Venomous tongue top stream is a small stutter [rebirth]

For Song Zhi, this kind of thing was as difficult as reaching the sky, he shook his head truthfully.

"Have you brushed your teeth?"

Confused by the other party's sudden topic, Song Zhi blinked and nodded as she said.

"Yes, let me verify."

Before Song Zhi could react, there was a cooling sensation on his lips, which was exactly the same as the green tea and mint flavor in his mouth.

"Ah, my husband is getting more and more foul."

"It's not him when the child is asleep."

"The child is next door, the pleasure of cheating."

"Mom, I love adult stimulation."

"Well, I really didn't lie." Yan Huai tapped his hot ears with his fingertips, turned off the light, and turned around to support Song Zhi's shoulders and put them on the pillow.

The pillows in the bedroom are long double pillows, and the distance between two people can be drawn very close.

The cool mint smell lingered in his steaming ears, and a familiar voice said softly to him, "Good night."

The thick pleated curtains were pulled tightly, the moonlight and street lamps were blocked out of the night, only Song Zhi's eyes were left shining blankly.He licked the cold lips that were kissed, put his arms around his waist and put them into his arms, Song Zhicai realized it later.

Is this the way to show love?

It is cool and soft.

The next day, Song Zhi set the alarm clock at 06:30. He admired his unprecedented ability to get up early, and struggled to get up from the bed, only to find that Siqi had already arranged everything and was sitting in the living room reading a book.

This brat can't even sleep in?

"Why do you wake up so curly?"

"I wanted to slap Song Jieba in the face."

"He got up because of his daughter?"

"Father's love is boundless, wipe away tears."

Seeing Song Zhi come out, Siqi closed the book and said contemptuously, "I've been waiting for you for a long time, you slob."

"Haha Song Jieba also has today."

"Kids are content."

Song Zhi thought of Yan Huai who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen a few meters away, he resisted the urge to tease her, and walked out with a basketball.

Although Song Zhi has been extremely lazy in the past two years, he was a member of the school basketball team when he was studying, and he is also good at sports.

As for the reason for joining the basketball team, it is simply to inherit Yan Huai's brother's locker.

Through yesterday's understanding of Siqi, Song Zhi found that she was not physically uncoordinated, but it was most likely due to low self-esteem or some reason when she was young, which caused her resistance to ball games and other sports.

What's more, this kind of learning girl is not very good at sports.

Song Zhi stood in front of Siqi holding the ball, and he thought of what brother Yan Huai said to her during the game yesterday, "I'll first pass the ball to you on the ground, and then you give it to me in the same way."

"You just need to calculate the size and speed of my force and the time it takes for the ball to reach you."

Siqi rolled her bangs and nodded, focusing on the ball.

Looking into Siqi's eyes, Song Zhi slowed down and threw the ball.

Siqi froze, she opened her hands, and the ball was firmly caught in the palm of her hand.

"Very well, let's continue." Song Zhi said.

After a few practice sessions, Siqi can easily catch the ball even if Song Zhi gradually speeds up.

The cooperation between the two came to an end, and Song Zhi began to teach her to shoot the ball independently.The biggest advantage of learning-type children is that they can always transform practice into self-applicable methods through theory.

When Siqi was able to shoot [-] balls independently, Song Zhi saw that there was still time, "Do you want to learn how to shoot?"

Siqi glanced at the two-meter-high basketball hoop, rolled up her sleeves, and nodded confidently.

Song Zhi appreciates her character of never admitting defeat, but the difficulty of shooting is obviously higher than that of batting.

In addition to skills, strength and accuracy are required. Siqi is only ten years old, and even shorter than children of the same age. For her thin and small, it is indeed difficult.

The basketball hit the hoop again and was ejected, and the competitive Siqi obviously became anxious.

"I'm starving to death." Song Zhi didn't intend to put pressure on her, and waved her hand pretending to be relaxed, "The last one goes home."

Song Zhi walked back on her own, and stopped paying attention to Siqi.

He looked at the window on the first floor, but was lucky enough to see Yan Huai's eyes, which were brighter than the morning sun. Song Zhi couldn't bear to look away, and heard cheers from behind him.

He knew the ball was in.

It is very special for Song Zhi to have breakfast with three people at the same table, at least he can't remember when it happened last time.

However, Siqi here didn't show face, and hurried to the bedroom after drinking the last sip of milk.

Song Zhi was still biting the egg that Yan Huai peeled for him, when he heard the slam of the closed door, he looked at Yan Huai.

The latter put the vegetables into his bowl, "Little girls always have little secrets."

Song Zhi was biting the egg, she was fine just now, it's really hard to guess what the child is thinking.

