House Dad's Literary Life-Chapter 277
Chapter 277 – It’s Really a Massage
During the day, Yang Yi originally went to pick up Mo Fei, but on the way back home, Mo Fei received a notification from her company that she needed to go back in the afternoon to take a few endorsement photos for a clothing sponsor. Yang Yi had no choice but to turn around and take Mo Fei back to the company. However, the two of them still went for a romantic Western meal at noon.
However, what they didn’t expect was that taking those few photos turned out to be quite a hassle. By the time Mo Fei returned home in the evening, it was already past nine o’clock.
“Mama, are you back?” Hearing the movement, the little girl who had already taken a bath and put on her pajamas quickly slipped out of the bed, ran out, and excitedly hugged her mother’s feet.
Because Mo Fei was on a business trip, Xixi hadn’t seen her mother for several days! The little girl, who had gotten used to sleeping with her mother every night, had been talking about it for several nights, and tonight, she had been eagerly staring at the stairway. She stared longingly, but she couldn’t catch a glimpse of her mother’s return, almost becoming a statue of longing.
“Did Xixi miss Mama?” Mo Fei looked tired. She touched the little girl’s head with some relief and asked.
“Yes! I miss you every day!” The little girl bounced and adorably said, “Mama, I want a hug!”
“Xixi, your Mama is too tired today and her back hurts a little. Let her rest for a while.” Yang Yi came over with a glass of milk, still stirring the powdered milk inside with chopsticks, and said reproachfully.
“It’s okay, come here, Xixi!” Mo Fei put down her bag, sat on the sofa with a smile, without worrying about her high-end dress getting wrinkled. She then pulled Xixi and held her in her arms. The mother and daughter affectionately started chatting.
“Mama, does your back hurt? Why doesn’t Xixi’s back hurt?” The little girl sat on her mother’s lap, turned her head, and pressed her little waist, and asked puzzledly.
“Pfft, how old are you? You’re just this little, where would you have a waist?” Mo Fei was amused by the little girl’s cute appearance. She reached out her finger and scratched her nose1, saying with a smile, “Mama’s back hurts because she stood for too long today and overworked herself, so her waist couldn’t handle it.”
“Does it hurt very, very much?” Xixi listened to her mother’s words, and the little girl’s eyebrows drooped down, and with a worried expression, she held her mother’s hand and asked.
“Well, it hurts a little, but with Xixi’s concern, Mama feels much better.” Mo Fei said softly.
Yang Yi finished making the milk and walked over with a smile, saying, “Don’t worry. This is probably an old injury. I’ll give you a massage later, and I guarantee that when you wake up tomorrow, you’ll feel refreshed all over.”
“What nonsense are you talking about?” Mo Fei blushed and reached out to cover Xixi’s ears with her hand, saying reproachfully, “Xixi is right here!”
“What are you talking about? I meant giving you a real massage, not something else… Where did your mind wander off to?” Yang Yi was somewhat at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
“Oh, I can’t hear anything!” Xixi shook her head, broke free from her mother’s hand, pouted her little mouth, and said unhappily, “Papa and Mama, what are you talking about?”
“Papa said, drink your milk and then it’s time to sleep!” Mo Fei pointed at the time. “It’s already past nine o’clock!”
The little girl usually goes to bed between 9:30 and 10:00, but before going to sleep, she wants to listen to a story for a while.
“Okay then!” Xixi didn’t cling to her mother. She obediently came down and started drinking from the cup.
Drinking a cup2 of milk before going to bed not only provides nutrition but also helps sleep better.
“I’ll make you a cup of milk later, and then you can drink it after you finish bathing!” Yang Yi looked at Mo Fei, who was tiredly curled up on the sofa, and said softly with some heartache.
“Mmm.” Mo Fei turned over and lay on the sofa, revealing a beautiful curve. She rubbed her waist and then tried to lift her head, pitifully seeking comfort from Yang Yi. “It really hurts.”
