Chapter 82

The little tiger's chubby round head squeezed in from the crowd. Because he was too fat, the parents were tall and stood densely. It was not so easy for the little tiger with a tiger's head to squeeze in. He held his breath and tried hard, just passing by the little tiger's mother.

"Hey, you child stepped on me." Mother tiger reached out and patted her son on the head.

By this time, Xuanxuan was completely dressed up. She had a beautiful little crown, long blonde hair and a European princess skirt.

The little guy jumped out of the chair and stood in the middle of the crowd like a real princess. At the moment, she can't see her appearance, but Xuanxuan likes the skirt very much. She asked her father who she would dress up for today's cross dressing party, but her father said to keep it a secret. We'll know when Xuanxuan is completely dressed up.

Just now Xuanxuan was just sitting in the chair. Everyone couldn't see it completely. Now the little guy is standing on the ground. The parents are stunned and can't believe the "little princess" after cross dressing.

Xiaohu was knocked by his mother and touched his head. A little fat hand held a picture book and suddenly said loudly, "Xuanxuan is dressed up as the little princess in the frog prince. She is the king's youngest daughter."

Just now, the parents were surprised at Xuanxuan's beautiful appearance, but they didn't think about who she was dressed up. This time, when Xiaohu said it, everyone realized that there was a prototype.

Little tiger's mother took the book from little tiger's hand, "let me see."

Just as Xiaohu opened that page, there was a picture of the whole body of the little princess. Other parents came together and their eyes fell on this picture book.

"This is as like as two peas." Mother tiger raised the picture book slightly and compared it with Xuanxuan.

"Yes, it's so similar."

"Where is this like? It's obviously the original."

"Oh, the characters in the painting came out."

The children were playing in beautiful clothes. Hearing the praise of the adults, they also gathered around Xuanxuan.

"How beautiful! Xuanxuan is a little princess." Mengmeng ran to Xuanxuan, walked around her little friend for a few times, and ran back to her mother with envy, "Mom, I don't want to be a little cat, I want to be a little princess."

Meng Meng's mother's expression stiffened on her face and looked at her daughter awkwardly, "this... Mom won't."

Xuanxuan stood in the middle of the crowd and didn't see her, "Dad, Mengmeng, they all saw the little princess. I haven't seen the little princess yet."

The little guy listened to everyone talking about the little princess, but he still didn't react. He had become a little princess and was still confused in his head.

"Well, now let's show our Xuanxuan the little princess in the frog prince." Han Mo took Xuanxuan's small hand and walked slowly out of the crowd.

The crowd automatically spread a gap, and the parents' eyes moved with the movement of Han Mo and Xuanxuan.

There was a whole mirror on the opposite wall. Out of the crowd, a little blonde Princess walked slowly to the mirror.

The little guy opened his eyes. "Wow, I, Dad, that's, is that Xuanxuan?"

Han Mo picked up his finger and swept Xuanxuan's small nose, "yes, this is Xuanxuan. She is today's little princess."

Mengmeng shook her mother's arm. "Mom, mom, I want to be a little princess, too."

Mengmeng's mother was a little embarrassed and looked at Zeng Ying, "aunt Xuanxuan, do you know where to buy this princess skirt?" As like as two peas, she thought that even if she could not dress up as a little princess, she could at least buy a dress exactly the same, and the child would not be noisy.

The other girls' mothers also looked over and waited for Zeng Ying to say where to buy the skirt.

Zeng Ying's eyes stopped on the father and daughter who interacted with each other in front of the mirror, then slightly turned to the parents waiting for the answer and said, "this skirt was made by Xuanxuan's father himself. It is estimated that there is no place to buy it." I don't know why Zeng Ying finished this sentence. She was a little proud in her heart.

"Yourself? I did. " Hearing Zeng Ying's words, someone immediately said in disbelief.

"It's impossible. It's too complicated. Let alone a man, I can't do it." Mother tiger thinks she is the most dexterous person. The key to such beauty and delicacy is that the skirt so similar to that in the picture book is actually made by Han mo. she doesn't believe it.

The parents whispered. Teacher Ding Rou, who had not spoken all the time, whispered, "Xuanxuan's father is really more skillful than ordinary parents. Doesn't Xuanxuan's braids, matching clothes and biscuits made last time all come from his hands?"

Through teacher Ding's reminder, parents began to recall these things and looked more surprised at the direction of Han Mo and Xuanxuan.

"Dad, can I be a little princess every day?" Xuanxuan turned a circle in front of the mirror. Her fluffy skirt swayed like a blooming flower with the little guy's naive and lovely smile. It was very beautiful.

Han Mo Chong looked at the little guy jumping around happily, "of course, Xuanxuan is always a beautiful little princess in his father's heart."

"Then Dad is Xuanxuan's Prince." The little guy looked at his father admiringly.

Han Mo laughed twice. "My father is your majesty. Princes usually live far away. They won't appear until Xuanxuan grows up."

"Wow, I have to grow up to have a prince. How old is that? As big as your mother? " The little guy's naive big eyes blinked twice, and the black eyes glittered like stars.

Han Mo squatted down, pinched Xuanxuan's pink face, smiled and said, "yes, if you want to be as big as your mother, the prince will appear."

The little guy nodded as if he had got a big secret.

Suddenly, a pair of pattering trots stopped behind Han Mo's side. Han Mo looked back. It was Xiao Hu.

The little tiger two chubby little hands held the picture book of the frog prince. On the picture book sat a lovely little frog doll. The little tiger was naive and shouted in a loud voice, "Han Zhixuan, can I be your frog prince?"

Xiaohu's voice was so loud that everyone could hear it. The whole classroom suddenly quieted down. The parents were just surprised that Han Mo could make such a delicate and beautiful skirt. Xiaohu suddenly raised his voice and everyone's eyes fell on them for a moment.

Xuanxuan was also stunned for a moment, then looked at the direction of Xiaohu, raised her small chin and said with a little pride, "no, you are not my frog prince. My father said that my prince will appear when you are as old as my mother."

The parents who didn't react just now were all laughed with a puff after hearing Xuanxuan's words.

Han Mo didn't expect that at the moment, looking at the little tiger who was cruelly "rejected", he was a little embarrassed.