Siqi worked in the room for more than half an hour, until Yan Huai knocked on the door, "Siqi, it's time to gather."

There are activities scheduled at [-]:[-] am.

"Okay, come right away."

"What the hell is she doing in there?"

"I guess it's a question."

"The world of a top student is like a horror story."

A few minutes later, Siqi opened a crack in the door, her eyes rolling around.

"Why don't you come out?" Yan Huai was giving Song Zhi water to drink.

"This look is a bit like Song Jieba."

"Laughing to death, what kind of daughter does your father have?"

Siqi glanced at it for a while, and then gradually opened the wooden door.

"Wow!!!"

"Seduce me to give birth to a daughter again!"

"Fairy, let the old aunt kiss you."

Song Zhi didn't take a sip of water, her face flushed from choking.

Yan Huai hurried over to draw paper to help him wipe his mouth, "How grown up."

Siqi was caught off guard by Song Zhi's reaction, she tugged at the hem of the finely crafted gauze skirt, "I'll go change it."

"Put it on, it looks good." Yan Huai's eyes moved to her head, "It goes well with hair accessories."

Song Zhi managed to recover from the choking water, and hurriedly greeted her, "It's true, it looks good."

"Yeah, yeah, it's really pretty."

"It's not easy for your little dad to praise people."

"Such an expensive dress, don't take it off!!"

Siqi pressed her fingertips on the doorknob, and her face turned redder and redder. She secretly tried on the skirt many times last night.The crystal hairpin was a birthday present she gave herself last year, and today is the first time she is willing to wear it.

I was worried for a long time, but I was always worried that I would not be worthy of such a beautiful skirt.

Until she heard the affirmation from her fathers.

It feels so good.

The activity in the morning is to answer origami questions.

There are ten sets of finished origami on the square table. The guests in each group must first answer the questions on the colored paper, and then copy the origami that is the same as the model.

Parents can cooperate to help, but the answer must be completed by the child himself.

"Oh, I knew it would turn out like this."

"These two dads are really slowing down."

Siqi finished writing all the colored paper topics, and then easily copied the same model according to the creases. She is familiar with this competition and it is easy.

As for the two people sitting directly opposite Siqi.

Yan Huaili took out colored paper with no title to fold a peach heart, and gave it to Song Zhi after it was finished.

The latter propped his chin, watched Yan Huai's movements with delight, and held the folded peach heart in his hand.

"Siqi: What use do I need these two fathers for?"

"Relying on the school bully girl to lie down and win, laugh to death."

"The other groups were even worse."

For the remaining three groups of guests, the two boys kept looking at Siqi, from her crystal hairpin to her white gauze skirt.

The girl named Jasmine saw that other people's eyes were on Siqi, so she was so angry that she didn't even think about origami.

Zhang Lun patted his son on the back of the head, "Hurry up, why don't you have the nerve to watch him if you can't win?"

"Son: Dad is so fierce."

"Son: I'll just take a look."

In the morning competition, Siqi won No.1 with an absolute advantage.

In addition to the reward of forty coins, Siqi also received an extra fifty coins for cleverness.

She stuffed handfuls of living coins she won into Song Zhi's bag, sealed it and handed it to him intact.

"Song Zhi still has a high status in the family."

"A husband who loves his daughter also loves her, my mother!"

"Want to celebrate?" Yan Huai's eyes first moved to Song Zhi, and then stopped on Siqi, "Go out and eat."

"Listen to little daddy."

"Oh my God."

"You also have to listen to Song Zhi?"

"Walk."

The afternoon was free for parents and children. After lunch, the three of them drove to the nearest shopping mall.

Song Zhi and Yan Huai rejected Siqi's idea of ​​going to the library, and forcibly took her to the large playground on the third floor of the shopping mall.

Song Zhi took Siqi along, playing video games first and then grabbing dolls. They became crazy all afternoon, the more they played, the more addicted they became, and they had to run out to play again after dinner.

Until the mall closed, Yan Huai finally called them home.

On the way back to the car, the two of them were more honest than the other, sleeping soundly in the back seat.

"Boss Yan has worked hard watching the children."

"It's really not easy for one person to take care of two."

Yan Huai turned off the car and helped Song Zhi unbuckle her seat belt, "I'll take Siqi home first, and I'll come over to hug you later."

Song Zhi's neck changed position, and she nodded dizzily.

Yan Huai opened the door on the other side, and Siqi got up in a daze, walking down with her schoolbag on her back.

"Do you need my help?" Yan Huai asked her.

"Dad, remember to take the little dad back." Siqi rubbed her eyes and shook her head, "I'll catch a cold when I sleep outside."

"Wow, this kid is so sweet."

"Help me, I've never seen someone so sensible."

