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On Sunday, there is no cloud and the sky is clear. Okay, where is the haze?

Xia Wushuang pulled Chi Baobao, and the two of them hurriedly entered the largest Xinhua Bookstore in Huahai City.

Chi Baobao stubbornly slowed down his steps, and his stiff expression was still hanging on his face, unwilling to accept it. He smiled bitterly and regretted telling Xia Wushuang about his pregnancy.

Xia Wushuang now transforms into an old hen, chatting all day long, nagging about her various pregnancy taboos. She also applies both soft and hard skills, and coaxes and tricks them to the hospital for a thorough pregnancy test.

The person who was on the clinic was still Dr. Xu. When Dr. Xu saw Chi Baby, he shrank with fear. Then he saw Xia Wushuang who came here sincerely asking for advice. He raised his head and looked arrogant, and meticulously asked Chi Baby to do all the examinations he should have done. This made Chi Baby angry and fist, but was suppressed by Xia Wushuang, otherwise he would almost add two panda eyes to his eyes.

Dr. Xu was frightened that Chi Baby had a hot temper and had a bad effect on the baby. He suggested going to Xinhua Bookstore to buy some books on precautions for pregnant women during pregnancy to help Chi Baby pass through the pregnancy peacefully. Xia Wushuang thought it made sense and pulled Chi Baby to come.

When you enter the door, you suddenly feel the fragrance of books swelling and your spirit is shocked. There are many bookcases around you, platform display tables, and books are piled up in piles and mountains. The entire bookstore is like a sea of ​​books, and people who buy books are like fish wandering in the sea of ​​books, looking for their needs, stopping in and reading. The sound of books is filled with the occasional whispers between companions, and it is peaceful and quiet.

Since I came, I was at ease. Since Chi Baby has come, she was not pretentious. After consulting the service desk, she went straight to the topic. Unexpectedly, this type of book is a popular and best-selling book, and is placed on the platform display table on the side of the door. Some women who are not showing their embarrassment and erect belly are quiet and peaceful, emitting the glory of maternal nature, for the future of the baby. They are flipping through various books, prenatal education, nutrition, and aerobic exercises...

For the first time in their lives, they scanned the books in the hands of others and read them one by one. Xia Wushuang looked through the books in shock, and learned from the sea of ​​knowledge. It turned out that pregnant women had so much knowledge, and they were really right. I heard from the doctor.

When Chi Baobao looked at her eyes focused and quietly immersed in a book about music prenatal education. Xia Wushuang smiled secretly and knew that she was so stubborn.

The two of them knew that it was impossible to buy all the books back, and they had the same mentality as most book buyers. Read more and remember them in their minds. Pick out the most practical and classic ones before buying them back.

On the third floor of Xinhua Bookstore, some books on the art skills of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are sold. They are equipped with some professional training institutions to recruit students who want to learn the art and sell various musical instruments. In the music music store, the famous pianos from various countries are displayed. The piano teacher is skillfully interpreting a beautiful melody of Richard Clayderman's "Memories of Childhood" to let customers listen to different tones.

The big hairy eyes flashed, and I admired the teacher's slender white fingers, like flying butterflies, which were sometimes fast and sometimes slow, playing wonderful notes.

Wang Yong looked at Qin Wanrou with a smug look. Thinking that he should spend some thought on his daughter's education, he suggested that Maomao learn piano. For the sake of his daughter's future, he invested since childhood. Now he has the ability, so it is no problem to invite several top pianists in the world.

Qin Wanrou's point of view is very clear. It is boring to force the education of cramming, but the premise is that Maomao is interested, likes, and learns again. So there is no objection to Wang Yong's proposal. Ouyang Feifei did not come, but she agreed with her hands. Girls should play the piano to cultivate a ladylike temperament. So today the three of them came here.

"Maomao, do you like it? If you like it, your godfather will buy you a piano and ask the teacher to teach you." Wang Yong stroked Maomao's soft little head with amiable touch. He induced her: "At that time, you can play beautiful music. You can perform for many people to see, and everyone will applaud and cheer for you."

Maomao learns violin, but it doesn’t hurt to learn more.

Maomao tilted her head and bit her fingers, and looked at Qin Wanrou cutely: "Mom, can I learn?" Maomao of course was very moved.

Qin Wanrou felt ache in her heart. Maomao's sensibility made her apologize and encouraged: "If you like it, your mother will not object." Learning piano in the past was too expensive, so she took the second best to learn violin.

Wang Yong held Qin Wanrou's soft and tender hand tightly in one hand and kissed the back of her hand, which was considered to be thankful for her approval. Qin Wanrou pulled her hand, and her delicate face bloomed with a touch of pink, and she gently angrily glanced at Wang Yong.

Suddenly, Wang Yong felt a glimmer of snooping eyes, which was fleeting, as fast as lightning. It is difficult for ordinary people to capture if they don’t pay attention, but they can’t escape their keen feelings.

"Look at your daughter, her face is as white, tender and beautiful as her mother, and she is as smart as her father. She will definitely be able to get started as soon as she learns." The piano teacher observed her words and expressions, knew that the little girl's parents had a clear intention, reached an agreement, took advantage of the situation, and quickly flattered and encouraged her to advance.

"Hehe, yes." When Wang Yong heard that his heart was like himself, he nodded happily and said yes.

"Godfather, Feifei's godmother threw you away?" Maomao tilted her mouth and said something amazing: "Mom picked you up?"

