After telling the story of Hachiko, Yang Fan didn't care whether Jinmao and Gungun were inspired by it and became loyal dogs from then on. He collected the clothes that Liu Yueyue had hung on the balcony and were almost dry, and turned back to the house.
The sun is getting brighter and brighter, the whole world is no longer gentle, and the beautiful but short morning ends.
Just as youth comes to an end, life enters the difficult stage of middle age and youth, and pressure is everywhere.
There are two choices when you wake up every day: one is to cover yourself with the quilt and have an unfinished dream, the other is to lift up the quilt and complete the unfinished dream.
Yang Fan feels that at this stage, there is no better choice than to work hard.
If he continued lying there dreaming, Aunt Thirteen would never have introduced Liu Qianqian to him.
He would not have known Liu Qianqian, let alone Liu Yueyue.
Although now Aunt Thirteen hopes that Yang Fan can be a full-time househusband and do creative work part-time.
In this way, he wouldn't have to travel around the country to make shows intermittently for the next six months.
Many couples get tired of being together all day long, which leads to cheating, affairs and divorce, which are regrettable things in life.
But Yang Fan believes that there is love in the world, and he remains steadfast and consistent.
Because his parents are such a couple.
Even though their son is already in his twenties, the relationship between the two elders is still as good as ever.
It's even deeper than before. Despite all the bumps and bruises, no one can leave each other.
Holding Liu Yueyue's skirt and underwear which had been thoroughly dried by the hair dryer, Yang Fan walked into the guest room confidently.
At this time, Liu Yueyue was still curled up on the bed, sleeping soundly.
If you don't have enough high-quality sleep for two or three months in a row, you will be able to sleep a lot once you have a holiday.
There seemed to be a smile on her quiet and pretty face. Yang Fan put his clothes aside and sat down beside her.
The soft mattress sank, then bounced slightly, and he didn't wake her up immediately.
Liu Qianqian had also fallen asleep in front of him before, very much like Liu Yueyue now.
It seemed that if Yang Fan didn't know, he wouldn't be able to tell who was who.
Therefore, if people think that he is not a good person because he is dating two sisters at the same time, he will never admit it.
I pick you up with my left hand and put you down with my right hand.
When Liu Qianqian and Liu Yueyue saw this line of lyrics, they both felt that art indeed comes from life.
Putting his hand on Liu Yueyue's head and gently stroking her hair, Yang Fan felt a little more at ease.
After a while, looking at the watch Liu Yueyue gave him, Yang Fan had to pick her up and let her lean her upper body on his arms.
Liu Yueyue opened her eyes with difficulty, pouted her lips, murmured something, then continued to close her eyes and sleep on his chest.
Yang Fan didn't say anything.
After a while, two jade arms were wrapped around his waist.
Liu Yueyue asked in his arms, feeling wronged: "Is it time?"
"Yeah." Yang Fan said gently, "Why don't you continue to sleep? I'll go to the kindergarten by myself and come back to find you after I'm done."
"No, I'll go with you." Liu Yueyue acted coquettishly in Yang Fan's arms.
"Don't you want to sleep?" Yang Fan said with a smile.
Liu Yueyue shook her head gently in his arms, suddenly changed the subject, and asked, "Am I the left hand or the right hand?"
"Left, left, left, left is in front, so you are left." After a moment's pause, Yang Fan said.
Liu Yueyue came out of Yang Fan's arms, sat on the bed, bent her legs, glanced at him, and continued to lie on his chest: "Yang Fan, I miss you."
"Yeah, I miss you too." Yang Fan stroked the black hair of the girl in his arms. There are so many reasons and meanings for living.
Thinking of this, he lifted up the girl in his arms, lowered his head, and engaged in some romantic interactions.
After a while, Yang Fan surrendered, otherwise it would never end.
As for these little interactions between lovers, as long as there is no external interference, not only Liu Yueyue, but also Shisan and Liu Qianqian have never had the word "ceasefire" in their dictionaries.
Therefore, when it comes to protracted warfare, patience and delicacy, men are really not as good as women.
"You'll be late if you don't go out now. Change your clothes." Yang Fan held up Liu Yueyue's panties and waved them in front of her.
After Liu Yueyue took a look, she became completely sober. She hurriedly snatched it away with a blushing face and hid it behind her.
Fortunately, the panties are changed every day, or even once a month, so there are no flaws.
Unlike Yang Fan, who changes his underwear every day, he still has a pair that was worn more than two years ago and has several holes in it.
Aunt Thirteen said she had thrown it away, but Yang Fan said she brought it back from the north, and if she threw it away there would be one less thing she missed.
The willow fluff on the branches is blown away.
Aunt Thirteen didn't throw it away, but hid it for him.
When he was away on business, she would hang on the balcony.
"Change." Yang Fan urged, sitting on the edge of the bed with no intention of getting up or leaving.
Liu Yueyue blushed, put one hand behind her back, pulled out the other hand, and pushed him hard: "You get out first!"
"I won't look at it. I keep my word." Yang Fan turned around and faced away from Liu Yueyue.
Liu Yueyue pouted: "That won't work either, you have to get out!"
Yang Fan stood up, walked to the door, turned around and leaned against the door frame: "Okay, I'm going out."
Liu Yueyue looked at him with her cheeks puffed out, her big watery eyes like clear blue spring water.
Yang Fan stopped teasing her and closed the door.
A few minutes later.
Liu Yueyue was wearing a white dress again, a fisherman's hat on her head, and a small bag on her shoulder, standing in front of Yang Fan.
The girl next door has become a pure girl on the colorful street. She has a sense of distance and seems more fascinating.
"I feel like I have several girlfriends at the same time. They all have their own style and beauty. They are equally good," Yang Fan praised.
Liu Yueyue narrowed her eyes and smiled, still a little flattered by Yang Fan's praise.
Afterwards, the two went out and rushed to the kindergarten where Guoguo attended.
Originally, it was Guoguo who hit the other kid, so Yang Fan should be the one to apologize.
But after the meeting, after just a few words of mediation, both parents on the other side collapsed.
"He ran over and wanted to kiss me. My father told me that I can't kiss others casually, and others can't kiss me casually. I didn't let him kiss me, but he continued to kiss me, so I hit him. Who knew that he vomited blood after just one hit." Guoguo stated the facts.
"Son, is this true?" The other parent, a man.
The little boy looked at his father fearfully and said timidly, "I... I didn't, I just wanted to play with her."
Guoguo's eyes widened, and the next moment, the kindergarten teachers nearby all covered their foreheads with their hands.
Guoguo was so aggressive that she didn't even ask Yang Fan if she could do it. She rushed up and punched the little boy without warning: "You lied, I will beat you every day from now on."
"How can this child be so undisciplined that he dares to hit others in front of the teacher and parents!" the other parent, a female, screamed.
Yang Fan quickly picked up the little girl and hugged her tightly.
After being beaten again, the little boy cried and raised his head to roar: "I told you not to lie. Is it wrong for me to want to kiss pretty girls? Dad, didn't you also kiss the little beautiful sister in mom's store? You even took off her skirt..."