Seeing Siqi approaching the villa smoothly, Yan Huai returned to the car, hugged Song Zhirou into his arms, "My husband will take you home and sleep."

Song Zhi opened her eyes again, it was ten o'clock the next morning.

He was the only one left on the bed, and Song Zhi walked out of the room. In the living room, there was only Siqi reading a book on the sofa.

The latter gave him a blank look, "Breakfast is on the table, remember to wash the dishes after eating."

Song Zhi looked left and right, "Where's your father?"

"I don't know." She put down the book and walked over, holding a card in her hand, "It should be a task."

[Today's task]:

Big and small, today is 5.21!Before the man you love the most comes home at night, please prepare a surprise for him!

home at night?

What kind of boring stuff is the program group doing? Could it be that he doesn't see brother Yan Huai during the day?

Song Zhi saw the breakfast on the table, "What do we have for lunch and dinner?"

"Dad has made everything, and it's all in the refrigerator. He asked me to heat it in the microwave for you to eat at noon."

Song Zhi's eyes stopped on this ten-year-old girl, "Did he tell you?"

"En." Siqi sat back on the sofa and continued to study her math problems.

"Haha dad still has to rely on his daughter to take care of him."

"This father sent it for the phone bill."

Song Zhi didn't believe it at all, he turned around and opened the refrigerator door, it was full of food, and there was a note on it: [lunch] [dinner] [extra fruit] [milk before going to bed]

Song Zhi slammed the refrigerator door, and went back to the living room full of anger, "Why did he tell you or not?"

"You slept like a dead pig last night, how can I tell you?" Siqi gave him a white look.

Song Zhi rolled up her sleeves and rushed at her, "You little brat deserves a beating."

"Should I just do it if I can't say it?"

"I'm doing justice for the heavens."

"You are jumping over the wall in a hurry!"

"Fucking them both is so funny."

"Boss Yan's absence will turn the world upside down."

"Let's think about a surprise for Dad first." Siqi threw the pillow to him and continued to study the task card, "Do you have any ideas?"

"The program team is so busy." Song Zhi took the pillow and leaned against her waist.

"Then listen to me." Siqi took out a book "Guide to Making Cakes" from her schoolbag and handed it to him.

Song Zhi thought of the book Siqi gave him the night before yesterday, "What do you kid study all day long?"

"This is a free gift, I didn't buy it."

"Are you sending me a free book now?"

"Haha, Papa Song is in a hurry."

"Insults do great harm."

"I'm asking you to learn, so let's make cakes for Dad." Siqi said.

"Why did you do this?" Song Zhi suspected that there was something wrong with her brain circuit.

"Have you done it?"

Song Zhi didn't even get out of the kitchen, "No."

"That's it, it's a surprise."

"It's not a birthday, what cake to make."

"Do you have any other good ideas?"

How could Song Zhi have a good idea.

"Since you haven't, you might as well listen to me." Siqi looked confident, "Don't worry, this will definitely make your relationship with Dad better."

"Why should I listen to the brat?"

"Just because you can't say enough in front of Dad." Siqi said while flipping through the book, "I really don't understand, Dad likes you so much, why are you so nervous?"

Song Zhi didn't want to continue this topic, the child couldn't understand it at all.Yan Huai will not like him, all appearances are just acting or the physiological needs of adults.

"Okay, let's make a cake."

For Song Zhi, it's just an errand, it doesn't matter what it is.

Siqi opened one of the pages to him, "Just do this."

Song Zhi spent [-] living coins to buy the equipment needed to make cakes from the program group.

The two of them were busy from morning to night. At the beginning, they couldn't even knead the flour. Later, they failed a lot of semi-finished products, and finally made the basic prototype.

Now there is only one last step left, to draw three little people on the cake.

"I'll draw the two of us, and my father will leave it to you." Siqi said.

"Row."

Siqi handed him the decorating cream, "You go first."

"Why me first?"

"Respect the old and love the young."

Song Zhi: "..."

Don't be as knowledgeable as a kid.

Song Zhi deliberately practiced for more than ten minutes before drawing a man who he thought was handsome and handsome on the left side of the cake with the cream.

Siqi looked at the villain on the cake, "Are you sure Dad won't beat you?"

"Why did you beat me?"

"So ugly."

"Hahaha sister, you really don't give face."

"Actually, it's okay, there are all the key points."

"Your focus is on the bulge of the lower body?"

"??? What are you talking about??"

"Be careful you are uglier than me." Song Zhi said.

Siqi took his mounting cream and directly drew a villain who was shorter than Yan Huai next to Yan Huai.

Two little people are holding hands.

"You are unique in the world for being able to paint yourself so ugly." Song Zhi was still throwing stones at the side.

