House Dad's Literary Life

Chapter 48 - Playing Games With Xixi

"Papa,will you play a game with me?"

At night, thefresh Xixi, who had just taken a bath and was wearing her little nightdress, saton the quilt, looking with pleading eyes at her father, who was packing up hertoys.

The littlegirl's bangs were a little long. It is always brushing across her eyes. Shepuffed her little mouth up and playfully blew air to her forehead, blowing her hairaway.

"Whatgame do you want to play?" Yang Yi smiled and sat by the bed.

"if Itell Papa, nose, then Papa will point his hand on his nose. if I say eyes, Papawill point his hand on his eyes." Xixi said eagerly.

Although alittle childish, Yang Yi nodded. "Then let's try it."

"Heehee!" The little girl moved her little butt with a smile, sat upright, andwas about to speak, but she thought of something. She quickly waved her littlehand and said, "Papa, you have to give me your hand!"

"Giveyou my hand. What do I do?" Yang Yi had to stretch out his two big hands.

Xixi's whiteand tender little hands can't hold her father's big hands at all. At best, theycan only hold one or two fingers. She had no choice but to pull her father'sfingers with her left hand at the bottom and her right hand at the top.

"After awhile, when I said start, Papa can move this hand!" Xixi pointed to hisfather's right hand, for fear that his father did not understand, andexplained, "It's just that, if Xixi does not say start, Papa can't put hishand on his face. It's not fair!"

"Mm-hmm!"Yang Yi promised.

At thismoment, Xixi removed her little hand that was on top of her father's right hand.However, the little fellow could not hold her father's hand for so long. It washeavy, so she had to hang it down, rest it on her lap over the soft cotton slipperynightdress.

"Okay, it'stime to start!" Xixi eyes sparkled, with a curved smile, pretending to becasual, suddenly said, "Start, ears!"

The littlegirl's crisp voice broke the "tense" atmosphere.

Yang Yireacted very quickly. He immediately raised his right hand and pointed to hisear.

"Oh, howso fast?" The little guy wiggled her little butt and asked her father toput his hand down. "One more time!"

However, forthe next few times, no matter how Xixi played, her father accurately pointed tothe right place.

"Hey,it's not fun!" Xixi is a little unhappy. She pouted her little mouth andsaid, "When Xixi and Mama played, Xixi will make a mistake!"

Yang Yi alsovaguely felt that he always won and played the game without interest.

"Xixi,you need to be a little faster, and Papa won't be able to keep up!" YangYi comforted the little girl.

Xixi onceagain cheered up and crisply said, "Start, mouth!"

Yang Yi alsoreacted very quickly this time. He immediately raised his hand up, but pointedto his nose. He pretended to panic, and his finger that was pointing to his nose,slowly moved down, and moved to his mouth.

That embarrassmenton his face, acting as if it were real!

However, Xixiwas serious. She jumped up excitedly on the bed and jumped into her father'sarms. "Wrong, wrong, don't move Papa. Hee hee, I saw it all!"

The little girl'ssoft body crashed into him. Yang Yi hurriedly hugged her, for fear that shewould fall down.

Xixisnuggled up to her father's arms, opened her mouth wide, and smiled happily. Shetook her little finger, pressed on his nose, and then dragged it down: "I sawit. Papa is bad. You touch your nose first!"

"Okay, Papa'snot honest enough." Yang Yi surrendered, but he only holds up his lefthand and holds the little girl in his right hand!

But Xixiquickly broke free from her father's arms. She smiled and held out her littlehand and said, "Papa pointed to the wrong place and will bepunished."

"Whatpunishment?" Yang Yi handed over his big hand again.

"Clenchyour fists, and then I'll hit you." Xixi cheerfully pressed her father'sfingers, and then turned his fist over, and she lovingly blew air on his fist."Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, it won't hurt very much!"

Oh, andstill comforted her father!

Yang Yi alsohad to pretend to be very scared, letting Xixi curl up her little finger and hithim. (TN: Not sure, but she flicked his hand?)

"Papa,does it hurt?" After punishing her father, the little girl rubbed herfather's hand with care.

Yang Yismiled and said, "It doesn't hurt. After Xixi rubbed it, it doesn'thurt."

After playingwith her father several times, Xixi happily changed roles with her father andasked her father to tell her where to point.

However, thelittle girl was so nervous that she failed the first time.

"Oh no,Papa, give Xixi another chance, okay?" The little girl held her father'sbig hand and her big eyes began to mist.

Yang Yicould not stand his daughter's coddling, so he nodded his head and said,"then let's start over! That was just a warm-up."

Xixi wasvery happy, and the mist in her eyes was taken back.

Starting again,Xixi played well this time, even pointed correctly twice in a row. Although thespeed was a little slow, Yang Yi did not point it out.

"Start,ears!" Yang Yi said.

This time, Xixiwas a little flustered, and she pointed to her eyes.

"Oh, I'vemade a mistake." The little girl hung her head in frustration.

"Itdoesn't matter. This time, you're wrong. You'll do better next time! You see, Papacan make mistakes." Yang Yi comforted.

"But,but I'm scared." Xixi shriveled her small mouth, and said full ofgrievance.

"Whatare you scared of?" Yang Yi asked puzzled.

"Scaredof pain…" Xixi was still very well behaved, and as she handed over herlittle fist, she sobbed softly, tears in her big beautiful eyes.

Yang Yi wasamused and distressed. He became playful and said, "But if you dosomething wrong, you will be punished! It's like when Papa had just lost andhad been punished by Xixi several times. "

"ButPapa isn't hurt. Xixi is scared." Said the little girl, sobbing.

Yang Yigently stroked the little girl's fist, as if rubbing it with alcohol cottonbefore injection. Xixi looked at her father's big hand with fear.

"Idon't like Papa anymore!" The little girl was aggrieved.

"I'mgoing to hit it!" Yang Yi acted as if he was fully drawing a bowstring. Xixiclosed her eyes in fear.

However, herfather's finger were only threats, no power, and he leaned softly on Xixi'ssmall fist.

But even so,the little girl trembled with fear.

"Doesit hurt?" Yang Yi pretended to comfort.

"Wuuu,it hurts!" Xixi's grievance broke out, squeezed into her father's arms, tootedher small mouth, sobbed while beating her father's chest, "Papa is a badguy."

Yang Yi hadto hold the little girl's fist, blew air, and said, "Then Papa will blow onXixi's hand, and it won't hurt."

The little girlcouldn't pretend anymore. She was ticklish, giggling and wriggling in herfather's arms. "Okay, it doesn't hurt anymore!"

"Do youwant to play?"

"Play!Hee hee~"