"What are you hiding from?"

Mouth said as he walked to the bath.
Ding Qiunan looked at her husband, and she was also very much looking forward to it. Now she has no objection to sending a song to her man’s wedding.
But she didn’t expect it to be her own man, and now her mind has changed.
Everyone’s opposition made Li Chu realize that sometimes it is really not too different, but it is better to share the same dust.
You don’t have to give your children and daughter-in-law songs on your wedding day.
Just sing to them one day when they are all family members, as just now. After all, there are outsiders on the wedding day.
But now is not the time to think about how to deal with my daughter.
Shower Li Chu has some headaches.
He felt that he might lose his black hair if he went on like this.
Even if the washing is slower for more than twenty minutes, he still has to come out
It’s a pity that he can’t figure out what his daughter should sing on her wedding day.
He thought it was suitable for singing that day. He just sang the song for you but for his daughter, but he remembered one
In the living room, Li Wenhui sat on the sofa with wet hair and muttered something to her mother.
When she saw her father coming out, she vomited, "Dad, my mom said that you usually take a shower for only five minutes. Today, you took a shower for almost half an hour. You are too procrastinating."
"I can’t think about it. I’ll just fool you. You’re happy!"
"Dad, you can’t be partial. You want that song to be so good when you hear me. You can’t just fool around."
Well, it’s really shooting yourself in the foot.
Chapter five hundred and sixty Pressure
"Huihui really wants to say that she is suitable for singing on her wedding day, then I can think that she did sing that song just now."
Just here, Li Chu saw that his daughter was a little JiYan, and he quickly raised his hand to press one.
"Don’t worry, I have a song here for you. Do you want to hear it?"
! ! !
"really?" Li Wenhui looked at her father with flashing eyes.
"Ahem" Li Chu didn’t talk nonsense and cleared his throat, so he started singing.
"Baby, did you hear that? I spoke to you gently.
Seeing you smiling is the most beautiful picture I have ever seen.
Baby, did you hear that? I’ll wait for your answer gently.
Happiness in your eyes is the greatest satisfaction in my life.
……
Baby! "
The cantata soon stopped after more than a minute.
"The name of this song is Baby. Did you hear that?"
Wen-hui li looked at her father and suddenly shed tears at the slightest sign.
"What’s the situation how still crying? Qiu Nan helped her wipe her tears. "
Li Chu, who has got up and walked beside Wen Hui, wanted to think, or asked his wife to help her daughter wipe her tears.
I didn’t expect Wen Hui to head away from her mother’s handkerchief and then turn around her father’s waist.
Wen Hui moved Li Chu one leng.
He can’t remember when he held his daughter for the first time.
Since Wen Hui was twelve years old, he seldom made intimate moves and rubbed her head at most.
Raise your hand and hesitate to look at your wife’s eyes again and again, and then slowly put her head on one hand and touched her for a few times with the other hand and patted her on the back.
"Why are you crying when you are a girl in her twenties?"
Ding Qiunan also came over and put her head on her husband’s shoulder at this time.
"How old is she? What’s wrong with your daughter crying in her father’s arms?"
"Alas …"
An hour later Ding Qiunan pushed the bedroom door with wet hair and came in.
Looking at the bedside, Li Chu took the towel and let her sit by the bed to wipe her hair.
"Huihui has fallen asleep?"
"I fell asleep. This girl is so tired now. I’m sweating all over."
Li Wenhui just fell asleep crying with her father in her arms.
After all, she is a big girl. Li Chu asked Ding Qiunan to pick up her daughter and send her back to her room to sleep.
"Honey, it’s so nice of you to write songs!"
Li Chu, who was wiping his hair, gave a wry smile when he heard it. He knows how to write songs. He’s just a porter.
The more you sing now, the greater the chance of problems in the future.
But isn’t it better to wait for the law to be promulgated, regardless of whether it will be published or not, than to let others see the clue?