Mo Shangqian's words from outside confused the two little ones. Bao'er thought that Mo Shangqian wanted to take advantage of her again. She quickly took a few steps back and stood far enough away from Mo Shangqian: "Master just stood up.
How could Poisonous Oath go back on his promise so quickly?!"
"Your clothes are torn. I'll help you sew them up, hurry up!" Mo Shangqian opened his lips impatiently. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that Bao'er's dress was very annoying.
Bao'er followed Mo Shangqian's line of sight and looked at herself, only to see that there was indeed silk hanging on the corner of her skirt, but it was just a small damage, nothing serious.
Besides, it’s impossible for Mo Shangqian, a grown man, to be a female celebrity, right?
"Master, will you be a girl?" Bao'er stared at Mo Shangqian with his eyes as clear as water.[
It's strange that such a young master is so popular with women.
"No, but you can give it a try. I don't like Bao'er's dress to be damaged! Do you want to take it off yourself, or should I help you take it off?" Mo Shangqian no longer said "be a teacher" or "be a teacher".
mouth.
Bao'er shook his head hurriedly, tied the flower basket on Xiaobao's wrist, and asked Xiaobao to take a good look at Mo Shangqian, while he went back to the flower world to change his clothes.
She soon returned to the colorful world and handed the damaged clothes and needlework to Mo Shangqian.
She really wanted to see if Mo Shangqian could become a female celebrity. Of course, she wanted to see his jokes even more!
When Mo Shangqian was working under Xiaobao's guidance, Bao'er and Xiaobao discovered for the first time that Mo Shangqian was also serious.
Especially when he was clumsily helping Baoer mend her dress, his expression was solemn, as if he was doing something very big.
And this big event was enough for Mo Shangqian to put aside all the important things at hand just to sew a child's dress properly.
Facts have proved that Xiao Baonv's talent in red was not inherited from Mo Shangqian. Mo Shangqian moved slowly and clumsily, pricking his finger dozens of times just to mend a crack.
When he finished sewing, Xiaobao and Baoer shook their heads in unison and sighed: "Sure enough, the sewing is more ugly than not sewing."
But Mo Shangqian looked at it again and again with a smile, and printed countless kisses on the shirt, then handed it to Bao'er and said: "Bao'er, do you want me to help you change your shirt and skirt? I have mine here.
Blood and tears, but also my full love..." Before he could finish his words, Bao'er had already thrown the dress into the world of flowers and sent Mo Shangqian away.
Mo Shangqian took the opportunity to hand his broken finger to Bao'er's pink and tender mouth: "Bao'er, I'm injured."
It's still because of the injury of the little guy. Should the little guy help him suck his injured finger? If he kisses his lips, he will be happier.
Bao'er hid directly behind Xiaobao. Xiaobao gave Mo Shangqian a bottle of trauma medicine, "Master, please apply it yourself. It's getting dark, and we have to find a place to rest."
"How could Baoer turn a blind eye to his brother's blood and tears?!" Mo Shangqian wailed behind the two children.
Bao'er and Xiaobao looked at each other, feeling helpless.
The master Mo Shangqian is as unreasonable as a child, and the two children play the role of adults. What kind of world is this?!
Half an hour later.
"Bao'er, I'm hungry, can you feed me?" Mo Shangqian stared dumbfoundedly as Bao'er grabbed the fattest rabbit leg and gnawed it happily.[
The little guy looks a bit scary when chewing meat.
"Xiao Bao, eat it quickly." Bao'er tore off another rabbit leg and stuffed it into Xiao Bao's little hand.
