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Because Xia Yimo changed his name to Shen Suixin's mother, Mu Jingchen naturally changed his name.

Looking at the noble and handsome boy, calling his mother like a daughter, Xia's mother said that it was fake not to be moved. This child has always been high, and to be able to do this at this time is to really put Momo in his heart.

However, An Weixi, who had no sense of existence on the side, interjected: "The maid just said that Momo and Feiyi are playing games. ”

It's just a very inconspicuous sentence.

It doesn't seem like much to say this, but when he says such a sentence to Mu Jingchen, he always feels a little harsh.

Hearing this, Ye Shi'an's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he glanced at An Wei meaningfully.

didn't say anything, and said to Mu Jingchen: "Momo, this kid, you have something to do, you can't control your heart, you have finished drawing pictures, and in a blink of an eye, you will play games with Feiyi." ”

In the end, it was the mother who favored her daughter, so she didn't mean anything about Xia Yimo and Ling Feiyi fooling around, but it was like her own daughter's mind was tied to Mu Jingchen, and when others were not there, Momo was also impetuous.

The corners of his lips provoked a faint arc, and Mu Jingchen smiled: "I just sent me a drawing that took two hours to see, and I will go to play games after a while." ”

Ye Shi'an's eyes lit up in surprise, and a smile appeared on her beautiful face: "Momo has finished painting?" I remember Yuan Han said that this time the picture is difficult. ”

The smile on the corner of his lips enlarged, and Mu Jingchen said: "Mom, don't tell her that I told you, this is the surprise that girl wants to give you." ”

So, someone casually sent all the drawings drawn by Xia Yimo to Ye Shi'an.

...... God teammates.

Mu Jingchen left quickly.

Ye Shi'an looked at the design drawings drawn by her daughter on her mobile phone, and her beautiful eyes were full of gentle and doting smiles.

Ann looked at her with pity, this smile was even more proud than her own competition.

clenched his fingers indignantly, and had to smirk, praising Xia Yimo against his will: "Auntie, is this painted by Momo herself?" It's so beautiful! ”

Moreover, I have to say that in the end, it is Xia Yuanhan's daughter, even if Xia Yimo's painting is still very immature, but the design is chic and novel, which is really eye-catching.

Ye Shi'an responded with a proud smile: "Auntie also thinks so, Momo has just started learning, and it will definitely be better in the future." ”

Ann was sorry to be by the side, and a deep unwillingness rose from the bottom of her heart.

She also wants this tolerance, this maintenance, this pride of this gentle and beautiful woman.

She is no worse than Xia Yimo, as long as she works hard, she will definitely be able to crush her far ahead and replace her.

Upstairs.

Of course, Mu Jingchen is not as calm as he seems, Ling Feiyi just came to the Mu family, and he played games with Xia Yimo, when did the two of them get so acquainted?

Xia Yimo also said that he had prepared a surprise for him and asked him to go to the studio to see it by himself, but he didn't have the patience to go, so he still came to the game room first.

And at the moment, inside the room.

Xia Yimo just lost the game, resigned himself to being flicked on the skull, covered his head and ran away, wrinkling his little face: "Mu Jingchen is back, don't play, I'm going to find him." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the next moment, he was grabbed by an arm, pulled back to the sofa, and faced the demon's unbeaten face: "It feels good, let's do it again." "It's not reasonable at all.

"Mu Jingchen, you're back!" I saw that the girl's little face was happy, and she suddenly said: "Ling Feiyi bullied me, you bullied back!" ”

"Momo, if you deceive me a second time, I'm a pig's head." Ling Feiyi raised his eyebrows absently.

The good-looking finger was just about to fall on the little hairy head, and the next second, it was accurately grabbed by another good-looking hand and thrown away.

Ling Feiyi pursed the corners of his lips and sat down on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed: "...... Brother Chen, it's really not the right time for you to come back. (The demon school grass is too black: Young master, please let go.) 6767330)--

( Demon School Grass is too black: Young Master, please let it go)