Xixi was drinking milk beside them, but her big eyes were still open, looking back and forth at her father and mother. At that moment, she stopped, licking the milk on her lips with her little tongue, and handed over the remaining half cup of milk. “Mama, how about I share it with you?”
Mo Fei, who was coquettishly talking to Yang Yi, was taken aback. She turned her head to look at her daughter. The little girl’s mouth was still moist, but she earnestly handed the milk to her.
Mo Fei was both touched and gratified in her heart. She sat up and rubbed Xixi’s head, saying, “Thank you, Xixi, for sharing with Mama. Mama is very happy! But Papa said he will make another cup of milk for Mama later, so go ahead and finish this cup. Mama appreciates your kind gesture.”
“Okay then! Hee hee, I’ll drink it!” The little girl smiled sweetly and said crisply.
Xixi didn’t actually think her actions were particularly filial or outstanding. She just felt that sharing with her mother was something natural and expected.
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At night, after Xixi fell asleep, Yang Yi pulled Mo Fei into his bedroom.
“Lie down on the bed, facing down.” Yang Yi said, and he took out a bottle of olive oil.
Mo Fei’s face turned red and said angrily, “What are you doing? I’m already so tired, and you still want to toss me around!”
“Where did your mind wander off to?” Yang Yi paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly. “Didn’t we agree that I would give you a massage?”
“Who agreed with you?” Mo Fei realized that she had misunderstood and stuck out her tongue. “You’re really not going to do bad things?”
“Of course, seeing you so tired today, it breaks my heart. How could I do bad things to you?”
Mo Fei didn’t know how many times she had been moved tonight. She took a step forward, hugged Yang Yi’s waist, and rested her head on Yang Yi’s chest. “You bad guy, why do you always say things that move me?”
Yang Yi gently patted Mo Fei’s head, kissed her forehead, and said softly, “Alright, stop being moved. Lie down quickly, I’ll give you a massage. Have a good night’s sleep, and you should feel better when you wake up tomorrow!”
Mo Fei obediently followed Yang Yi’s instructions and lay face down on the bed, and even grabbed a small pillow and placed it under her pelvis.
After a while, she suddenly exclaimed, “Oh, what did you rub on me? It’s cool.”
“Olive oil!” Yang Yi lifted Mo Fei’s pajamas and pulled down her sleeping pants3, applying a layer of lubricating olive oil on her waist. “Don’t worry, it hasn’t started yet.”
“Mmm…”
Yang Yi wasn’t joking with Mo Fei. He really did have a certain understanding of massage. In the past, he had taught himself to massage himself, and relying on his familiarity with the human body’s structure, he had even developed his own unique technique of external and internal exercises.
“It’s warm and a little tingly.” Under Yang Yi’s massage technique, Mo Fei couldn’t help but hum. She was a little embarrassed and used talking to cover it up. “Ouch, it hurts a little…”
“Please bear with it here, it will feel comfortable after a little pain.”
“Then, please be a bit gentler…” Mo Fei’s voice trembled a little.
“It hurts… Ahh…”
“Okay, it doesn’t hurt anymore, right?” After massaging Mo Fei for a while, Yang Yi wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand and said.
Although Yang Yi’s unique technique only served to heat and promote blood circulation, it still consumed a lot of internal strength. After a while, Yang Yi himself started to feel a bit tired.
“Mmm, I feel much more comfortable now.” Mo Fei said shyly, as the conversations they had just now made her body involuntarily ripple.
“Then, let me give you another massage. This time, it shouldn’t hurt.” Yang Yi said gently.
Since he had started, Yang Yi gave Mo Fei a full-body massage, thoroughly relieving the soreness and fatigue in her muscles.
When Yang Yi stopped, Mo Fei, who had been too tired these past few days, had already entered her dreams under the warm massage of his big hands.
Yang Yi looked at her sweet smile in her sleep with some heartache, tidied up her clothes, covered her with a quilt, and organized everything before turning off the lights and leaving.
Tonight, he would sleep with his daughter.
