Xia Ziluo had no choice but to accompany the children and run all the way to Canghaoju.
It turned out that there was no one in the house.
"I know, dad must be in the study." So the mother and daughter ran to the study again.
As expected, Murong Xitian was in the study, looking at the memorials piled high in a mountain with a serious expression.
He looked surprised when he saw Xia Ziluo appear with the children.
But just for a moment, he lowered his head and continued working.
Xia Ziluo has long been accustomed to Murong Xitian's cold appearance, but the children rarely see him, and they rarely talk to Murong Xitian.
So they were a little scared, thinking that Murong Xitian was angry.
"Mom..." Murong Xin and Murong Ze were obviously scared, grabbing Xia Ziluo's hand and hiding behind her.
"Don't be afraid, mom is here. Daddy is busy, so let's not disturb him for now. Can I play with you guys?" Xia Ziluo couldn't bear to see the children being so afraid of Murong Xitian, and felt that it was necessary to find a chance to talk to Murong Xitian. Talk.
No matter how wrong adults are, no matter how wrong they are, they cannot stop loving their children because of it.
Because the child is right.
"Yeah." Murong Xin nodded obediently.
Murong Ze said nothing, but already held Xia Ziluo's hand, obviously agreeing to her proposal.
So Xia Ziluo took the children to a corner of the study room, sat down, grabbed a dozen rice papers, and taught them origami.
She taught the simplest frog, and the children fell in love instantly.
Played very high.
The afternoon sun shines through the window paper into the house, and falls on Xia Ziluo and the children, giving them a faint warmth.
Murong Xitian looked up inadvertently and saw such a warm scene, and a warm smile unconsciously appeared on his lips.
Suddenly, Xia Ziluo looked back.
Murong Xitian hurriedly lowered his head, pretending to continue busy.
What Xia Ziluo saw was the somewhat uncomfortable Murong Xitian rummaging through the memorial, and his brows furrowed slightly out of embarrassment.
It seems like he is worried about something - Xia Ziluo thinks so.
However, this does not affect his handsomeness at all. In the words of the 21st century, there are no blind spots in 360 degrees. No matter which angle you look at it, you can't find any faults. It is so perfect that it is like a work of art.
His eyes, in particular, seem to be captivating. With just one glance, you will be lost in his deep black pupils, and in an instant, only each other will be left in the world.
"Mom, I'm stunned!" Murong Ze snickered and waved the folded frog in front of Xia Ziluo's eyes.
Xia Ziluo grabbed Murong Ze's troublesome little chubby hand: "Ze'er, is this a frog? But no matter how you look at it, you think it's a toad?"
"What is a toad?" Murong Xin blinked curiously.
Xia Ziluo was teased from ear to ear by Murong Xin, who looked serious and innocent, while Murong Ze pouted and pinched his sister's cheek: "Stupid sister, a toad is a toad. You forgot what the teacher taught you."
"Yes." Murong Xin suddenly realized, and then his eyes fell on the origami paper in her sister's hand, "It really looks like a toad."
"Idiot!" Murong Ze was annoyed and tried to hit him with his fists.
Murong Xin was so frightened that she threw herself into Xia Ziluo's arms: "Mom, my sister is bullying me."
"Okay, don't make a fuss. Mom won't help you if you make your noise." Xia Ziluo put Murong Xin back on the chair and finished it, and then demonstrated the steps of origami again.
The two children started learning in a good manner, and the results this time were much better than before.
