happy ex-wife

Chapter 3568 Find Baba ([-])
Chu Luo went over and carried him out of the water, checked that he was not injured before rest assured.

"What did Ma Ma say, you can't move anything on the table, what if it hits you?" Chu Luo pressed his little arm to make him stand upright.

Xiaoguigui glanced at his small mouth: "I want Huahua——"

Chu Luo turned around and looked at the roses that had lost their leaves on the ground, and some petals were directly scratched by the glass.

Therefore, not everyone can accept Brigadier Gu's flowers, let's see, now is the best example.

As soon as Chu Luo picked one up, he broke off the flower stalk and handed it to the little ghost, "Go and play by yourself, Mama will clean it up."

The little ghost took the rose, and walked over to get the broom on short legs. The little man was not as tall as the broom, but he still walked over step by step, "Ma Ma, here—"

As soon as Chu Luo looked at his son, he couldn't help but smile bitterly, and knew to clean up for himself.

As soon as Chu Luo took it, he didn't let the broom overwhelm him, "You Baba knew you were going to cry, this is the first time you Baba sent flowers to Ma Ma, so you ruined it."

Xiao Guigui looked at Ma Ma with his eyes wide open, unable to understand what Ma Ma said.

The roses were completely unacceptable, Chu Luoyi put away the two best ones, dried the petals and put them in the book to make dried flowers, and packed the rest into the trash can.

The little ghost seemed to know that he had done something wrong, and he was so obedient that he courted Ma Ma all the time. Chu Luo looked at her son dumbfounded. With such a son, why would she be angry?

Chu Luo had a class in the morning, and the little ghost sat obediently with his toy gun at the back of the art room. As a small model, many people will draw many little ghosts in one class.

Chu Luoyi doesn't mind at all that her son has become a small model, anyway, no one can draw the charm in her brushwork, and she can describe every move of her son to the extreme.

After one class, when Chu Luo saw the little ghost, he was already nodding his head and was about to fall asleep.

Poor baby, I can only follow him to class. When he is three years old, he can be sent to the army's kindergarten. There are many children there, so he won't be so boring.

"Teacher, our previous teachers didn't teach like this, but we still think the teacher's way is easier to understand." The boy sitting at the front said seriously.

Chu Luo put down the marker pen he was talking about, and then patted his hand, "Probably because I haven't been to school, so I don't know what your teachers say." At the end, I hugged the little ghost, "You guys should practice the composition I'm talking about in this class after class. Also, it's enough for me to face this kid 24 hours a day. Don't use him as a model anymore. You don't want me to be the first person to strangle my son because he doesn't want to see his picture?"

As soon as Chu Luo finished speaking, everyone in the classroom burst out laughing. The little ghost rolled his eyes and yawned cutely, "Mama, let's eat."

Chu Luo patted his son's small body, then carried him out.

"I read her news before, and I heard that she is only 22. Do you know that in an international art competition that year, she won the first place and No.2 with two paintings by herself. Sure enough, geniuses are different from us. .”

As soon as Chu Luo heard the envious words behind her, she curled her lips slightly, and carried her son to eat.

(End of this chapter)