Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

Mu Si Mo walked over with a face full of inexplicable, with a very unknown premonition. When he came near, he could not help but draw a hard one.

On that small piece of paper, there are three big words "Hu Yue Shu" askew. There are several requirements in the following, such as "no kissing with women other than Xiao Xihan", "no holding hands with women other than Xiao Xihan" and so on.

If she can't write any words, she simply replaces them with homophonic characters, Pinyin and messy small graphics. The characters are crooked, just like earthworms crawling all over the paper. In the eyes of Mu Simo, who has always been neat and strict with herself, it's really ugly and makes people sigh.

In the lower right corner of the paper, the three characters "Xiao Xihan" are fairly neat, probably because they attach great importance to the name, and there is a red little finger mark beside the name.

Taotao handed him the pen in his hand. "Brother Mo, it's your turn to sign."

After careful deliberation for a while, muskmore asked uncertainly, "if I sign this, you won't cry any more, will you?"

Peach nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

On hearing this, musimo breathed a sigh of relief. While reciting the handsome lines that yunyun had seen on TV, he reluctantly took over the pen and wrote down his name carefully.

In this way, by contrast, Taotao's words like firewood sticks are even uglier. They are simply ugly.

Musimo sighed helplessly and said stiffly, "this is OK. OK, I'm leaving."

"Wait a minute!" Tao Tao glanced at the paper and suddenly stopped him. Then he grabbed his hand and put the red marker on his finger.

Musimo not only inherited from his father a heroic appearance and calm temperament, but also inherited a bit of cleanliness.

From the moment when his finger was stained with the first point of red, musmew's eyes widened in disbelief, and his dark pupil trembled violently, "you, you..."

Taotao didn't even look at him. He quickly covered his entire knuckles. While the ink was not dry, he grabbed his hand and pressed it firmly on the name he wrote.

Musimo, "..."

It turns out that's how the fingerprint came from.

Now the little girl got up happily, holding the paper and looking left and right.

Moss black face, want to have a good temper, but afraid to make her cry again, who knows this girl will put forward what excessive conditions!

So he went into the bathroom to wash his hands. The water flowed so fast that he rubbed it very hard. He felt aggrieved and uncomfortable. He was forced to be a child's daughter-in-law.

In the evening, Xiao Jing comes to pick up his baby daughter and goes home. Mu Si sends her to the outside of the room with a black face. She refuses to take another step outside. Her depression is all written on her face.

On the bus home, seeing Taotao singing happily all the time, Xiao Jingye seems to be in a good mood. He can't help asking, "Taotao, are you happy learning piano at brother Mo's house today?"

"Happy

She is happy, but musimo and the piano teacher are not very happy.

The little girl chirped and talked to her father for a while. Suddenly she thought of something. She took the duckling's backpack to her body and carefully took out a piece of folded paper from it. She spread it to her father like a treasure. "Dad, look!"

Xiao Jingye's eyes are staring at the mobile phone screen. He is checking the work message sent by his assistant. When he hears it, he casually glances at it with the light from the corner of his eyes. He sees red, red, black and black. He just thinks it's children's graffiti. He perfunctorily says, "well, it's good-looking. Taotao writes very well."