Fall in love after simulation.

Chapter 166 Mo Xia Crying and Chirping

"Good job!" Nan Youxi patted her daughter's head to encourage her.

He took out a black dress from the small closet, but there was no Gothic dress he wanted in this closet.

The girl in the clothes was even more cute and well-behaved. Nan Youxi carried her to the sink and squeezed toothpaste on her little toothbrush.

Mo Xia took the toothbrush, stood on her small stool, and brushed happily.

It's not that hard to have kids.Nan Yuxi thought.

However, the reality soon revealed its own sinister.

Mo Xia brushed her teeth, wiped her face, and pulled Nan Youxi's sleeve.

"The hair hasn't been combed yet." The girl shook her head, and her hair, which was loose and fluffy due to the casual sleeping position, followed suit.

Nan Youxi's heart skipped a beat. After he combed his daughter's hair with a small wooden comb, her daughter really made the next request: "I want to comb the little ones, two little ones!"

"Mo Xia." He looked at his daughter.

"Huh?" The girl held her two braids and raised her head.

She said: "Mom said that before she left, she would put egg tarts in the oven, just bite and eat egg tarts!"

"No," the girl felt even more aggrieved, she stroked her hair, and a few tears rolled down, "My little one is so ugly, I won't go out!"

"But, it's not neat."

When she heard about ordering takeaway, the girl's emotions became high, because her mother could do everything, and she rarely saw the deliveryman, and she was very curious about the big sister who was carrying a big box.

"Daddy hasn't cleaned the room yet." The girl reminded her father who was walking downstairs.

However, he who has mastered Moxia's code is lazy at heart, and he feels that his daughter who is doing work with a face of embarrassment is extremely cute.

Facing Nan Youxi's test again, Mo Xia showed embarrassment, she shook her head: "Mo Xia doesn't know, Mo Xia doesn't want to have another test."

Her movements stopped.

She straightened her back: "I learned from my mother, and my father gave me the comb and hair rope!"

Nan Yuxi pretended not to see it.

However, this is a bad move.

"battlefield!"

"Buy a lot of egg tarts! I also bought ice cream!" Nan Youxi said hurriedly.

Nan Youxi studied the oven for a while, and sent a message to Reina, asking how to bake egg tarts.

He obviously did what he did in other people's videos, why did something go wrong?What he doesn't know is that there are subtle differences between ovens and ovens, egg tarts, and these differences will affect the final result.

"Eh?"

The passion that imagination can bestow is limited. After coming out of the bathroom, the girl touched her braids again, but she still felt ugly and wanted to change it back.

"It's runaway princess style, messy, informal, slovenly, great!"

Nan Youxi felt that she could struggle a bit.

Mo Xia backed away in fright, she waved her little hand, and hurriedly said: "This Mo Xia can't, Dad, don't test Mo Xia anymore!"

The girl's face was flushed and she was full of energy. She was immersed in the imagination of becoming a monster and fighting the magical girl for [-] rounds.

"Dad, I'm hungry."

But she was a little stubborn, since she had already approved the braid in front of her father, she didn't want to change her words.

"I can!"

Mo Xia touched her little braid, and shook her head.Braids are too ugly to go out.

When she finished tidying up the bed, Nan Youxi picked her up and walked downstairs.

"Dad will test you, will you make the bed?"

Just enter the time and temperature, and after baking, you can get a delicious and soft egg tart.

"Father, Mo Xia seems to have failed." The girl looked at herself in the mirror dejectedly, "You help me re-tie."

"It's time for lunch soon, it's time to eat." Nan Youxi looked at the kitchen, then at her daughter, "What are you eating?"

"Mo Xia." He showed a serious expression and looked at the girl.

"Isn't it delicious?" Nan Youxi took a bite, it was indeed not perfect.

Nan Youxi just glanced at the kitchen in a very ordinary way. His daughter is only four years old. How could he let her cook.

Mo Xia smelled it and poked her head out from behind the kitchen door.

