Early the next morning, when Yang Chen woke up, his wife was no longer around him.
Thinking of the gentle countryside last night, the corners of Yang Chen's mouth slightly raised, evoking a hint of happiness.
The feeling of family is really good. If there are some things that must be done by him, he really hopes to live with his family like this for the rest of his life.
He often thinks about what kind of life he wants, which is to wake up every morning and be able to see his beloved and accompany his children to grow up.
It is enough to be able to see the people around you live happily.
"dad!"
Xiaoxiao suddenly turned over, murmured, and seemed to smell the stench of his father, and even got into his arms.
Yang Chen lowered his head and kissed his daughter gently on her forehead, and then stood up quietly.
After he washed up, Xiaoxiao also woke up and said with a complaining face: "Dad, I hate it. The sound of you washing up woke up Xiaoxiao."
Yang Chen was a little bit dumbfounded. He had been very careful, but he didn't expect to wake up Xiaoxiao.
"I'm sorry, Dad was wrong. Dad will definitely be more careful in the future."
Yang Chen quickly apologized.
"For the sake of dad's apology, then Xiaoxiao will forgive dad!"
After receiving an apology from her father, Xiaoxiao was no longer angry. She stretched herself and got up to get dressed.
"Daddy will comb your hair."
After Xiaoxiao finished washing up, Yang Chen suddenly wanted to experience the feeling of combing his daughter's hair, and said with a smile.
"Can daddy comb his hair too?"
Xiaoxiao blinked her big eyes and looked at Yang Chen with suspicion.
Her eyes were full of disbelief.
Yang Chen was suddenly inspired to fight, and said with a stinking look on his face: "There is nothing in this world that dad can't do, isn't it just combing his hair?"
"Okay, let daddy comb Xiaoxiao's hair today."
Xiaoxiao moved a small stool over and sat in front of Yang Chen.
Yang Chen, who was originally full of confidence, became a little nervous when he picked up the comb. He was suddenly very worried that he couldn't comb his daughter well. What should he do?
"Dad, why don't you comb Xiaoxiao's hair?"
He smiled and turned his little head and looked at his father doubtfully.
How did she know that her father was worried?
"Dad, isn't this something you're planning on? Thinking about giving my baby daughter a nice hairstyle."
Yang Chen said with a smile.
After saying that, he gritted his teeth and placed the comb on his daughter's little head.
However, as soon as he relaxed, Xiaoxiao let out a painful cry: "Dad, it hurts Xiaoxiao."
"I'm sorry, dad, be more careful."
Yang Chen quickly apologized.
However, he originally thought that he could avoid hurting his daughter by being more careful, but it turned out that he had been very careful, but he still hurt his daughter.
"Dad, do you know how to comb your hair? You even combed Xiaoxiao's hair."
Xiaoxiao's little face was filled with grievances and he was about to cry. That little look in his eyes filled Yang Chen's heart with self-blame.