In the study room on the second floor, Yelang and others have already left.

There were only two people in the study, Mo Jingchun and Guangdang.

Next to the aircraft carrier model, the little guy stood on the small bench he had brought with him, with a silly smile on his face.

"Brother, this little plane can be taken down~"

Mo Jingchun, who was standing there, sighed and said:

"Yes, you can take it off."

But the more this happened, the more Mo Jingchun became worried that one day the fighter jets placed on the aircraft carrier model would disappear.

If you can't take it off, then how much should it be? At least you don't have to worry about losing it.

After patting the little guy on the shoulder, Mo Jingchun turned and left.

"Stop looking, it's time to wash up and go to bed."

"A certain little cutie will go to kindergarten tomorrow."

"Oh! Come on, come on~ I almost forgot~"

It must have been a day's ride in the car. When Mo Jingchun finished everything and walked into the bedroom wearing pajamas and wiping his head with a dry towel, the little guy had already fallen asleep on the bed.

The little one fell directly in the middle of the two-meter wide bed. He even covered himself with a quilt, leaving only one foot outside the quilt.

Watching the little guy running into the kindergarten with his schoolbag on his back, and when he was about to turn around and leave, Mo Jingchun saw Feiyan under the big parasol, smiled dumbly, and said teasingly:

"It's quite unique that you have an umbrella."

Looking at the boss's leaving figure, Feiyan scratched her head, a little confused.

Isn't it just a broken parasol? There's nothing strange about it.

There are at least twenty such parasols in the park.

As the kindergarten bell rang, Feiyan sat on the chair boredly and looked at the kindergarten.

"Oh, it's another boring day..."

Mo Jingchun, who had just arrived in the office, was drinking hot tea made by Xia Xiaomin. His butt was not yet hot when he received another call from Lao Yu.

Which number is this this month? Five or six...

Can not remember.

However, Mo Jingchun understands Lao Yu's mood very well. It is strange that he is not in a hurry when he postpones the release of the new flagship phone mate90 under such great pressure.

"Hey, Lao Yu, have you eaten in the morning?"

As soon as Mo Jingchun finished speaking, Lao Yu on the other end of the phone said:

"Where can I get breakfast? Brother Mo, I have already redesigned the mobile phone through the graphene battery sample you gave me."

"Even the mate90 mobile phones that have been produced have been returned to the factory."

"Now I'm just waiting for your graphene battery."

Taking a sip of the fragrant light tea, Mo Jingchun smiled and said:

"calm down."

"My foundry here is already installing assembly lines. I guess you can start getting the goods in a few days."

"Really or not? Brother Mo, you really can't fool me anymore. You don't know that my hair has been getting thinner in the past two days!"

"It's a bit stressful."

"Don't worry, the first batch of graphene batteries is out, I will notify you as soon as possible."

"Okay, brother, I'm relieved with your words."

At night, the moonlight shines into the study through the window and shines on the aircraft carrier model.

After a few days, the little guy's love for the aircraft carrier model also decreased. Most of the time, the aircraft carrier model is not as attractive to the little guy as the piano.

Facts have proved that Mo Jingchun's worries were completely unnecessary.

A few days ago, Mo Jingchun's plan to put the aircraft carrier model into a tempered glass tank was completely abandoned.

As long as the little guy doesn't harm the aircraft carrier model, Mo Jingchun believes that the aircraft carrier model is absolutely safe in his study.

In this villa, apart from Mo Jingchun and Candy, it can be said that almost no one else will come in.

Without permission, no one else can come in unless the study door is physically destroyed.

On Friday night, Mo Jingchun took his spare mobile phone and candy to play King of Kings together. Anyway, he had no plans for tomorrow.

Both of them have agreed that they will sleep until they wake up naturally tomorrow.

If the little one wakes up first, he can go downstairs and find Feiyan to fill his stomach.

"Brother, come and grab the head."

"You're already 0-5-2, what a treat." The little guy glanced at Mo Jingchun with a look of disgust.

Then he sighed softly, "Brother, you are better than my sister."

Mo Jingchun's mouth twitched after he finally snatched a bloody head with a beheading.

This comment is really heartbreaking. What does it mean to be better than your sister...

When he turned around and thought about it, Mo Jingchun smiled.

What's the use of Zhou Yaling being better than him? Does her account have a national standard? No!

But he has a lot of numbers and national standards.

As the enemy crystal exploded, Candy, who was leaning on the sofa, finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not easy to win this game. The game lasted for more than 40 minutes. It was so difficult for me (*?????)"

"Brother, why don't you just play by yourself, I'll go play with my sister."

It worries me again.

Just when Mo Jingchun pouted and was about to complain about Zhou Yaling behind her back, the phone in Candy's hand rang.

As soon as the little guy saw the caller ID, he handed the phone to his brother without any hesitation.

"Brother, this is Aunt Qin's phone number."

Hahaha, Aunt Qin... Mo Jingchun laughed heartily.

But think about it, the little guy and Qin Yuzhu are thirty years apart in age, three generations apart, so there seems to be nothing wrong with calling her aunt.

Well, nothing wrong.

"Hey, Aunt Qin...ah! Sister Qin, it's so late, why are you always looking for me?"

Candy on the side blinked with wide eyes, he had heard it just now.

My brother also called me Aunt Qin!

The phone was put on speakerphone, and there was silence for a while, followed by a sneer.

It is estimated that when she heard these three words Aunt Qin, Qin Yuzhu, who was originally full of joy, was also stunned.

"Okay! Mo Jingchun! I heard you call me Aunt Qin just now."

"My mobile phone records automatically. Do you want me to send the recording to you later? In case you don't admit it."

Mo Jingchun was wronged. How could he have guessed that he was taken into the ditch by the candy?

"Sister Qin, do you believe it when I said this was a misunderstanding? The phone was in Guo'er's hand just now. Guo'er said it was Aunt Qin's phone number, so I started talking..."

At this moment, Candy, whose ears were pricked up, showed a sly look and gave Mo Jingchun a divine assist.

"Sister Qin, good evening!"

Silence...still silence...

Both Mo Jingchun and Qin Yuzhu, who was thousands of miles away, were silent.

The next second, Qin Yuzhu sneered:

"Little brother, do you have any last words?"

Mo Jingchun was completely stunned. There were many children who cheated on his father, but there were not many who cheated on his brother.

Unexpectedly, he was the one being deceived.

PS: Thanks to Azuo, Hongmeng Zilian, and War God Tao for their rewards and support!

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Chapter completed!