Little Baby Mo was as happy as if she had been given a shot of blood. She excitedly wore her little dress for the next day and ran around in Les's three-bedroom apartment of more than 100 square meters.
Les was sitting on the sofa alone with a newspaper, expressionless.
Mo Xiaobao noticed something was wrong with the master first and pushed Mo Xiaobei.
Mo Xiaobei sensed Mo Xiaobao's thoughts and curled his lips: Why does his brother always order him to go whenever something happens?
Mo Xiaobao snorted: Who makes grandpa like you the most?
Mo Xiaobei bit her finger, okay, she felt so pitiful looking at her expressionless grandpa!
"Grandpa, grandpa! Come and see, can Maomao bring this hairpin tomorrow?" Mo Xiaobei put on her white gauze skirt, ran to Les, and looked up at him with her head raised.
Les curled his lips, sat on the sofa and snorted coldly, "What's so good about this? It looks like nothing if you are dressed in white."
Mo Xiaobei suddenly pouted, looking aggrieved.
However, Les didn't behave like usual. As long as what Mo Xiaobei said was correct, he snorted coldly and said, "What? What grandpa said is wrong?"
Mo Xiaobei hesitated and said, "But Maomao thinks it looks good."
"What do you know, a little brat? Whoever gets married doesn't marry in red, so why don't you do it in white? Hmph!"
Mo Xiaobei blinked his big eyes, "But Maomao has seen many people wearing white wedding dresses."
"Tch! That's the oldest tradition in China from abroad. I don't think you all know how to do it anymore!"
Mo Xiaobei had never seen such a difficult Les, and immediately looked at Mo Xiaobao with eager eyes.
Mo Xiaobao frowned and shook his head.
Mo Xiaobei left in despair.
After a while, Mo Xiaobei slipped back: "Grandpa, you drink coffee, this is your favorite coffee~!"
Les: Humph!
Mo Xiaobei came over again after a while, "Grandpa, this is your favorite impurity. Look, it's so much fun up there!"
Les: Keep going... hmph!
Mo Xiaobei:..."Grandpa, are you unhappy today?"
Les: Still... huh!
Mo Xiaobei, who could deal with Les with just one sentence, hit the wall repeatedly today and finally came back in disgrace.
"Failed again?" Mo Xiaobao laughed at Mo Xiaobei.
Mo Xiaobei bit her finger in grievance, "Brother, something is very wrong with grandpa today. Has he been time-traveled?"
Mo Xiaobao laughed loudly: "How is this possible? I see, grandpa actually doesn't love you as much as you think!"
Mo Xiaobei was even more aggrieved: "You are talking nonsense!"
"Then why can't you please grandpa?"
"I, I...if you have the ability, you can make grandpa laugh!"
Mo Xiaobao touched his chin, "It's impossible to make grandpa laugh today, but... it's very possible to make grandpa cry..."
Mo Xiaobei's eyes widened and he looked at Mo Xiaobao in disbelief, "You, how is it possible that grandpa can also cry?"
Well, in Mo Xiaobei’s impression, Les has never cried!
Because there is nothing too difficult for Les.
Mo Xiaobao waved his hand and pointed at Mo Jiu's bedroom.
Today, Mo Jiu was going to try on the dresses and wedding dresses that were delivered to her at home. Luo Luo and Zhang Lulu came here specially, and they and Mo Jiu have been tossing around in her bedroom for a long time.
After a while, Mojiu's bedroom door opened.
Les, who was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, suddenly raised his head when the bedroom door opened.
