Thinking of Yu Xiaoxuan saying that he is a "little crying bag", Huo Zekai immediately raised his head and explained loudly: "I didn't cry!"
He is a man, not a little crying bag!
He just got sand in his eyes, can't he
Huo Zekai turned around stubbornly, and saw Tangtang standing behind him holding a piece of paper. The white bandage on his leg was particularly eye-catching.
Mo Yun tried to smooth things over: "Look, Kaikai, Tangtang's leg is injured, and she's still thinking about giving you a gift. Do you want to be gentle with Tangtang?"
Gift
Where are the gifts
In the past, when grandparents gave him things, they were all packed in beautiful gift boxes and asked him to unwrap them!
He is not a little boy who has never seen the world!
Huo Zekai was pouted, trying to put on an air of arrogance, when Tangtang held the painting in both hands and brought it under his nose.
Huo Zekai took a closer look, and snatched Tangtang's painting away.
The drawing of Iron Man is too similar! !
It's still a cute and lovely Q version!
The names of several children are signed below.
Everyone's names are correct, except for Tangtang...
Two words can't wait to take up the space of other people's six words!
There is a kind of domineering and ignorant domineering.
The few of them got together just now and deliberately didn't let him see it, just to draw this Iron Man and give it to him
Huo Zekai was so ashamed that he couldn't lift his head when he thought of how he threw himself into Mo Yun's arms and made a complaint.
He bit his lower lip and raised his head with difficulty: "Is this for me?"
Smiling like a flower, the cute little girl whose dimples were filled with the intoxicating aroma of wine shook the chubby flesh on her face and nodded.
Huo Zekai pretended to be indifferent and disgusted: "It's so ugly!"
It's a pity that Tangtang listened to Huo Zekai's innermost thoughts just now.
Her big black grape-like eyes rolled slyly, and she tiptoed to snatch the painting in Huo Zekai's hand: "I don't want to give away the spicy food~~"
Huo Zekai really thought that Tangtang was going to snatch it back, so he quickly pressed the painting in his arms and said forcefully, "Give it to me and it's mine!"
Tangtang's little mouth pouted: "Gege doesn't like it~~"
Huo Zekai blurted out: "Who doesn't like it anymore? I like it!"
The air was suddenly quiet.
It was too late for Huo Zekai to change his words.
The delighted Mo Yun held back a smile behind Huo Zekai, but her trembling shoulders betrayed her.
Everyone had a tacit understanding of "Oh! You've been exposed!".
Huo Zekai scratched the ground with his toes in embarrassment, almost digging out a three-bedroom and one living room.
Mo Yun saw that it was almost done, helped Huo Zekai out, bent down, and poked Tangtang's tender tofu-like face: "Did Tangtang see that brother Kaikai was sick, and wanted to make him happier?"
Tangtang nodded vigorously, and pointed at her little friend by the way, the meaning painting was prepared by everyone working together.
"Look, Kaikai, shouldn't we thank everyone for caring about you?" Mo Yun pushed the embarrassed Huo Zekai in front of the children.
Huo Zekai deliberately whispered like a mosquito: "Thank you~~~~"
I thought everyone didn't hear it.
Who knew that the heartless Yu Xiaoxuan ran over and danced and laughed around him, and even replied loudly: "You're welcome! You need to get better soon..."
Huo Zekai: "..."
Shitou's mother was preparing lunch in the kitchen. After washing the dishes, she realized that the soy sauce was gone.
She poked her head out and called out, "Shitou, go and help mom buy a bottle of soy sauce."
Shitou gave a sensible "hey", went over to take the change from Shitou's mother, and went to the canteen in the village.
(end of this chapter)