"Haha, it's really not good-looking."

"I actually admire Song Zhi's painting style."

"Sorry, this is you." Siqi looked up, her smile was useless and harmless.

"How could I be so ugly."

"Sorry, that's how you look to me."

Song Zhizhi was so angry that she pinched her ears, "Can you be more polite, you little brat?"

"Siqi: I learned from you."

"Like a father, like a daughter haha."

"Don't do it, you will spoil the cake later."

Song Zhi didn't even try to scare her, so she quickly withdrew her hand and watched Siqi continue to draw herself.

After the villain finished drawing, Song Zhi tried her best not to laugh.

"Not as good as the last one."

"Those red cheeks are like a monkey's ass."

Song Zhi patted Siqi on the shoulder, "Little girl, you were really good at drawing before, I'm sorry for you."

Siqi pushed Song Zhi's hand away, "Are you annoying?"

She just wanted her villain to look more like a girl, who would have expected a red face to be like this.

"However." Song Zhi looked at the painting on the cake, "Your position is wrong."

Although it was Song Zhi's first time making cakes, based on his experience, the child would be in the middle of this kind of cake for a family of three, holding the hands of the two adults respectively.

"I don't want to be the light bulb for you two."

"This kid is too smart."

"Little geniuses are different."

Even if Siqi's villain is not in the middle, it is still a little far away from his position.

Song Zhi took back the cream from her, and applied it on "Little Siqi"'s hand, making Siqi's hand and his other hand together.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

"Well, that's it."

Since it is a family of three, it is right to hold hands.

"Help, Song Jieba is so warm!"

"He's a really caring guy."

"Why did you draw my hand so long, why not draw yourself?"

"Am I stupid? Why do you want to turn yourself into a long-handed monster?"

"Then why should I change?"

"You respect the old and love the young."

Siqi: "..."

"By the way, what's your last name?" Song Zhi asked her suddenly.

"what?"

"You are so ugly, I will write my name and separate from you."

"Who will write the name on the cake?" Siqi felt that her little father was indeed sick.

Song Zhi urged her, "Hurry up."

Siqi snapped, "You can write Yan Siqi."

"Haha, do you want to take Boss Yan's surname?"

"That's great, Siqi."

Song Zhi didn't speak, and wrote three words next to Siqi's villain.

"Why did you write about Song Siqi?"

"Obviously Song Siqi sounds better than Yan Siqi." Song Zhi was complacent.

"Neuropathy."

"Hahaha, are you robbing your daughter?"

"Song Jieba is quite particular."

"Song Siqi really sounds better."

The cake was placed in the dining room, and after dinner, Siqi excitedly went through Song Zhi's clothes.

After the two episodes of the show, Song Zhi has accumulated a lot of clothing styles.Siqi put them all over the bed, and finally chose one that satisfied her, "This is it."

"Why do you need to change clothes when you give me a cake?" Song Zhi firmly believed that the child's brain circuit was getting more and more problematic.

"Just listen to me."

Unreasonable self-confidence is even more unreasonable.

"This is your father's clothes."

This child doesn't even have the ability to distinguish the size of clothes. Brother Yan Huai was still wearing this pajamas when he slept last night.

"I told you to listen to me, you're right." Siqi urged him while closing the bedroom door, "Hurry up and change, I'll go and see if Dad is back."

Song Zhi disagreed, but changed into her pajamas according to her opinion.

But I wore this one myself, what would brother Yan Huai wear at night?Without the consent of the other party, what if he is unhappy?

It's better to send a text message, Song Zhi took out the mobile phone equipped with the program group.The last time he lived in a haunted house, brother Yan Huai called him on this number.

Before the news was sent, Siqi knocked on the door anxiously, "Hurry up, Dad is outside."

Song Zhi didn't send the message, so she hurriedly took back the phone.

Siqi put in the candles and entrusted the cake to him.

The former looked at him from head to toe, waved his hand at him, "lower down."

"what?"

Siqi tiptoed to help Song Zhi unbutton the two buttons on his pajamas, lit a candle again, turned off the lights and all the cameras in the room, and pushed him back to the bedroom.

"Just sit by the bed and don't make any noise outside." Siqi urged.

"Why are you going?" Song Zhi held the cake with both hands.

"I'm going to sleep."

"You don't want to eat cake?"

"It's not healthy to eat sweets at night, I'm going to bed." Siqi pushed him to the side of the bed and sat down, "It's too late, good night little daddy."

Before Song Zhi could figure it out, the bedroom door was closed by Siqi.

In the whole space, there were only three candles burning in the candle in his hand.The space was instantly quiet, but Song Zhi felt nervous for no reason.

He heard the sound of the room card being swiped open.

It was Yan Huai who came back.