He wrung his brow fiercely. Yang Yilin didn't shout. In front of his daughter, he had to keep face.

Although it really hurts!

"Are you all right?" Sun Zhenzhen is really scared, quickly turn off the hair dryer in his hand, look more nervous looking at him.

Yang Yilin forced to endure the pain, a smile, faint spit out two words, "nothing."

Sun Zhenzhen felt uncomfortable all over, and quickly handed him the hair dryer in his hand, while he backed away and tried to keep a distance from him.

As for sun Zhenzhen, he kept a distance. Instead of being angry, Yang Yilin was happy and said, "Molly, can daddy blow your hair for you?"

The little girl was naturally very happy. Her smiling eyes were gone, especially with her lovely expression that she had lost a tooth. Yang Yilin's whole heart melted.

He gently turned on the hair dryer, lowered the temperature and tried it on his own hand. He felt that the temperature was just right. Then he aimed the hair dryer at his daughter's hair and blew it with special care.

The little girl's hair is black and bright, soft and smooth, and the fingers feel very soft and comfortable, which makes him a rough man's heart very soft.

It's hard to imagine how Sun Zhenzhen raised her children so well.

"Comfortable?" While blowing his daughter's hair, he asked gently. There was tenderness between his eyebrows and eyes. He never dreamed that Yang Yilin would have children, and that he was a beautiful little girl.

"Well, comfortable." For the first time, the little girl was blown her hair by her father. All her happiness was written on her face. She looked up at him with her white and tender face.

Staring at by her daughter's round big eyes, Yang Yilin's heart is more beautiful, and her hand's movements are more gentle. "If Xiaomo Li likes it, her father will blow it for you in the future."

"Good." The little girl is full of innocence.

As an onlooker, sun Zhenzhen stood by and watched the interaction between her father and daughter. She couldn't say what she was feeling. Maybe this is where she tangled.

I want to give my daughter a complete family, but I don't want my daughter to have too much contact with him

In fact, it was her wishful thinking in the end. The magical blood relationship between father and daughter was not something she could hinder.

Watching him blow dry his daughter's hair, and then gently picked up the next comb to comb her hair, sun Zhenzhen did not want to drift away, as long as it is for the sake of her daughter's good, let her how can.

"Molly, would you like daddy to braid your hair?" Yang Yilin smiles gently, completely different from his usual appearance.

The little girl nodded happily, and even the toys and comic books on the bed were not attractive to her. She sat still and waited for him to tie a beautiful braid.

Sun Zhenzhen felt more deeply touched when he saw this scene. He gently pursed his lips and digested all the unhappiness in his heart. Then he quietly withdrew from the room and left more space for their father and daughter to get along with each other.

Sun Zhenzhen went downstairs, and there was no place to go. She had to sit on the sofa in the living room and wait for her daughter to fall asleep. As long as her daughter was asleep, she could avoid the chance to sleep with Yang Yilin.

Waiting, waiting, or did not wait for Yang Yilin to come out of the room upstairs, she leaned on the sofa, gradually sleepy.

She has not had a good night's sleep since she returned home. Every day, she dreams that he will rob the child, or that she will have a difficult labor when she gives birth to her daughter

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