While Yang Yi was singing, Mo Fei finally ended her two-day business trip and dragged her tired body home.
As soon as she opened the door, Xixi noticed it and she happily broke away from the babysitter’s arms and came running, “Mama! Xixi misses you so much! ”
The little girl was wearing cute pajamas and holding a little bear puppet in her left hand.
“Mama also misses Xixi.” Mo Fei picked up Xixi and was affectionately kissed by her daughter on the face. Her cold face finally showed a smile, and the tiredness on her face seemed to dissipate.
“Has Xixi had dinner yet? Did you listen to your aunt at home? ” Asked Mo Fei softly.
Xixi nodded vigorously, and she said sweetly: “Yes, Xixi also took a bath, smell me mama, don’t I smell good?”
The little girl also stretched out her little arm, her small wrist was fair as the bright moon, and her skin was smooth and tender.
Mo Fei smiled mischievously, avoided her little arm, got her head into Xixi’s neck, took a deep breath, and said solemnly, “Um, smells good!”
Xixi shrunk her small head and giggled: “No, no, no, it tickles…”
“Miss Mo, have you eaten yet? Shall I heat up a hot meal for you?” The babysitter looked at the mother and daughter being intimate for a while before she came over and asked with concern.
“Aunt Zhu, no need. I ate on the plane.” Mo Fei smiled and said, “Go and rest first. I’ll take care of Xixi.”
Nanny Zhu is an aunt invited by Mo Xiaojuan in her hometown. She knows the truth and is loyal and honest. She will not leak any secret. Because of these, Mo Fei can rest assured.
Nevertheless, Mo Fei always felt restless every time she went out to participate in activities, always afraid that Xixi would not be safe at home. Especially on such a two-day business trip, she was still awakened by nightmares in the middle of the night even though she had talked to her daughter on the phone that evening.
She was happy to be back, but Mo Fei knew that unless she gave up her career as a singer, otherwise, the days of flying around and not returning home will only increase!
At night, Mo Fei changed into silk pajamas, lay lazily on the bed, leaning on her left arm, holding her cheek, watching Xixi play with her dolls at the bedside.
Obviously, Mo Fei will not restrain herself at home. She wasn’t wearing anything under her pajama. Looking through her low-hanging neckline, she could see her two perfectly round, full, and smooth chest, squeezing out a deep trench that could draw a man’s eyes into it under the grip of her arms.
The satin-like silk pajamas are very light and thin. They fall down Mo Fei’s waist, and thrown up on her high buttocks, showing the original charm of her curve without cover.
The most beautiful things are those pair of raised feet, clean as snow, and smooth as jade. Unfortunately, there was no bright nail polish, and Mo Fei has no leisure time to paint, otherwise, it will give people a strong visual impact.
Of course, no man can appreciate this beauty.
And Mo Fei would only lazily let go of herself when she was alone. She is still a very conservative person.
Now Mo Fei’s expression was a little melancholy. Although she is watching her daughter play, she was actually thinking about something on her mind.
She still has to work, otherwise she will not make up her mind to come back, and undoubtedly, she will be facing a lot of competitive pressure!
But what about Xixi? Mo Fei knows she’s going to be busier and busier in the future. She can’t always leave Xixi at home, can she?
“Or, send Xixi to her father?” As soon as the idea came out, Mo Fei startled herself.
How could I?
As for who she should entrust to take care of her daughter, she definitely cannot entrust her daughter to Yang Yi!
She was pregnant with her in October, and later gave birth to her. Four years, Xixi is Mo Fei’s only child. If she handed her daughter to Yang Yi, Mo Fei has the feeling that her only child will be taken away!
Usually, Xixi would occasionally go to her father’s house for the weekend, and Xixi would be too happy that she doesn’t want to come back!
If she stayed at her father’s house for a long time, would the kid remember that she still has a mother?
Mo Fei would feel jealous when she thinks about it!
“Let it go, let it go, can’t hold it back any more…” Xixi was playing with two little dolls, one is a girl doll, the other is a little pig, and she was singing and walking around like a family.
Huh?
Mo Fei has been so busy lately. She seldom pays attention to what song her daughter is humming! But this time, she finally understood that the little girl was humming a song from time to time, and not only was it an English song, but she was also humming melodies!
“Xixi, what are you singing?” Mo Fei put aside her thoughts and asked curiously.
“I’m singing… I’m singing…” Xixi tilted her little head, thought about it carefully, and found that her father hadn’t said the name of the song, so she said, “I’m singing Sister Elsa’s song!”
Sister Elsa?
Mo Fei was stunned. She subconsciously regarded Elsa as a foreign female singer.
“Where did you learn that?” Mo Fei was puzzled.
Even if she has been abroad at the age of one or two, Mo Fei didn’t think Xixi would be able to sing English songs alone. After all, she still insisted on Chinese education at home! But Xixi is now singing in perfect tune, which can’t be achieved casually!
“Papa taught me!” Xixi said with a look of worship, “Papa tells Xixi the story of Anna and Elsa, and teaches Xixi to sing!”
If Yang Yi tells a story to his daughter, Mo Fei still believes it. After all, this man still loves his daughter!
But Yang Yi teaching Xixi to sing English songs? Mo Fei felt that her understanding was somewhat subverted!
What the hell?
This guy speaks English?
In Mo Fei’s impression, Yang Yi is a soldier who has not read many books. Of course, this is not disdain. And for this reason alone, they have always been unable to find a common topic, and the gap is getting deeper and deeper!
He must have given their daughter some kind of medicine!
Mo Fei snorted discontentedly in her heart.
“Xixi, it’s time to go to bed. Would you like Mama read you a story?” Mo Fei sat at the bedside, took a children’s storybook from the cupboard next to the bed, and patted the position next to her.
She usually tells stories to Xixi, but usually before Xixi goes to bed, she runs over with a storybook and asks her to tell it! But today, Mo Fei is so active because she couldn’t help it.
Who says you’re the only one who can tell a story to your daughter? Well, I can too!
Xixi happily hummed, twisted his little butt, crawled over, and leaned softly on her mother’s arms.
“In the forest, there’s a little white rabbit…” With her daughter, Mo Fei’s voice is no longer cold, but like Teresa Teng, gentle as water. Perhaps, this is the iceberg goddess that no one else has ever seen!
Under the comfort of her mother’s gentle voice, Xixi gradually fell asleep.
Mo Fei hugged her daughter in her arms and let her sleep on her little pillow. Then she delicately tucked her hair and gently kissed the little girl’s face.
“Ah…” She sighed deeply.
Mo Fei also turned off the lights and lay down, her tired face didn’t show drowsiness, and her beautiful eyes were a little confused.
The idea that had come up before came to her mind again…
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TN: Another translation for the title is “Mo Fei’s Struggles”
