! If you are full, you will regret it!"

"Is there any better food?" Xi Xi had a delicious appetite, and her appetite was wide, but when she heard from her mother, she was hesitant to finish the cookie.

Yang Yi ’s snacks are of course not only cranberry cookies, but also colorful glutinous rice cakes.

This glutinous rice cake is very interesting. The green ones are mixed with green tea powder, the pink ones are strawberry flavors, and the yellow ones are mango flavors. Of course, they are filled with red bean paste. There is also a white one with a purple heart in it-purple potato filling!

As Murphy and Xixi tasted a snack, Yang Yi walked over with his guitar, and he pretended to tune the microphone and stand: "Cough, hello, hello!"

Murphy had seen the guitar upstairs in Yang Yi ’s study, Brown Beetle. Of course she knew that the guitar was expensive, and she knew that the original landlord had left it. She had always thought that BB's guitar was a pearl in Yang Yi's place, but she had better, so she didn't envy and envy Yang Yiyao.

"What are you going to do?" Murphy looked at Yang Yi funny. She didn't know that Yang Yi would play the guitar. When Yang Yi carried the guitar clumsily on her back, she laughed tremblingly.

"This, I want to sing a song to Xi Xi!" Yang Yi said seriously.

"Okay, okay!" Xi Xi clapped her palms happily. She was so happy today. Mom and Dad carefully prepared a birthday party for themselves. Dad actually had to sing.

In fact, Xi Xi is not as surprised as her mother, because Yang Yi sang "Let it go" in front of Xi Xi, so Xi Xi is still looking forward to it!

Murphy is also a bit curious. She wants to know what song Yang Yi, a guy who once knew nothing about music and disdain to understand, can sing. And still playing guitar!

"Did he learn to play the guitar?" Murphy thought.

"Then I will start!" Yang Yi put the microphone back on the shelf, and then began to pull the guitar string seriously.

"5 · 565, 17 ..." a light and simple rhythm sounded.

Murphy noticed the **** of Yang Yi ’s right hand. It still seemed a bit stiff, but this simple repetition, with only a few changes in the melody, was really enough.

But the posture of pressing the string with his left hand is not bad, he really learned it!