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262. Draw a King Eighty

Qing Mo nodded, "It's getting late, go to sleep."

He would naturally help Jin Yan, but she felt that Jin Yan did not need his help. It was relatively simple to draw a big bastard. With Jin Yan's strength at this time, there was absolutely no problem and he should be able to get through it easily.

Three people slept on the bed, Jiujiu was sandwiched in the middle, not crowded. He leaned against Jin Yan's side, keeping a certain distance from Qing Mo.

Qing Mo didn't care that Jiujiu was leaning against Jinyan. It was normal for a child to cling to his mother. This was the first time for the three of them to sleep like this. In the past, Jiujiu was still a little snake, so he didn't feel anything.

, but sleeping like this now, it feels very different, it feels like home, full of happiness.

It turns out that this is how it feels to have a child, it feels good to feel so full in your heart.

He felt Jin Yan and Jiu Jiu's breathing become longer, and he closed his eyes and fell asleep. However, about an hour later, a pair of dark eyes suddenly opened in the dark night, looking particularly shining in the dark night.

When Jiujiu opened his eyes, Jin Yan also opened his eyes. The two looked at each other. Jiujiu turned his body carefully, trying not to make any sound. He faced Qingmo, who was already asleep.

He didn't notice Jiujiu and Jinyan's small actions.

Every time he sleeps with Jin Yan, he feels at ease and falls asleep easily. He sleeps deeply and is not easily woken up.

Jin Yan handed the brush to Jiujiu. Jiujiu tried his best to support himself with one elbow and held the brush in the other hand. He was wondering if he should do it as quickly as possible. If it was done in slow motion, he would definitely finish it.

Daddy woke me up, and then, probably nothing happened after that.

"Mother, Jiujiu is about to take action." Jiujiu and Jin Yan were conducting spiritual sound transmission. He didn't even dare to breathe now and kept holding his breath.

"Okay, let's do it, I support you mentally!" Jin Yan encouraged Jiujiu with her eyes.

Jiujiu took a deep breath and thought about risking it all. The next time she plays chess with her mother, she must beat her mother and then let her overwhelm her father!

He held the pen and drew quickly on Qing Mo's face, very fast. If ordinary people couldn't see how he moved, Jin Yan could see his movements, not to mention, the drawing was really similar.

Suddenly, Jiujiu's hand was grabbed. Jiujiu's hand trembled slightly, and a drop of ink fell on the corner of Qingmo's mouth. The originally bright red lips were quickly spread with black.

Qing Mo opened his eyes, Jiujiu's heart skipped a beat, and secretly shouted: It's over, daddy woke up, it must be over.

When Qing Mo opened his eyes and saw Jiujiu and Jinyan, he immediately understood the whole story of today's incident. He said why Jiujiu and Jinyan were so abnormal and asked him to sleep together. That's it. That's what he said.

Come on, was this what Jin Yan asked Jiujiu to do at that time? No wonder Jiujiu had such a strange reaction.

Jiujiu and Jinyan were too scared to breathe. They originally thought Qingmo would wake up earlier, but they didn't wake up until now. Jiujiu had already painted half of a tortoise on his face, which was huge.

It was beyond her expectation!

"Hi, morning." Jin Yan said dryly.

"Hi, morning." Jiujiu also imitated Jin Yan and said dryly.

The expressions of the two people were very strange, and they were surprisingly similar at this time, as if they were carved from the same mold.


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