Chapter 168: Oh, why isn't this his daughter?

nt to play with us anymore."To my surprise, it was Ruoruo who answered the phone. When she heard her brother's voice, she immediately chirped excitedly and told Mo Bao about it in a sweet, urgent ton...: []

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But Huo Sijue did not feel monotonous.

Because he saw on the desk in the distance, there was a purplish-red vase, and inside it was this winter's flower arrangement, a bunch of blazing yellow chrysanthemums.

This chrysanthemum, like a ray of sunshine on this frigid winter day, has warmed up the entire bedroom.

This woman has some taste.

Ho Si-jue took off his coat.

He was originally going to just spend the night in that rickety chair by the old desk, he's used to being pampered. That dead woman's bed He wouldn't touch it with a ten-foot pole.

But the truth is, he didn't know what happened in the end, so he just went to lie down.

And when he woke up the next day, he found himself still wrapped tightly in that same blanket, the smell of it all over his mouth and nose, that faint scent of lemon. !!!!!

He must have been possessed by a ghost last night!

He didn't know how to describe this complex emotion. As he was about to tear it apart, a small figure ran happily into the room.

"Daddy, good morning! Did you sleep well last night"

Mo Bao is awake.

Huo Sijue became even more embarrassed and could only hurriedly turn his head away. He pretended to look in another direction.

Good morning, have you guys woken up yet

"Yes, we have to go to kindergarten at 8:30. Daddy, are you going to take me and my sister to kindergarten this morning"

Mo Bao, once again full of hope, made a plea.

Kindergarten

Huo Sijue finally turned his head to look at his son, seeing a face full of anticipation on his little face. At that moment, he readily nodded: "Of course, are you guys alright"

"Not yet, little sister hasn't combed her hair. Daddy, can you"

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Ho Si-jue wouldn't.

He will take care of the children, but Huo Yin is a little boy, and little boys don't need to comb their hair.

Finally, because there were no other adults in the house, Xiao Ruoruo, dressed neatly by her brother, was still timidly brought to her father's side by her brother.

Xiao Ruoruo was actually skeptical when she first woke up and heard her brother say that their father had arrived.

How could Daddy be here

Here the house is not very big, and father's relationship with mother is also not good. They always quarrel and belittle mother. How could he come here

Xiaoruo doesn't believe it.

Until now, she saw this tall figure really appear in the house.

"Little girl, come here!"

Huo Sijue lowered his head and looked at the little girl who had been hiding behind her brother, timidly staring at him. Early in the morning, she was still patient and beckoned her over.

So this little ball finally came.

Unlike her two brothers, this little girl was really naive and innocent. Even after being in front of Huo Sijue for a long time, she still looked up with her small head, her big eyes, like glass beads, blinking at him constantly.

What was she looking at him for Was she thinking her eyes were big

Huo Sijue directly lifted her by the back of her neck and placed her on a stool in front of him.

"Ah—you can't speak to Ruoruo like that, if she's a treasure, you can't mention it, you have to hug her!"

The little girl finally spoke. She was lifted onto a stool by her father and stared at him, waving her chubby arms and protesting in a sweet voice.

Huo Sijue was stunned.

It was like a gentle breeze passing over the river surface, or feathers softly brushing across his heart. He gazed at her innocent appearance and that milky voice, so different from her two sons.

After all, he softened a little somewhere.

Okay, no more mention of that.

"...."

Xiao Ruoruo's big, sparkling eyes lit up. She stood obediently on the stool, letting her father braid her hair.

But as she kept braiding, she suddenly felt like stopping.

"Uncle, can you even braid hair properly Like this, like this, it hurts the child!" She angrily touched her messy little head that had been messed up by her father, she was heartbroken.

Daddy doesn't even know how to braid hair, then how will she be able to do his baby girl's hair in the future

Huo Sijue is also a little at a loss.

He truly tried his best, but who would have thought that the fluffy thing on this little girl's head would be harder to deal with than signing a hundred million dollar deal in the marketplace

Who invented this Girls have to tie their hair up, right!

Huo Sijue really wanted to throw the comb away.

But in the end, he still endured it. He struggled mightily to make a little bow for the little girl's hairpiece. Looking at him from the side, Mo Bao was so pitiful.

Okay, let's forgive him. After all, it's his first time styling his daughter's hair.

However, Xiao Ruo was quite happy.

Little Fatty patted Daddy's small, fleshy nose. She was as if she had received the most precious gift in the world. With it on her head, she walked out happily.

Mo Bao : “……”

Huo Sijue: …

What a disaster...

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