"Mom, Xin'er, look at it." As he said that, Murong Xin stretched out her chubby little hand.

After Murong Xin took the portrait, Murong Ze poked his head over and the two sisters were attracted by the portrait.

At this time, Xia Ziluo showed Murong Xitian the portrait of the family together: "Look, this painting is so vivid! It looks like it, not like the painting, it seems like you were printed in the painting." As she said that, she also put the painting on Murong Xitian's ear and compared it with him.

"Since you like it, then enjoy it." Murong Xi Tianchao painter waved his hand.

The painter thanked him repeatedly, then gently retreated with the toolbox he brought.

"No, why haven't I seen you laugh like this? Did the painter see you laughing, or did he imagine it himself?" Xia Ziluo suddenly exclaimed, "Or why do you laugh and show me?"

"It was what he imagined. His portrait always likes to meet the situation. Now it is the eve of the New Year. The family reunion and celebrate the New Year has changed. The people in the portrait naturally have to laugh." Although Murong Xitian did not smile to show Xia Ziluo, his face, which is like a thousand-year-old iceberg, is still much softer than usual.

If you look closely, you will find that the corners of his lips are slightly raised.

However, Xia Ziluo didn't see it, but just sighed simply: "It's a pity that you don't smile with such a handsome face."

"Mom, mom, I know how to make dad laugh." Murong Ze ran over, his eyes shining with innocent and cunning.

"What's the solution to Ze'er? Tell me to my mother." Xia Ziluo pinched her pink little face.

Murong Ze immediately stretched out his little hand and gestured in front of Xia Ziluo's eyes: "Ten strings of candied haws, I'll tell you."

"You must be a rich man when you grow up, and you will be able to do business at a young age." Xia Ziluo laughed out loud, his eyes curled like a bright crescent moon in the sky.

"Mom, are you supposed to do it?" Murong Ze thought about her favorite candied haws.

"Okay, if the method is effective, I will reward you with ten strings of candied haws." Xia Ziluo nodded.

Murong Ze jumped happily on the spot, then pointed to Murong Xitian's armpit and said, "My sister is most afraid of itching. When she scratches her itching, she keeps laughing. Mom, if you scratch your dad, you will also keep laughing."

...Ticking Murong Xitian's itch? Isn't that the same as touching a tiger's butt? Who dares to touch it!

Xia Ziluo thought he didn't have the courage, so he quickly shook his head into a rattle: "It's not good or bad, Ze'er's idea is not good at all. Tick your father's itch, be careful that you are spanked by your father."

"I can't do it. Daddy, right?" Murong Xin also came to join in the fun, holding Murong Xitian's big hand with her little hands.

Murong Xitian didn't want to continue this topic because no matter what he said, it would eventually lead to him being tickled by Xia Ziluo or the children.

"It's not too early, it's time to take a nap." Murong Xitian knew that the children had developed the habit of taking naps recently, so he quietly changed the topic.

The children were still pestering him and didn't plan to sleep.

Only Xia Ziluo was successfully distracted: "Yes, I almost forgot. OK, I will go to bed. Don't be too fucked just because the New Year is approaching."

"No, I also want to play with my mother and dad." Murong Xin's cuteness is getting better and better.
Chapter completed!