"Oh! Dad is so good, Dad is so good!" May was so happy and clapped his hands, "We won, we won... Oh! So great!"
The boss was stunned. He couldn't believe it. He quickly went forward to count the falling brands. There were really no omissions and no missed shots.
"Uncle Boss, I want that big bear..." May pointed at the white bear and smiled cutely.
"Okay, kid, I'll take it for you, uncle will take it down for you now!" The boss shook his head with a little discouraged look, took off the big white bear, and handed it to May.
But the white bear was too big and Wuyue couldn't hold it at all. Zhu Huan quickly stepped forward and caught it for Wuyue: "Miss, I'll help you with it."
"Thank you Zhu Huan!" Mayyue was a very polite child. Although she didn't know why she couldn't call Uncle Zhu Huan, she respected him very much.
"No need to thank you, Miss, what a polite child!" Zhu Huan smiled satisfied. He saw the hope of the Feng family continuing on May.
"Dad, I want to ride the Ferris wheel, hurry up, hurry up..." May looked up and saw the tall Ferris wheel with colorful lights hanging.
"Aren't you hungry?" Feng Hao asked softly.
"After taking the Ferris wheel, we'll go to have a meal. I want to have pizza!"
"Affect your order! My princess!" Lord Feng was a qualified super twenty-four filial father in front of his daughter.
Under the slowly rising Ferris wheel, the buildings and lights of thousands of houses gradually appeared at Feng Hao's feet. He held May and looked at the blurry night view of the city. His heart was pulled away by the woman's eyes.
place.
Who is this person? Will it be his beloved woman with unveiling the veil?
Why can't he see a trace of familiar emotions in those charming eyes?
Xiaoguai, where are you? Do you know what kind of torture it is like like this heartbreaking longing?
Thinking of it, he hugged his lovely daughter in his arms again and said softly: "Baby, when the Ferris turn reaches the highest place, make a wish, the angel will hear it, and then your wish will be on one day.
It was achieved successfully.”
"Well! OK, Dad, I want to think about what wish I made!"
Looking at her daughter's beautiful face, Feng Hao smiled with satisfaction. In fact, it is not necessary to know that her daughter's wish must be to let her mother come back.
Perhaps, my daughter never had a second wish, he thought.
...
May was having a little tired of playing, and after getting home and washing up, I went to bed early.
"Dad, tell me stories and sleep with me!" May hugged Feng Hao and lay down against his chest.
Feng Hao picked up the storybook with one hand and gently stroked May's soft hair with the other: "Okay, baby, sleep well, dad will tell you a nice story!"
He knew that his daughter did not like fairy tales such as Snow White and Cinderella, where stepmothers appeared, so he told her three little pigs.
The story is not over yet, May has closed his eyes and fallen asleep.
Putting down the book, looking down at his daughter's small and delicate facial features, red and white face, Feng Hao's heart was both warm and soft, and he lowered his head and kissed his daughter's forehead.
"Good night, baby!" He turned off the light carefully and walked out of May's bedroom with slight hands.
"Sir!" Muzi, who usually takes care of May, stood outside the door.
"Miss is asleep, be gentle! Don't wake her up!" Feng Hao made a gesture of silence.