Before Ning An could speak, Song Shaoyan shouted: "Little Candy, do you want to hear your father tell you a story tonight?"

"I want to!" Xiao Candy agreed crisply in the bathroom.

Ning An is so angry and funny.

She ignored him and turned around and walked into her bedroom.

Song Shaoyan understood that he did not dare to make Ning An angry anymore.

He performed very well, without any noise or noise, quietly, helped Xiao Canguo clean the small study, and folded his clothes neatly, so as not to cause trouble to Ning'an.

Soon, the little candy came out in a shower.

"Mom! I want to blow my hair!" Little Candy was wearing a hair dryer and wearing a pink pajamas, making her look like a little Ning An.

Song Shaoyan hugged her: "Slow down, don't slip, dad will help you blow."

"Is it really OK?" Little Candy was so surprised.

"Yes, I am your father. If you don't bother me in the future, don't bother me, okay? And my mother was very tired after just back from a business trip. Isn't my dad idle? Blow your hair for you." Song Shaoyan took the hair dryer in her hand.

Little Candy was so excited that she felt like a happy little child!

Her father was very kind to her!

Little Candy climbed onto the chair and sat down, shaking her short legs, leisurely.

Song Shaoyan turned on the hair dryer and blew his hair to Xiao Candy.

To be honest, this is the first time he has blown his hair to someone else. He hasn't blown his hair to Ning An yet. It's really cheap little candy.

This girl didn't even say a few good things to him just now, and her daughter was not reliable at the critical moment.

Little Candy hummed a nursery rhyme gently, and was happy.

Ning An saw this when she came out of the bedroom with her pajamas in her arms. She stopped and stood there looking in a while.

The light pulled Song Shaoyan's shadow very long. Under his shattered forehead was a gentle face with a distinct outline. His movements were gentle and patient. His slender fingers skillfully shuttled between the black hair of the little candy.

At this time, Song Shaoyan looked like a loving father.

Ning An's heart seemed to be hit. She moved her lips, but after all, she went to the bathroom without saying anything.

I was very tired after returning from a long flight.

She took a bath in the bathtub.

On weekdays, she and Xiao Canrui were at home, but she didn't dare to let herself fall asleep in the bathtub, for fear of something happening at home.

But today, she fell asleep in the bathtub as soon as she soaked herself in the bathtub. She hadn't relaxed herself like this for a long time. The aroma of essential oils quickly spread in the bathroom, wrapped in white heat.

The hair dryer outside sounded very loudly, and Ning An fell asleep in this sound.

"Okay." Song Shaoyan saw that Xiao Candy's hair was dry, so he put away the hair dryer.

Little Candy stood beautifully in front of the mirror: "Wow, Dad is blowing great!"

"I'll blow it to you next time."

"Keep your word."

"certainly."

Little candy stood in front of the mirror in a small ball. Song Shaoyan really loved this little guy and wanted to pick her up and kiss her a few times.

"Okay, it's getting late. Dad will go to read the story for you. Can you go to bed after reading it?"

"Okay!" Xiao Candy blinked and was very obedient.

She has a father, so she must be obedient, otherwise her father will leave.

Song Shaoyan took her hand and went to her small room.

The entire room of Little Candy is in pink, which is the little girl’s favorite color. The bed is full of rag dolls, and everything is available.

Song Shaoyan picked an English bedtime reading book from the bookcase.
Chapter completed!