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"Moyiyan, who is the first person you want nianan to open his mouth to?"

"Me!" Mu Yiyan did not blink, almost blurted out the answer, "the first person to call for nianan sister must be me."

Yan Anxi sneered at him rudely: "eh I've only heard of talking dolls. The first one who speaks is either my father or my mother. I haven't heard of them yet. There is one called elder brother. "

"I teach sister an to call her brother every day. If she doesn't tell her to call her father and mother, she will learn to call her brother first."

"Then I asked you, you know, when you were as old as nian'an, when you just started to learn to talk, you first called, is it dad or mom?"

Mu Yiyan is stunned, then stands out: "Mom, how do I know about my childhood?"

"Who do you think you'll learn to call first?"

Mu Yiyan's eyes dribbled, glancing at his mother and his father.

This question It's a proposition.

He replied that mom would not be happy.

He answered mom, Dad Eh, no, Dad won't be upset.

As long as mom is happy, dad will be happy.

"If you want to think about it for such a long time..." Yan Anxi said, "it seems that you are not sincere."

"Mom, mom, of course it's mom." Mu Yiyan quickly replied, "Dad is so busy with his work, he is seldom with me. My mother and I have been together. We must learn to call mom first, right?"

Yan Anxi put the pen aside and shook his head: "wrong! Mu Yiyan, it's dad, not mom that you call first. "

Mu Yiyan is stupid.

"Ah? Mom, are you sure? Do you remember wrong? "

"You ask your father."

Mu Chi Yao is holding a pen, using his beautiful regular script, and the worker transcribes the guest list.

He has been listening to the dialogue between his mother and son, and he always has a light smile on the corner of his mouth.

Mu Yiyan did not dare to ask. Suddenly he ran out: "I'm going to practice piano. I'm going to sleep after practicing piano. I'm going to kindergarten tomorrow..."

Yan Anxi shook his head helplessly: "he's really smart. He knows to avoid this problem."

As Mu Chi Yao wrote, he did not raise his head and asked, "are you still worried about this?"

"How could it be It's just teasing him. What's more, he was the first one to say it. It's really dad. I'm right. "

Yan Anxi is really tired of writing. Seeing the pen, he feels his hands are sore and doesn't want to pick it up again.

She held her cheek and looked askance at Mu Chi Yao's writing.

It has to be said that watching him write is a kind of enjoyment.

"What am I doing?" Mu Chi Yao said, "how much did you write?"

"Not as much as you."

"Then come on."

"No motivation."

"What motivation do you want?"

"I don't know what I want either." Yan Anxi sighed, "look at your words and then my words. I feel inferior No, words are inferior. "

As he spoke, Yanxi was amused by himself.

Mu Chi Yao did not know what she was laughing at. He glanced at her and suddenly put down his pen. Then he said, "come here."

Yan Anxi didn't know what he was going to do, so he went to his side again, almost next to him.

Mu Chi Yao frowned slightly: "come to me."

"Ah?" Yan Anxi asked, "what are you doing?"

"Come as soon as you come."

Yan Anxi curled his mouth and said, "what's so fierce It's so wide here. What do you want to do... "

She complained, but she moved to him.

Mu Chi Yao reached out, circled her waist, put her on her leg, and let her sit upright.

Then he said, "go and get the pen."

Yanxi did it.

"Hold it as you write."

Yanxi did the same.

She vaguely guessed what mu chiyao wanted to do: "you You want to teach me to write? "

"Don't you always complain about your bad words?"

"But it's too late to learn..."

"You hold the pen in the wrong way." Mu Chi Yao said, stretching out her hand and wrapping it around her, "it's to look like this, your fingers are a little higher Right. "

Taught the correct gesture of holding the pen. Mu Chi Yao picked up a piece of white paper beside her and taught her to write.

He took her hand and wrote "Yan An Xi" on it.

It is still the beautiful and neat regular script.

Then he went on a line, held her hand, and wrote "Mu Chi Yao".

As he wrote, he said in her ear, "you I don't pay attention to writing a word. I'm always attracted by my words to tick off my mind. He's only four years old. You can't control him any longer. "

Yan Anxi replied hard, "I was interacting with the child, and remember the child no matter how busy I am..."

"Yes, you're right about everything."

Said Mu Chi Yao, releasing her hand and sniffing deeply at her neck.

He likes this kind of light fragrance on her most, which is refreshing and makes people feel like spring breeze.

Yan Anxi took the white paper with the names of two people. Well, Mu Chi Yao held her handwriting, but it was different.

"I don't want to write because of your trouble..." Mu Chi Yao sighed at her neck, "write again tomorrow."

"I didn't bother you. You don't want to write if you don't want to. Don't leave the pot to me. "

"Some people's invitations can be sent by housekeepers or others. But some people's invitations... "

"It must be delivered by us." Yanashi took over his words, "I know."

"You're going with me."

"Of course, can I let you go alone?"

Mu Chi Yao shaved her nose with a smile, then suddenly bent over and held her up horizontally. He was shocked to say that Anxi gave a light shout and quickly hooked his neck.

"The rest of today's work is rest time," said muchiyao. "Go back to the room."

Yan Anxi buried his face in his arms: "hate There are others. "

"What does that matter? It's normal for husband and wife to do these things. "

"I'm sorry..."

"After that, I can come here several times, and you will get used to it."

Yan Anxi said, "don't get used to it Close the door, whatever you like. In front of outsiders, you still have to Be reserved, yes, be reserved. "

Mu Chi Yao suddenly raised his eyebrows: "close the door, how can you do it? Well, that's what you said. "

Yan Anxi quickly covers his mouth: "what are you doing Look up, don't always distort my original meaning, OK. "