Chapter 2, The Little Princess Carved in Pink and Jade

"Yang Yi" has a daughter, and she is her own daughter!

After fusing the memories of his predecessor, Yang Yi knew what was going on, but he was not mentally prepared to face everything that belonged to this body. What's more, outside the door was the daughter that "Yang Yi" loved the most!

After he heard his daughter's voice just now, the tenderness emitted from his body was the effect of the soul imprint left by "Yang Yi", which could not be wiped out at all!

However, even though he was a cold-blooded killer in his previous life, Yang Yi was a little flustered at this moment - he didn't know how to face it, for fear of being exposed in front of his daughter...

But Xi Xi's longing call outside the door reached Yang Yi's ears, and the desire in his heart made him turn around and walk to the door even if he was afraid.

The hard big wooden door and the cold iron door were opened by Yang Yi, and a small face came into Yang Yi's eyes.

It was a face as delicate as a princess in a fairy tale. The delicate eyebrows and small nose were inherited from her mother, while the big clear eyes and cherry lips as thin as cicada wings were quite a shadow of Yang Yi.

Not only is she pink and carved, but Xi Xi is also dressed up like a little princess by her mother. With a light pink lace gauze skirt, white stockings, and small black leather shoes, she looks extra elegant and cute!

Xi Xi was not as reserved as her mother dressed up. The little girl, who was not yet four years old, was in a lively age. When she saw her father, she jumped up happily and opened her slender little arms for a hug.

Yang Yi hurriedly bent down and picked up Xi Xi with a slightly unfamiliar movement.

"PaPa, Xi Xi misses you so much!" The little girl giggled happily, and then wrapped her arms around her father's neck and asked coquettishly, "Did you miss Xi Xi?"

The little guy was soft and boneless, with a creamy aroma. Holding it was like embracing the happiness of the whole world.

Yang Yi felt her dependence, and the cold and ruthless heart of 10,000 years couldn't help but soften up, and blurted out: "Yes, of course!"

Perhaps she was still influenced by her predecessor's soul imprint, but Yang Yi had already fused those memories and knew that because her mother was very busy, Xi Xi hadn't been here for almost half a month. Yang Yi missed her daughter and almost became a "hope stone". Therefore, his answer was not against his heart at all!

Xixi was very satisfied with her father's answer. The little fellow giggled and leaned over to give her father a sweet kiss as a reward from the princess.

Yang Yi was stunned for a moment, lowered his head, looked at the little guy with bright eyes in his arms, and couldn't help but feel proud in his heart: This is my daughter, Yang Xi!

Regardless of whether the original "Yang Yi" soul imprint was at work, Yang Yi himself liked it more and more the more he looked at it. The tenderness in his eyes completely covered the vigilance and vigilance that had never disappeared in his previous life.

After getting tired of Xi Xi for a while, Yang Yi had time to take a look at the impatient sister-in-law next to him...

"Murphy is not coming?" Yang Yi was a little disappointed, but also secretly relieved.

Murphy is Xi Xi's mother, but she is not Yang Yi's person, not his ex-wife, not even his girlfriend... In fact, she is still a big star in the singing world!

The story behind this was a long story. To put it simply, the combination of Yang Yi and Murphy was a coincidence. However, just like that, Xi Xi was conceived.

It was not until Xi Xi was more than two years old that Yang Yi, who came to Jiangcheng to work unexpectedly, met Murphy and knew that he was happy to become a father...

No matter what, Xi Xi needed her father, and Murphy was willing to arrange for Xi Xi to get along with Yang Yi. However, perhaps due to the disparity in status, the relationship between Yang Yi and Murphy had not progressed for more than a year.

As Murphy's cousin and personal assistant, Mo Xiaojuan looked down on Yang Yi as a "scum" and "trash"! She said impatiently, "Sister Feifei is busy recording songs and has no time to come!"

Mo Xiaojuan did not want to stay with Yang Yi much. She had always been angry about Murphy's sudden retirement. She felt that it had completely affected Murphy's development and had been throwing her resentment on Yang Yi.

"Okay, now that Xi Xi has delivered it to you, I have to go back. Sister Feifei still has an announcement to leave today!" Mo Xiaojuan snorted proudly and put Xi Xi's small schoolbag on the suitcase beside her.

But when she faced Xi Xi, her tone was much better: "Xi Xi, say goodbye to Auntie! Auntie will pick you up the day after tomorrow."

Xi Xi is tired of being in her father's arms, how can she be willing to come down? I saw the little guy turn his head and wave goodbye to Mo Xiaojuan, and Mo Xiaojuan turned around and left with satisfaction.

However, Mo Xiaojuan is still true to Yang Yi, and has no intention of saying goodbye to Yang Yi.

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"Squeak, squeak, squeak..." The old fan made an unpleasant sound when it shook its head.

This further highlights the awkwardness of this quiet moment.

Yes, after Mo Xiaojuan left, Yang Yi faced the little guy alone at home. Suddenly, he panicked and didn't know what to do...

Xi Xi sat on the bed, her thin legs wrapped in white pantyhose hanging down and swinging gently. The little guy blinked his big watery eyes, watching his father walking around and scratching his head, a little confused about what was going on.

Yang Yi was actually very nervous. He could talk and laugh with his target at a high-end cocktail party in a disguised state, or he could wantonly tease girls in vulgar places.

But in the face of his own daughter, facing the most innocent little guy in the world, Yang Yi was completely confused and didn't know how to communicate, and he didn't know how to take care of the little girl!

"That Xixi, do you still want to drink water?" After holding it in for a while, Yang Yi still turned his target to the water cup on the bedside table, which he had only used two minutes ago...

Xi Xi had just drunk a large glass and had already burped. At this moment, when she heard her father's words, she pouted her mouth and waved her hands: "No, no, Xi Xi doesn't want to drink water, it's so full!"

Alright, it seemed to be awkward again...

Yang Yi secretly became anxious.

Fortunately, Xi Xi opened the conversation box, and she remembered a lot of things she wanted to say to her father in the past half a month. I saw the little girl twist around, her pantyhose, small and long legs were half kneeling on the bed, holding the schoolbag aside and unzipping it.

"PaPa, look at it!" Xi Xi happily took out a large sketchbook, opened it and pointed it to Yang Yi, "I drew it! I've been drawing it for a long time!"

In the sketchbook, it was a very rough colored pencil drawing. There was a round sun in the sky, and below it was a brown house. On the grass in front of the house stood three little people who looked like firewood sticks.

Yang Yi, who was relieved, took advantage of the situation and sat on the edge of the bed. Xi Xi immediately got into her father's arms like a puppy, and found a comfortable position to lean on her father's arms.

She was afraid that her father would not understand, so she pointed to the little people and introduced them one by one: "This is Xixi, this is PaPa, and this is Mama!"

Three little people stood on the lawn holding hands, and the youngest Xi Xi stood in the middle, holding the hands of her parents.

How is the painting? I won't comment for the time being, but the little guy is leaning on his arms, Yang Yi is a little flustered, but very happy...

I don't know why, listening to Xi Xi's childlike words, I feel very warm, Yang Yi seems to have been attached to this happy taste in his heart.

Perhaps, living like this is not bad!