The child's movements are a bit clumsy. Although not dexterous, he is calm and unhurried. He washes his hands and face carefully, like a cat wiping its own face.

Huo Ting frowned and looked at her in the mirror. He put on toothpaste and started brushing his teeth. The lemon-yellow home clothes made the father and daughter look clean. Bai Xi.

Then he reached out and took off the towel from Huo Ting's shoulder, wiped himself clean, then turned around and knelt on the sink, imitating Huo Ting and showing a row of small white teeth, pretending to brush his teeth.

He slapped her little butt, holding a toothbrush in his mouth and said vaguely, "Why are you so naughty? Huh? You smell so bad."

When he heard that he was said to be smelly, he grabbed the skirt of his clothes and smelled the little duck carefully. He looked at Huo Ting with a puzzled look on his face, "Dad, it doesn't stink. Can you smell it?"

After coming out of the bathroom, Huo Ting put on a black shirt, black trousers, and a burgundy woolen coat. The cut was three-dimensional and tough with a hint of sharpness. "Isn't Dad so handsome?"

She was still wearing the home clothes, wrapped in one of Huo Ting's short knitted sweaters, and was swinging her floor-length sleeves wildly.

"Not handsome?" Huo Ting raised his eyebrows.

Xiaoyan stepped forward, hugged his thigh, looked up at him, her eyes full of prayer, and said silently, Dad, where are you going?

Huo Ting squatted down, hugged her with the sweater in his arms, and walked to the restaurant downstairs, "Dad has to go to work. If I don't go to work, what will you eat? Who will make the money to buy you Mengqiqi, eh?"

Baini pouted and took half of her body out of the sweater. Huo Ting hurriedly wrapped it up for her, and she could only make small gestures: Dad, I really don't want you to go to work today.

Huo Ting smiled helplessly, with handsome features, "Then tell me, why don't you want dad to go to work?"

Ni Ni curled her lips, looking like she was about to cry, and said, because, I miss my mother very much today.

Huo Ting's smile froze on his face. He picked up the soft hair and tucked it behind her ears. He felt heartbroken. His daughter missed her mother. This was a reason that surpassed all the powerful excuses in the world, because she couldn't find it.

Mom, so she needs Dad.

Maybe it was last night that he suddenly mentioned that Yu Xiao asked her to call her mother. Xiaoyan didn't want to leave him today. Huo Ting thought for a moment, "Ah Qing."

"Hey!" As long as Ah Qing hears Huo Ting's call, he will always respond immediately. Before anyone arrives, the voice has already reached him, "Master, what's the matter?"

"Get her dressed warmly, I'll take her to work today."

"okay!"

When Xiaoyan heard that Huo Ting was taking her out, she happily kicked up her legs in Ah Qing's arms.

Yu Xiao brought the freshly fried eggs to the long marble dining table, smiling with bright eyes and teeth, "Honey, you try it, I fried it myself!"

Huo Ting picked up the milk cup and glanced sideways at the porcelain plate, with a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. A Qing was 17 years old when he entered the Huo family and Huo Ting was 19. Now Huo Ting is 28 years old and A Qing has been in the Huo family for 9 years. How could he not recognize him?

Come out with something made by Ah Qing?

He ate his breakfast gracefully, and when Ah Qing took Huo Yan downstairs, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue and said in a cold voice, like the dim light of a winter morning, "Ah Qing, the omelette is on low heat."

Already."

Yu Xiao was slightly startled, looked at him awkwardly, and sneered, "Are you taking Ni Ni to work today? Mom said there was a good card game today, and she asked me to take Ni Ni to the amusement park in the afternoon."

Huo Ting looked away from the newspaper and chuckled, "Are you sure that if you take my child out, you will bring her back safely?"

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ojz I've been a little overdone in the past two days. Ruan Ruan will appear soon, and the mean philanthropist in the introduction will also appear soon. The deserted comment area makes me feel the bleakness of autumn, so when winter comes, what are your plans?
Chapter completed!