No one can stop what Han Mo decides. Just like before, Han Mo always insists on his own way, but he can always let others know that he is right.

Meng Si knew him better. Even though Shen Fei tried his best in the office, blinked and sniffed, he thought Meng Si could dissuade Han Mo and change the premiere time.

He grew up watching Kerry's films. He studied directing from college. At that time, he also studied Kerry's films.

So Shen Fei has a natural fear for Kerry. He hopes Han Mo can stagger that period, even for a week. In fact, it's nothing for them.

But in the end, Meng Si only cared why han Mo didn't tell him in advance, rather than why he had to spend the day with Kerry.

Shen Fei's eyes are blinking. It's no use flying.

The premiere went according to the original plan.

The little guy put on a small dress early. It was a small red dress with white lace socks and red leather shoes. There was a red bow on the belt of the leather shoes. It was very cute.

In order to match the children's dress, Shuya also wore a red strapless dress.

"Mom, we are lovers." The little guy said excitedly.

Shuya gently rubbed the child's head, "yes, Xuanxuan and her mother are lovers."

Han Mo wore a black suit, which was his standard match. Every time it was a black suit, but the style was different. He looked at Shuya and the little guy, who had such a tacit understanding, and all wore red.

"Do you mind adding a couple to you?" Han Mo then picked up a red handkerchief, folded it a few times and stuffed it into his suit pocket.

This touch of embellishment is a stroke of genius. A touch of red is embellished on the black exquisite suit. It looks like a small move, but it shines with Shuya and the little guy's skirt.

Either Han Mo doesn't need to dress up, or he changes his clothes, and then simply gets his hair done. He looks at the two "daughters". The eldest daughter occupies the big mirror and the younger daughter occupies the small mirror.

Han Mo looked at Yuxuan who was smelly there, smiled and shook his head, and finally fell on Shuya.

At this time, he carefully observed Shuya. The red bra dress set off Shuya's skin more white, playful and lovely.

The hairstyle Han Mo combed Shu Ya just now is basically the same as that of the little guy. One big and one small looks like sisters.

Han Mo walked gently to Shuya and glanced at the little guy not far away. At the moment, the little guy was playing with his skirt wholeheartedly. There was only his beautiful appearance in his big eyes.

Han Mo looked back at Shuya in the mirror, "you are so beautiful." Then he stretched out his hand and gently embraced Shuya's waist.

A touch of crimson climbed up Shuya's cheek, "annoying."

Han Mo likes Shuya's shy appearance most. She is very cute. Although she is already the mother of a four-year-old child, she is still like a girl with pure, simple and flexible eyes.

Shuya half pushed Han Mo's arm. Without pushing, she didn't struggle any more. The two people in the mirror matched each other very well. The red dress and the black short suit were dotted with a touch of red in the pocket of the suit, which just echoed Shuya's skirt. Today, Shuya's makeup is also specially designed by Han mo.

Shuya always asked him why he made up and made shapes and braided the little guy. Han Mo said he learned from online video. Shuya believed that after all, many of the little girl's braids were learned by her mother according to online video. If her father wanted to learn, she could learn it. She always thought Han Mo was a person with strong practical ability.

But makeup?

Makeup is much more difficult than braiding a little girl. You can't learn it by watching videos overnight. You have to draw and practice. He hasn't contacted Han Mo for so long, and he can't make up Xuanxuan. Who did he practice on.

Shuya is more concerned about this.

At first, Han Mo was still worried that Shuya would grasp the problem of "where to learn makeup", but unexpectedly, Shuya didn't care why he studied, where to learn, only where to practice, especially on which woman.

Han Mo directly denied that there were no women practicing on their own face. Because he wanted to learn a craft at that time, he tried to follow the online video learning. He has been learning and practicing with his own face in recent years, so he has such a level.

As soon as she heard that there was no woman, Shuya didn't ask anything else. She was very satisfied with the answer.

Han Mo looked at the time. "Let's go, baby." The hand that was still on Shuya's waist, gently forced and rotted Shuya in his arms.

"Well, here I am." The little guy heard his father's words and ran over.

Han Mo and Shuya's affectionate eyes haven't finished looking at each other. The little guy ran over like a little rabbit.

"Here comes the baby ~" the little guy lifted his round face

Han Mo didn't expect the little guy to promise, and didn't expect her to come. He was stunned with one hand on Shuya's waist. He was a little embarrassed. The expression on his face froze in an instant. He held the corner of his mouth and didn't think much about it. He said casually, "I call your mother."

Xuanxuan, "..."

The little guy's smiling face froze and his mouth shriveled.

Baby... It's mom.

What am I?

Xuanxuan is not a baby anymore

The little guy's brain suddenly became chaotic.

Shuya reacted faster than Han Mo at this time. She quickly broke away from Han Mo's hand and gently touched the child's head. "Dad means that he should protect both Xuanxuan and his mother, so Xuanxuan and his mother are his little babies."

Han Mo nodded hurriedly, "yes, that's what Dad means."

Hearing this, the little guy was a little satisfied. Since she was still her father's baby, she didn't mind having another mother as her father's baby.

Seeing the child laughing again, Han Mo lost a long breath.

Shuya Korean ink turned her eyes hard.

Han Mo looked helpless, and he was also very innocent.