Chapter 2: Little princess

"Yang Lan" has a daughter and is a biological daughter!
After combining the memory of the predecessor, Yang Lan knows what it is, but he is not prepared to face everything that belongs to this body. What's more, outside the door is the most loved daughter of the original Yang Lan!
Just after he heard the voice of his daughter, the tenderness that came out of his body was the function of the soul imprint left by the original "Yang Lan". It could not be erased!
However, even if the past life was a cold-blooded killer who was not afraid of fear, Yang Lan was a little confused at this moment - he did not know how to face it, for fear of being exposed in front of his daughter...
But the call of screaming outside the door, passed to Yang Yu’s ear, and the desire to vacate the heart, so that he could not help but turn and walk to the door.
The hard wooden door and the cold iron gate were opened by Yang Lan, and a small face reflected the eyes of Yang Lan.
It is a princess-like face like a fairy tale. The delicate moth, the small Qiong nose inherits from her mother, and the watery and clear eyes and the thin, flap-like lips are quite awkward. The shadow.
Not only is it a long-awaited powdered jade, but also her mother is dressed like a little princess, pale pink lace skirt, white stockings, black small shoes, looks extra elegant and cute!
It’s not like her mother’s dress, she’s not yet four years old. The girl is in a lively age. When she sees her father, she happily squats and opens her slender little arms for hugs.
Yang Lan hurriedly leaned down, and the movement slightly shook the cockroach.
"Hey, I miss you!" The little girl giggled happily, and glared at her father's neck, and asked, "Is there anything I want?"
The little guy is soft and boneless, and with a milky scent, holding is like embracing the happiness of the whole world.
Yang Lan feels her dependence. The heartless ice-like heart can't help but soften the water. She blurted out and said, "Think, of course!"
Perhaps it is still influenced by the soul imprint of the predecessor, but Yang Lan has already integrated those memories. She knows that because her mother is very busy, she has not come for almost half a month. Yang Lan’s miss her daughter has become a
Wangfu Stone
. . Therefore, his answer is not a bit of a violation!
I was very satisfied with my father's answer. The little guy giggled and went up to give Dad a sweet kiss as a princess's reward.
Yang stunned a little, looked down and looked at the little guy who was in the arms and looked good, and he couldn’t help but be proud: this is my daughter, Yang Lan!
Whether or not the original "Yang Lan" soul imprint is at work, Yang Lan himself is more and more like it, and the tenderness in his eyes completely covers the vigilance and caution that he has never lost in his previous life.
After a while with the cockroaches, Yang Lan was only able to look at the little scorpion that was impatient next to him...
"Murphy, she won't come?" Yang Lan was disappointed, but he also sneaked a sigh of relief.
Murphy is a sly mother, but she is not a man of Yang Lan, not an ex-wife, not even a girlfriend... Even, people are still the stars of the post-class level!
The story behind this story is long. In simple terms, the combination of Yang Lan and Murphy is a coincidence. However, once he was fired, he was concealed, and Murphy did not choose a flow of people. Instead, he retired from the entertainment circle without warning, and then secretly gave birth to the child abroad.
Until the age of two years, when Yang Lan, who came to work in Jiangcheng, met Murphy, he knew that he was happy...
In any case, you need your father. Murphy is willing to arrange for you to get along with Yang Lan. However, perhaps it is the gap in status. The relationship between Yang Lan and Murphy has not progressed for more than a year.
As a cousin and personal assistant of Murphy, Mo Xiaojuan is very sorry for Yang Hao, the "slag man" and "waste"! I saw that she was very impatient and said: "Fifie is busy recording songs, no time to come!"
Mo Xiaojuan is not willing to stay with Yang Lan. She has always been reluctant to retreat to Murphy. I feel that this has completely affected the development of Murphy and has always lost her resentment to Yang Lan.
"Okay, I am sending you now, I have to go back. Feifei sister has a notice to go today!" Mo Xiaojuan snorted and slammed the little schoolbag in his hand. On the suitcase.
However, when she faced the embarrassment, the tone was much better: "Hey, say goodbye to the aunt! The aunt will pick you up again."
Greasy in my father's arms, where are you willing to come down? I saw the little guy turned his head and shook hands with Mo Xiaojuan, and Mo Xiaojuan turned and left with satisfaction.
However, Mo Xiaojuan still has no false colors for Yang Lan, and he does not mean to say goodbye to Yang Lan.
......
"Oh, oh, oh..." The old fan twisted the ugly sound as he shook his head.
This further brings out this quiet embarrassment.
Yes, after Mo Xiaojuan left, Yang Lan faced the little guy at home alone. Suddenly, he panicked and didn’t know what to do...
Sitting on the bed, the small legs wrapped in white tights hang down and sway gently. The little guy screamed at the watery eyes and watched Dad walk around and scratch his head. He didn't understand what it was.
In fact, Yang Lan is nervous. He can talk and laugh at the high-end cocktail party in the state of disguise. He can also arbitrarily pluck the custom girl in a vulgar place.
But in the face of her daughter, facing the world's simplest little guy, Yang Lan is completely forced, do not know how to communicate, and he does not know how to take care of the little girl!
"That, you still want to drink water?" For a while, Yang Lan turned his target to the water cup on the bedside table. It was used only two minutes ago...
I just drank a big cup and I was already snoring. When I heard my father’s words, I waved my mouth again and again:
No, no, I don’t want to drink water, I’m full!

Ok, it seems to be embarrassing again...
Yang Lan secretly rushed.
Fortunately, I opened my voice and she remembered a lot of things that I wanted to say to my father in the past two weeks. I saw
The little girl twisted, and the long legs of the pantyhose were half-squatted on the bed, and the bag that was resting on one side was carried over and the zipper was pulled open.
"Hey, look at you!" He happily took out a large sketchbook and opened it to Yang Lan. "This is what I painted! I have been painting for a long time!"
In the sketchbook, it is a very rough colored pencil drawing. There was a round sun in the sky, and there was a brown house below. On the grass in front of the house, there were three little people like firewood sticks.
Yang Song, who had a big breath, sat down beside the bed, and immediately fell into the arms of his father like a puppy. He found a comfortable posture and relied on his father's arms.
She was afraid that Dad couldn't understand it. She also pointed to the little one and introduced one by one: "This is a mole, this is a mole, this is Ma Ma!"
The three little men stood hand in hand on the lawn, the smallest cockroach standing in the middle, holding the hands of the father and mother.
How do you paint the painting for the time being, but the little guy relies on his own arms, Yang Lan is a little panicked, but very happy...
I don't know why, listening to 曦曦 with childlike words, I feel very warm, and Yang Lan seems to have fallen in love with this happy taste.
Perhaps, living like this is not bad!