When the director finally appeared in front of the yurt pushing a small motorcycle, Mo Heng even took a nap.
He heard a voice, opened the door, and saw the middle-aged director wearing a pink hat and sweating profusely.
No wonder that pink is the favorite of hunks!
Even the devil director is hard to resist.
But Mo Heng saw a row of Wahahas in the scooter basket with sharp eyes.
"Hey, director, where have you been? Whose motorcycle did you borrow?"
He didn't even eat at noon, and rode a scooter to buy Wahaha for Tangtang
Is this really the devil director he knew
The director took off his hat and hung it on the car, brazenly put Wahaha in his arms, "Where's Tangtang?"
Mo Heng pointed back at the yurt: "Still taking a nap!"
The director hurriedly walked inside, "Get up, we're going to do the mission!"
Mo Heng: "... Didn't you say that the children are just playing?"
The director plausibly said: "Then I have to cheer for you!"
The director answered Mo Heng ferociously, and said the most cruel words, but he stepped into the yurt and immediately lost half his head. He tiptoed to the bedside, took a look at Tangtang, and immediately changed his face.
Afraid of disturbing the children, the director squatted humblely in front of the bed, pulled out the Wahaha, inserted the straw as softly as possible, and brought it to Tangtang's mouth.
"Tangbao, drink Wahaha~~" The director's voice was unprecedentedly gentle.
Mo Heng stood by the door with his arms folded, thinking he had the ability to wake Tangtang up with the tone he spoke to me just now! !
Why did these people become double-standard dogs when they were in front of Tangtang!
Tangtang had almost fallen asleep. Hearing the director's voice, he opened his misty eyes and saw that it was the director. The tender little milk sound whimpered like a milk cat: "Aww?"
Seeing that Tangtang woke up, the director quickly brought the straw to her lips, "Tang Bao, I'm drinking Wahaha~~"
Tangtang's mind hadn't turned around yet, when her mouth touched the straw, she sucked it subconsciously, and immediately her mind cleared up, and she smiled brightly: "Uncle, is it Wahaha?"
Seeing her happy, the director couldn't help laughing, "It's Wahaha, your favorite Wahaha!"
Tangtang stretched out her chubby hand and hugged the Wahaha handed over by the director, and found that the director had actually inserted a row of Wahahas into the tubes.
She tried to take a sip of each, and found that each bottle was full!
This feeling is so blissful!
The little guy hugged a row of Wahahas as if he was drinking milk, drinking happily while kicking the chubby legs.
Sitting next to him, the director burst into laughter, forgetting the hard work of pushing the scooter back just now.
Mo Heng: "It's almost enough, be careful to drink too much bedwetting~~~~"
The director stood up, and said to Mo Heng earnestly, "Handsome is quite handsome, but it's a pity that he can talk..."
Mo Heng: "..."
Mo Heng reasonably suspected that the director could not talk to him, and started to attack him personally.
The director took a break to adjust, sat next to him and picked up two bites of boxed lunch, and started the afternoon task - horse racing.
This task has a relatively high risk factor and is not suitable for Mo Yun and Yu Jiaojiao.
Although Mo Yun and Yu Jiaojiao both expressed interest in horse riding and were willing to learn it, they were still blocked by the director.
And the two men, Mo Heng and Yu Jianrong, will represent the program group and have a duel with local young Kazakh boys.
The three little boys were actually very interested in riding horses, and watched eagerly as the village head pulled out two very handsome and imposing thoroughbreds.
(end of this chapter)