After recovering from the shock, Yang Yilin slowly squatted down, gently pulled up his daughter's small hand, and said gently, "honey, I'm sorry, it's all dad's bad. I can't speak and count to attend your school's parent-child activities. Can dad promise to accompany you next time?"

The little girl pouted and didn't seem to forgive him.

Sun Zhenzhen stood on one side, and when he saw such a scene, he couldn't tell what it was like.

She slowly approached and squatted down with Yang Yilin, hugged her daughter's shoulder, trying to comfort her: "my dear, daddy didn't mean to miss your school's parent-child activities, but daddy was too busy to attend. Didn't Mommy explain to you?"

She didn't say that it was OK. She said that the girl's lips were pouting higher. "Then why didn't Daddy even say sorry when he came back?"

What the little girl really cares about is his attitude.

So as soon as the little girl said this, they both froze at the same time. The two people who are about to go to the third place are not as good as a four-year-old child, which is really a bit gripping.

Two people look at each other, the look of the eye base is somewhat complex.

Yang Yilin, in particular, failed to fulfill his father's responsibility in the past three years. Now his family is reunited. His mind and mind are completely the same as that of his children. He is not mature at all. He does not consider the feelings of his daughter's young heart at all. He suddenly finds that he is failing... Br >

"I'm sorry, honey, daddy knows it's wrong, Daddy must change next time. Will you give daddy another chance? " Gently holding her daughter's soft little hand, Yang Yilin prayed.

The little girl is hanging her head and flattening her mouth. The simple little brain is tangled. Do you want to forgive him or not.

Seeing this, Yang Yilin gently picked up her daughter, and her eyebrows were full of tenderness. "If you don't forgive daddy for the moment, he can understand it. How can you decide based on his performance?"

Hearing her mention, the little girl raised her head and looked at him with big black eyes. "How do you want to behave?"

"How about daddy taking you to kindergarten today?"

Think carefully that he is really incompetent as a father. Since his daughter went to kindergarten, he has been able to count the number of transfers with almost two hands. No wonder little Molly will be dissatisfied with him.

In fact, the little girl's heart was already full of emotions, but the soft and cute little face still showed special reserve, nodded slowly, and said reluctantly, "OK, I'll give you this chance."

Yang Yilin laughed happily, and kissed his daughter's small face, which could be broken by blowing bullets. "It's wonderful. Daddy will send you to school every morning in the future."

After being kissed by him, the little girl wiped her face with the back of her hand, turning her eyes back angrily, and didn't know who had learned these little movements.

Sun Zhenzhen looks at the eyes and smiles at the bottom of his heart. These two playwrights, father and daughter, really can't take them.

In fact, sun Zhenzhen was very happy to see his daughter and Yang Yilin getting along so happily.

It's even a little jealous.

"Let's go to school and carry our schoolbags."

Yang Yilin put her daughter down and asked her to go back to her room to get her schoolbag, while he dressed neatly and waited at the door of the children's room with the car key.

"Daddy, I need your help"