House Dad’s Literary Life

During the day, Yang Yi originally picked up Mo Fei, but on the way home, Mo Fei received a notice from the company and asked her to go back and take some photos of the endorsement to the clothing sponsor in the afternoon. Yang Yi had to turn around and send Mo Fei. Back to the company, just at noon two people still went to eat a Western food romantic.

However, what I didn’t expect was that taking these photos was enough to toss. Mo Fei came home at night, it was already more than nine o’clock.

“Mama, are you coming back?” Hearing the movement, the little girl who had washed the incense and was wearing pajamas slid down from the bed and ran out, excitedly hugging her mother’s feet.

Because Mo Fei was on a business trip, Xixi had not seen her mother for several days! Now I am used to the little girl who sleeps with my mother every day. I have been chanting for several nights. I have been looking at the stairs all the way tonight. I can’t see my mother’s back when I am looking at the autumn waters. I almost became a mother stone.

“Is Xiixi thinking about Mama?” Mo Fei looked tired, and she was pleased to touch the little girl’s head and asked.

“Thinking! I want to think every day!” Little girl stunned, spoiled, “Mama, I want to hug!”

“Xixi, your mother is too tired today, the waist is a little painful, you let her take a break.” Yang Yi came over with a cup of milk, still holding the chopsticks and mixing the milk powder inside, blaming.

“It doesn’t matter, Xixi comes over!” Mo Fei put down the bag and sat on the sofa with a smile. He didn’t care if his high-end skirt would be wrinkled, then pulled Xixi up and hugged it in his arms. The mother and daughter said intimately. I started talking.

“Mama, is your back hurt? Why does Xixi’s waist not hurt?” Little girl sat on her mother’s lap, and she turned her head and pressed her small waist, asking inexplicably.

“pfft, how old are you? Just a little bit longer, how can I have a waist?” Mo Fei was amused by the cute girl’s cute look. She stretched her finger and scraped her nose and smiled. “Mama is because of today. It’s been too long, too tired, so this waist can’t stand it.”

“Is it particularly painful?” Xixi listened to the words behind her mother, little girl brows down and asked her mother’s hand with anxiety.

“Well, it hurts a bit, but with Xixi’s concern, Mama feels a lot better,” Mo Fei said softly.

Yang Yi rushed the milk, he came over and smiled and said: “Nothing, you are estimated to be old and injured, I will give you a massage later, to ensure that you will wake up after awakening tomorrow.”

“What do you say?” Mo Fei blushed, and she reached over Xixi’s ear and said, “Xixi is still here!”

“What is it with? I mean to give you a real massage, nothing else… Where do you want to go?” Yang Yi some not to know whether to laugh or cry.

“Oh, I can’t hear it!” Xixi shook her head and broke her mother’s hand, pouts a small mouth, said unhappy, “Papa Mama, what are you talking about?”

“Papa said, let you drink milk, then you should sleep!” Mo Fei pointed to the time, “all nine more!”

Little girl usually sleeps between 9:30 and 10:00, but before going to bed, she has to listen to stories for a while.

“That’s okay!” Xixi didn’t stick to her mother. She squatted down and sipped her cup.

Drinking a cup of milk before going to bed can not only supplement your nutrition, but also make you sleep better.

“I will give you a cup of milk, and then you will go to the bath after drinking!” Yang Yi looked at Mo Fei, who was lazy on the sofa, and said softly.

“Well,” Mo Fei rolled over and squatted on the sofa, revealing a beautiful arc. She rubbed her waist and tried to look up. She politely asked Yang Yi for comfort. “It hurts really. “”

Xixi is drinking milk next to her, but her big eyes are still squatting, and she looks at her father and mother. At this moment she stopped and licked the milk on her lips with a small tongue, and handed the small half cup of milk back: “Mama, would you like me to drink it together?”

Mo Fei was stunned with Yang Yi’s spoiled, and she turned her head to look at her daughter. The little girl’s mouth was still moist, but she handed the milk seriously in front of her.

Mo Fei was moved and gratified. She sat up and yelled at Xixi: “Thank you Xixi, you can share it with Mama, Mama is very happy! But you Papa said that Mama will be washed again, so This cup of Xixi is still finished, and Mama has taken it.”

“That’s okay! Hey, I drink!” Little girl said with a sweet smile.

Xixi didn’t really feel that her actions were filial and how good she was. She just thought that sharing with her mother was a good thing.

……

In the evening, after Xixi fell asleep, Yang Yi pulled Mo Fei into her bedroom.

“In the bed, kneel down,” Yang Yi said, and he also took out a bottle of olive oil.

Mo Fei was blushing and shouted: “Why are you! I am tired of doing this, you have to toss me!”

“Where do you want to go?” Yang Yi snorted and smiled helplessly. “Is it not good to give you a massage?”

“Who told you?” Mo Fei found herself as misunderstood. She spit out her tongue. “Really not to do bad thing?”

“Of course, you are so tired today, you are all distressed, can I still do bad things with you?”

Mo Fei didn’t know how many times she was touched tonight. She stepped forward and hugged Yang Yi’s waist. Her head rested on Yang Yi’s chest: “You bastard, why do you always touch me?”

Yang Yi gently patted Mo Fei’s head and kissed her forehead. She said softly, “Well, don’t touch, just lie down, I will give you a massage, and have a good night’s sleep.” It should be fine tomorrow!”

Mo Fei squatted on the bed in accordance with Yang Yi’s instructions and took a small pillow between the pelvis.

After a while, she suddenly screamed: “Oh, what did you wipe for me? Cool.”

“Olive oil!” Yang Yi opened Mo Fei’s pajamas, pulled down the pajama pants, and applied a layer of lubricating olive oil to her waist. “Don’t worry, it hasn’t started yet.”

“Ok……”

Yang Yi did not make a joke with Mo Fei. He did have a certain understanding of the massage. He used to learn to press himself, and with his familiarity with the human body structure, his massage technique was also self-taught, and he also explored it. Your own unique skills are scattered outside.

“Hot, Mama’s.” Mo Fei couldn’t help but scream under Yang Yi’s massage. She was a little embarrassed and used words to cover up. “Hey, it hurts a bit…”

“You can bear it here, it will be comfortable if you have a pain.”

“That, then you are lighter…” Mo Fei’s voice was a little trembling.

“Pain…Aaa…”

“Well, don’t you hurt now?” Yang Yi kneaded Mo Fei for a while before rubbing the sweat on his forehead with his back.

Yang Yi is a unique skill, although it only plays a role in heating and promoting blood circulation, but it still consumes internal strength. After a while, Yang Yi is also a little tired.

“Well, it’s a lot better.” Mo Fei said shyly, the conversation just made her body unable to hold back.

“Then I will press you again, this should not hurt.” Yang Yi said softly.

Since doing it, Yang Yi gave Mo Fei a full body massage to completely eliminate the soreness and fatigue on her muscles.

Waiting for Yang Yi to stop, these days, it is too tired, Mo Fei, under his warm hand massage, has entered a dream.

Yang Yi looked at her sweet smile with a distressed look at her mouth. She arranged her clothes, covered the quilt, and packed up the things before turning off the lights.

He slept with his daughter tonight. 8)