Yang Yan went to school and left Xia Yu to play with Luo Luo alone at home. Of course, Xia Yu could only sit on the sofa and watch Luo Luo play. She had plaster on her legs and couldn't sit on the ground.

Luo Luo was playing her toy electronic piano with endless fun. After playing it casually for a while, the little girl quickly pressed a red button on the toy electronic piano. This button switched the internal program. When Luo Luo pressed the keys again, the corresponding song would be played.

The little girl had her own ideas. She didn't wait for the song to be honestly finished. After listening to it, she pressed another button. In this way, the song was frequently switched. It was like a DJ cutting the disc. Luo Luo didn't feel the magic sounds surround her ears. She had a lot of fun, her sticking little butt twisted rhythmically, and she buried her head and laughed dullly.

"Huh?" Xia Yu seemed to hear a very familiar nursery rhyme from the electronic piano.

"There is only the best mother in the world, no..."

Although it was cut off soon, Xia Yu suddenly realized a problem!

Luo Luo has called Yang Yan "Dad" for a long time, but it seems that she will say this, and she has never called her godmother!

Xia Yu, who was a little bored just now, suddenly felt excited. She stood up and sat up, and shouted with a smile: "Luoluo!"

Luo Luo is very sensitive to her name now, and she can hear someone else calling her name! Now, Xia Yu called out, Luo Luo raised her head in confusion, blinked her big eyes and looked at her godmother.

That confused and cute little look seemed to be saying: Is someone calling Luo Luo?

Xia Yu smiled and opened his arms to Luoluo, and then called softly: "Luoluo!"

Luoluo confirmed this time. The little girl's eyes were curved, and she smiled at her godmother like rippling spring water. Then she happily threw down her toy and crawled towards Xia Yu happily - Luoluo still likes someone to coax her to play!

"Come on, Luoluo, godmother, hug her." Xia Yu smiled and picked up Luoluo. Her right arm was only a skin injury and had already healed, so she saw her arms gently exerting force, so she let Luoluo sit face to face in her arms.

"Luoluo, can you learn to talk with your godmother?" Xia Yu gently pulled Luoluo's two little hands into the palm of his hand, holding his big hand, and laughed softly.

Luo Luo blinked her big eyes. Of course she couldn't understand what her godmother was saying, but Luo Luo felt that her godmother was teasing her, so after she reacted, she suddenly shrank her little head, as if she was afraid of being tickled, and laughed.

"Okay, I'm still laughing!" Xia Yu was amused by the little girl's cute appearance. She hugged Luo Luo closer. She couldn't help but smile and pinched the little girl's pink face, and coaxed her softly, "Can we learn to speak? Godmother teaches you, let's talk...goodmother..."

Luoluo looked at her godmother with her innocent big eyes, indifferent.

"Look here!" Xia Yu actively freed up a hand, pointed to his rosy lips, and demonstrated it again with Luoluo, "Fuck... Mom..."

Luo Luo looked at it for a while, but she didn't learn it.

"Oh, you try it too!" Xia Yu was a little impatient, and soon she became anxious. Her fingers gently pressed on Luo Luo's cherry mouth, wanting the little girl to feel the existence of her "mouth".

"Hehe!" Luo Luo was amused by her instead. The little girl twisted her body and smiled sweetly at her godmother.

"Why did you learn how to call your father so quickly? It's so difficult to call your godmother?" Xia Yu muttered sadly.

Xia Yu had an idea and felt that she could try it and let Luo Luo get used to speaking first. She regained her positive smile and said slowly to Luo Luo: "Come on, Luo Luo, say, Dad... Dad..."

dad?

Luo Luo liked this word the most! She reacted immediately, but this reaction was a little different from what Xia Yu expected. The little girl did not learn to speak with her, but turned her head around, looking for something with a confused expression.

"Baba..." Luo Luo couldn't find her father, and finally couldn't help but mutter with her little mouth.

"What?" Xia Yu didn't hear it very clearly and asked in confusion.

Luo Luo looked up at her godmother. This was also someone she could trust and ask for help. So the little girl looked at her godmother with a little aggrieved with her pitiful big eyes. She pointed to the direction of the door, pouted her mouth and said, "Dad..."

Xia Yu understood, but she was also a little stunned.

It seems wrong!

I taught Luo Luo to speak, but I didn't expect to liberate a "little monster" - Luo Luo began to miss her father, but she couldn't turn Yang Yan into her, what should I do?

When Xia Yu was having a headache, Luo Luo felt even more aggrieved if he couldn't get "help".

The little emotion of missing my father comes as soon as possible, and it is the kind of sudden storm that suddenly storms in the blue sky, white clouds and clear sky! I saw Luo Luo pouting her little mouth, and crystal tears began to roll in her big eyes. Dad's tenderness, dad's arms, and dad's smile stirred up storms in the little girl's little head...

"dad……"

Luo Luo sat there thinking about her father, pouted her lower lips high, and inhale her little nose deeply. Finally, the tears couldn't help but fall down like a broken pearl.

Xia Yu spent a few times with Luoluo alone, and most of the time she was at night, when Luoluo was the most obedient, so now when she saw Luoluo crying, she suddenly felt a little panicked and at a loss.

But no one gave her an idea. Xia Yu could only take Luo Luo into his arms according to his own ideas and whispered: "Okay, okay, dad, come back soon, Luo Luo, don't be sad!"

"It's over. If Yang Yan came back and saw Luo Luo crying so hard, would he say I can't look at the child?" An idea came to Xia Yu's mind that seemed to be her.

Luoluo is not coaxing well, and nothing Xia Yu said is useless unless she transformed Yang Yan for Luoluo.

But fortunately, the little girl did not cry endlessly, and Xia Yu's arms still played a certain comforting role. Luo Luo cried for a while, and after venting some of the little grievances in her heart, she gradually found some comfort in Xia Yu's warm arms.

"Stop crying... It seems like you are sleeping?" Xia Yu noticed that Luo Luo gradually stopped crying, but just hugged her waist and leaned against her little head.

The little girl seemed to be so sad that she was tired. Now she closed her big eyes and her little face with a grievance expression, quietly stayed in her arms.

Xia Yu saw that Luo Luo's long eyelashes were still stained with crystal tears, but she did not dare to wipe them easily, for fear of waking up the nap beauty.

But it was actually very good to be held like this. Xia Yu felt a little life in her arms that needed to be cared for. She couldn't help but hug Luoluo gently.

"It seems that godmother is not easy to learn?" Xia Yu finally got his mind in a random thought. "Yang Yan's father is easy to learn because it is a repetitive word, which is easier to pronounce... But in theory, mothers learn better than fathers. Many children learn to call mothers first before they can call fathers! Otherwise..."
Chapter completed!