She kept tugging at her braids, trying to straighten them up, but this kind of helpless remedy only made her hair more messy.

"Where's the hair rope?"

"Ok!"

Handing the hair rope to Mo Xia, Nan Youxi watched her braid her hair.

But here comes the problem.

"A little bit is enough," Nan Youxi smiled, "Then I'll leave it to you!"

As expected of Linnai, even if she went out, she did not forget to leave food for her husband and daughter!

"What about takeaway?" Nan Youxi took out her phone.

"I don't want other people's egg tarts," the girl began to cry, "I made these egg tart skins with my mother. I want my egg tarts!"

"Mo Xia, Dad will test you. What temperature and how long should Mom bake egg tarts for? Are there any steps?"

"Dad will test you, can you tie your own hair?" Nan Youxi put her palm on her daughter's small shoulder.

The girl stepped on the floor on the first floor, and just took two steps when her stomach growled. She touched her belly and looked at Nan Youxi pitifully:

Mo Xia didn't speak, she lowered her head, her small face wrinkled, like a sudden wind, the clouds in the sky were rolled up, forming a large black shadow, and the raindrops were about to fall.

After more than 20 minutes, a plate of egg tarts came out of the oven.

"Okay." Nan Youxi put the egg tart on the table.

Nan Youxi randomly searched for a video of baking egg tarts on the Internet, followed the above steps to preheat and bake.

This oven should be quite simple.Just set two values.

After speaking, she hurriedly ran out of the kitchen.

The girl squeezed an egg tart happily, put it in her mouth, and squeaked twice.

For such an important matter, you should have said it earlier!Nan Youxi didn't expect that this egg tart had emotional meaning!

Let's not mention what kind of hairstyle Xiao Yaji is, he has never tied anyone else's hair!
Sorry, Dad won't.Do you want to say that?

"That's the battlefield style. It's the messy makeup look after the battle!"

He is very self-aware of his cooking skills. He had expected that if the baked goods were bad, he would just order takeaway egg tarts.The egg tarts on the table were not toasted, they were just not perfect.

"If it doesn't taste good, just put it down. I'll order takeaway egg tarts for you." He threw out a preliminary plan, which was the reason he dared to try.

How long should the tart be baked?What temperature do you want?

However, she shook her head.

Linnai didn't reply, not knowing what those women were doing.

"..."

Cleaning up the room is easy, no matter how you say it, Nan Youxi can't even fold the quilt.

"I don't like princesses very much."

The girl climbed onto the bed with a bitter face and struggled to fold the quilt.

Looking at the wooden comb in her hand and her daughter's hair, Nan Youxi fell into deep thought.

The girl's hands are too small to hold too much hair, and she is not proficient in judging the direction through the mirror. After more than ten minutes of busy work, two small braids of different sizes, uneven and out of alignment were tied on the top of her head. .

This is common on TV, where adults press their shoulders and look at each other, which makes Moxia very encouraged.

The girl excitedly uttered the words she was interested in.

"Huh?" The daughter looked up at him.

"Shall we go to Universal Studios? Go see Mario!" He tried to divert his daughter's attention.

"In that little drawer."

The girl took a step back in embarrassment. She raised her hand and made a small gesture with her thumb and index finger: "Moxia only knows a little bit."

"That's right, Moxia has seen it in cartoons. After the battle, her hairstyle is a mess. These two untidy braids are the proof that Moxia has returned from the battlefield!"

Nan Youxi walked to the kitchen and saw a large plate of egg tarts in the oven.

"Let's go out and eat!" he said.

"It doesn't taste like this, it's so hard." She put down the egg tart in her hand, and her small eyebrows frowned.

"Father thinks this is very good." Nan Youxi hurriedly encouraged her.

"And," she went on, "the quilt is so heavy, and my hands are sore!"

Three thunderbolts flashed one after another, and pouring rain fell.

Chaowu Moyou opened the door with the spare key, and Moxia's cry came oncoming.

　The plan has changed, people are still outside, I will try to update on time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)