"I don't know who said you weren't hungry just now. Why, are you hungry again? Didn't you say you want to ride a few more laps? Then I won't accompany you. I'll go back and eat by myself." As he said this, Father Mo also said
He really had to go back and ignore Mo Ling at all.
"Haha, that's not it. Dad, wait for Ling'er, Ling'er has to go home."
Mo Ling hurriedly walked up, took Father Mo's arm, and shook her as they walked back home together.
As long as she acts coquettishly, her father will definitely surrender.
Therefore, she has tried and tested this method repeatedly.[
"You girl." Father Mo shook his head and smiled helplessly.
When she acts coquettishly, he really can't do anything to her.
"Haha, Dad, Ling girl knows your best," Haha, let's see...
At the dinner table, Mo Ling secretly looked at Father Mo while eating his rice.
He smiled from time to time, trying his best not to make any sound.
Otherwise, someone will know.
only……
"Girl Ling, why are you laughing?"
Father Mo didn't even raise his head. He continued to put a piece of meat into the bowl and then put it into his mouth.
He seems to be fully aware of the actions of the person sitting across from him.
"Hey, Dad, how do you know I'm smiling... Oh, I'm not smiling, I'm just eating. Dad, you saw it wrong." Mo Ling pursed her lips and suddenly looked very serious, saying she was not smiling.
She stopped smiling, so fast that people doubted whether she really wasn't smiling just now.
"Ling girl, you seem to have forgotten who gave birth to you. Do you think your every move can be hidden from my father's eyes?"
"Oh, that seems to be true, Dad, actually what I want to say is, well, um, Aunt Mo is actually quite nice." She had known for a long time that her father and Aunt Mo had a good relationship, and she had always
She didn't say it clearly because she thought they could handle their own affairs.
Although the pronunciation of Mo and Mo are the same, isn't that a good thing? There is no need to change the name when others call it Mo. It is still Mo, but this Mo is not the other Mo.
As a result, she had to wait in vain, and the wind and grass remained still, and there was no movement at all.
There was no way, the client was not in a hurry, so she, an outsider, had no choice but to help them.