Chapter 1158 A Green-Haired Turtle

Lu Yi hugged his daughter tighter. "So now, my Xunxun, can you go to sleep? Dad will have to earn money for your milk powder tomorrow. If you don't sleep again, you won't have to drink milk powder in the future. Just drink boiled water."

Xunxun pouted her lips. She was obviously reluctant, but she had to go to sleep obediently in the end.

"Baba wants to listen to music."

Xunxun pulled Lu Yi's sleeve.

At this time, Lu Yi was already half asleep. He stretched out his big hand and gently patted his daughter's shoulder. He didn't know what song he hummed. He didn't know how to sing. To be precise, he couldn't sing anything. He couldn't remember the songs he sang when he was a child, and he didn't like to sing when he grew up.

"Baba's singing is really bad."

Xunxun was still awake with her eyes open, with a very disgusted look.

"Baba, play with Xunxun."

Xunxun pulled Lu Yi's big hand and shook it.

And Lu Yi was still asleep, and he was obviously very tired and fell asleep.

Xunxun pouted her lips, looking unwilling, feeling that she had fallen out of favor. Dad loved her the most, gave her everything she wanted, and fed her with delicious food. Dad must not like her or her mom anymore, so he won't help her find a mom now. Dad is so mean.

The little princess got angry and climbed down from the bed by herself, then ran out barefoot. After a while, she came back with a watercolor pen in her hand, which she used to draw. But she couldn't do it, and she didn't have the talent. Usually, she would just draw here and there when she felt there were too many colors. But her mother said that she couldn't draw randomly, otherwise she would be spanked. She was very obedient. She was a good child, so she never drew randomly, but only on paper.

She climbed up the bed again, and then her little butt sat on her father's hand, bit her little finger, pouted her mouth, lowered her head, and began to draw on her father's face under the not-so-bright light.

"I told you not to love Xunxun, I told you not to help Xunxun find her mother, I told you to trick Xunxun into going to kindergarten," she was still complaining about her father's faults while drawing. After a while, she finished drawing. Then she threw the pen away, and then huddled in her father's arms, and then tugged at her father's clothes.

"Xunxun loves Dad the most."

Forget it, such a sweet mouth, who did she learn from?

When Lu Yi woke up the next day, the little girl was still asleep. He touched his daughter's small forehead. Fortunately, the temperature of the little girl was warm. Recently, she has grown some meat. He touched his daughter's little feet again. The chubby little feet were also very warm.

He sat up and covered his daughter with a small quilt. She would sleep until at least eleven or twelve o'clock, and then stay up late at night to count the stars and look at the moon. But where are the stars in Haishi? They are all blocked by high-rise buildings.

Silly child, those are not stars, you have been deceived, they are street lights.

Lu Yi stood up again, ready to go out and see his two sons. They got up early because they had to go to kindergarten in the morning. Of course, they were very well behaved and never stayed in bed. They woke up consciously. Winter clothes were too thick and they didn't wear them. In summer, the two little brothers could wear them by themselves, eat by themselves, and wear their own socks.

Ye Shuyun was already eating with her two grandsons. The aunt at home made small flower rolls, porridge, and milk for the two little guys.

They all ate their meals obediently with a small spoon. Sometimes the elder brother Xiao Qi would share the good things in his bowl with his younger brother, and Xiao Guang would accept everything and had a great taste.

"Lu Yi, you are awake, come and eat later," Ye Shuyun was now taking care of her two grandsons. She didn't care much about her sons. Anyway, her sons were all grown up and couldn't starve herself.

"Well, I know."

Lu Yi agreed, walked over again, and touched the little heads of his two sons.

Lu Qi looked up at his father, as if he was in a trance, and then he lowered his head to eat the rice in his bowl, but then he raised his little face again and looked at his father's face. This went on for several days, and even Xiaoguang imitated his brother and now looked at Lu Yi as if he was a monster.

Ye Shuyun also felt that the atmosphere seemed to be a little wrong. What was going on? What was wrong with Xiao Qi and Xiaoguang? Why did they always look at what their father was doing? When they looked again, their father still looked like that.

As a result, when she looked up, she drank the porridge that she had drunk directly.

Then she covered her face with one hand and suddenly laughed like crazy.

Even the nanny who had just come out of the kitchen almost dropped the plate in her hand.

"Lu... Mr. Lu... Your face..."

The nanny pointed at Lu Yi's face. How could this feel so ridiculous, especially when Lu Yi was still with a cold face, it made people feel even more funny.

Lu Yi looked at his own clown face in the mirror and had the urge to strangle Xunxun. Needless to say, he knew whose handiwork this was. Who else except his little Xunxun would have such courage?

At this time, there were two big circles on both sides of his eyes, which were glasses, and a beard on his mouth, and a little turtle on his forehead. Xunxun had learned this recently. She was not good at drawing anything, but only little turtles, and she loved to draw green-skinned little turtles the most, because in her mind, little turtles were green.

She had seen real little turtles, and they were green.

So Lu Yi now had two black eye sockets above his eyes, and a beard that could not be shaved off, and some green-haired turtles on his forehead.

He turned on the faucet and splashed some water to wash his face, but it couldn't be washed off after washing for a long time. He then remembered that the watercolor pen he bought for his daughter was waterproof. He spoiled his daughter, and even those lines that his daughter drew without rules, he would keep them for his daughter. As a result, now it can't be washed off.

He walked out of the bathroom with a gloomy face. The little Xunxun was still sleeping obediently. She was clearly a white and tender glutinous rice ball, very small and adorable. But when he thought of the thing painted on his face, he wanted to stuff it back into her mother's belly and start over again.

"Xunxun!" He picked up his daughter from the quilt and really wanted to pinch her little neck.

Xunxun rubbed her eyes, and when she saw that it was her father, she immediately rolled in her father's arms like a kitten,

"Baba, Xunxun loves Baba the most."

Okay, there's nothing more to say.