The piano teacher was surprised, isn’t this a family? Her smart silence is gold, and she thinks she is air.

Qin Wanrou held her forehead and felt chills. What incredible thoughts and wild logic in her daughter's head? She kicked the ball to Wang Yong without realizing it and laughing: "You ask your godfather."

Wang Yong staggered and fell from the sky above the clouds, falling terriblely. He covered Maomao's little mouth and pulled her to a corner of the piano shop. He was about to make trouble, so he leaned into her ear and began to lure and coaxed: "Maomao, my godfather wants to discuss with you, okay?"

Like a little adult, Maomao reached out and patted Wang Yong on the shoulder: "Yes, godfather just needs to be nice to Maomao."

"Godfather must be good to Maomao." Wang Yong patted his chest and promised.

"Okay, godfather, tell me." Maomao smiled sly, and her big, lively eyes were full of pride. The small hole he dug was pretty good, so he was waiting for Wang Yong's godfather to jump into the pit.

"Godfather is not something you can throw away and pick up. In the future, before Feifei's godmother, you call me godfather. If she is not here, you call me dad. How about it?" Wang Yong's big wolf's big mouth was revealed, and he discussed with his daughter with a harmless and pure look on his face.

"Okay." Maomao agreed generously, but there was a weird look in her big eyes. Maomao got a bargaining chip for a huge profit.

Wang Yong was stunned. It was that simple. There were still many good things to deceive in his stomach, and his daughter agreed. Wang Yong trembled for a moment and became cold.

The two came over hand in hand. When Maomao saw Qin Wanrou, she said happily: "Mom, Dad said she would take me to KFC and ice cream cones later."

Wang Yong was sweating in cold sweat, fighting with two people. Who trained his daughter so treacherously? They were all taught badly by TV series and cartoons.

When did she promise her to eat these? Then, Wanrou frowned and cried, and she kept crying. Her daughter was a little bitch. She was not easy to fool around, but she became a frustrated person who digged a hole and jumped. However, Maomao's father screamed and made him feel excited, as if she had fallen from a honeypot. No matter how big her daughter was, she would jump happily.

Qin Wanrou felt a sudden slap in her heart. Maomao called Wang Yong’s father? I heard it wrong and felt that it was impossible to ignore it automatically.

"Wang Yong. It's better to eat less junk food." Qin Wanrou's harsh words had already been talked about.

Maomao rolled her eyes, waiting for Wang Yong’s father’s following, and she looked like she was rebellious at any time with her hands on her hips.

Wang Yong was in a dilemma under the crack of women of all sizes. He could only smile and beg Qin Wanrou with a dry smile: "It is rare to let Maomao play the teeth and give him a rare occasion. From now on, I will make a nutritious meal for Maomao myself."

Maomao cleverly grabbed the corner of Qin Wanrou's clothes, showing an innocent expression, and begged coquettishly: "Mom just once. I'll eat the food made by my father from now on."

Qin Wanrou was as if struck by lightning, her pretty eyes were full of surprise. She looked at Wang Yong's happy look, her heart was waving and her tenderness was as tender as water. No matter what method he used to make Maomao call him father. Wang Yong had been waiting for that dad for a long time. He was full of relief and excitement, and his request for his daughter was relaxed. He nodded happily.

Maomao cheered happily and jumped.

Next, Wang Yong ordered a expensive piano without telling Qin Wanrou and contacted the piano teacher. He bought a lot of piano practice music score books. He prepared to go to the first floor to check out and set off for KFC.

The three of them were about to take the escalator downstairs. Wang Yong held Maomao carefully up the first step. He found a woman standing in front, with her back facing him, wearing a black lady suit, wrapped in a beautiful figure, and exuding a condensed dark aura. Under his arm was a picture album with religious colors. He wore a pair of black-framed glasses without lenses, tilted his head slightly, revealing his white jaw. He glanced from the corner of his eyes, and a cold and harsh gaze shot into Wang Yong's heart like a sharp sword.

"Ilibesha!" Wang Yong was suddenly frightened. Why was she here? Looking at her appearance, she had been hiding here for a while. She was worthy of being the second-ranked Dark Judgment, hiding, reaching the pinnacle, and being able to control her breath with ease. She was just now, so she felt that she was not very hostile to herself, but instead was hostile to Qin Wanrou. Wang Yong had a headache with Yilibesha's absolutely possessive personality.

Thinking of her appearance, her appearance indicates that the "Black Paradise" has already moved and is heading for the concert of Iliya in Japan. Even she sent it out, which means that after the failure of the previous assassination, they regrouped and sent a powerful dark ruling to assassinate Iliya.

Yilibeisha had a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and the organization sent her to Japan. She privately moved here halfway, wanting to meet Wang Yong, but time was tight. At first sight, Wang Yong's excitement turned into ashes. Seeing Wang Yong's three people walking, laughing and talking warmly, she felt that her lover had been snatched. She wanted to rush forward and press Wang Yong to show that this was her man. Let other women walk away and don't get involved. If she hadn't promised Wang Yong not to touch the women around him, she would have been rude.

The escalator slowly descended.

Yilibeisha would not give up this opportunity, and she would take the last step of the escalator, slow down, loosen her arms, and deliberately drop the album.

Maomao warmly and sweetly called out: "Auntie, your book has fallen."

Yilibei's shiny face turned around, and her cold and frosty smiled stiffly, but her eyes remained on Wang Yong's face.
Chapter completed!