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"That... that..." Hua Jiaren explained blushingly, "I can just draw it myself..."

"Stop talking, give me your hand!" Mo Xiangqi shouted, and Hua Jiaren hurriedly put her hand back in fright. Mo Xiangqi honestly held her hand, and couldn't care about the embarrassment of being stared at by Mo Xiangwan and his wife for a moment.Grain-grain-net-first-post www>

Mo Xiangwan sighed beside him, "A Qi, this kid is too awkward!"

Kurosawa Yao echoed with a feeling in his heart, "It's simply a disagreement!"

After Mo Xiangqi and Hua Jiaren finished painting, the sun had already set to the west, Mo Xiangqi put on his coat, and looked at his sister silently lying on Kurosawa Yao's lap, sleeping so much that his saliva flowed into rivers, he was disgusted to death , frowning and sighing, "My sister is with you, she has become more and more depraved! Even if she drools before, she knew how to wipe it with her sleeve... Tsk tsk... I'm sorry for your tailor-made Italian suit pants..." [

Kurosawa Yao glanced down, his face full of doting, "She didn't sleep last night, but she slept soundly this time."

The man took out the handkerchief he carried with him from his trouser pocket, and wiped the corners of Mo Xiangwan's mouth clean as if no one was there.

Mo Xiangqi looked at Yau Kurosawa's movements, which were obviously very skillful and natural on weekdays, without any show of acting and hypocrisy. He had already let go of his guard against Yau Kurosawa in his heart, but his face was still cold, and he snorted. Once, to show disdain.

Hua Jiaren was extremely envious of Kurosawa Yao's tenderness to Mo Xiangwan anytime and anywhere, she secretly glanced at Mo Xiangqi, and it happened that Mo Xiangqi also looked over, so scared that Hua Jiaren turned her back quickly, wishing to shrink herself into a corner A single flower is fine.

Mo Xiangqi laughed.

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Mo Xiangqi looked at Hua Jiaren's elongated figure and smiled meaningfully.

When Kurosawa wiped the corners of Mo Xiangwan's lips, the little woman woke up leisurely, thinking that this was still the bedroom of the Zhou family, rubbing her sleepy eyes and asking Kurosawa, "Husband, what time is it?"

Kurosawa Yao laughed, "The sun has set!"

"Ah?" Mo Xiangwan sat up straight for a while, only to realize that he was still in the studio, and then the memory slowly came back, and he patted his head and said to himself, "Why did I fall asleep?"

Mo Xiangqi taunted while buttoning his coat, "Sister, you've been able to sleep like a day for 20 years!"

Mo Xiangwan yawned, stood up and stretched, the coat that was covering her body slipped to the ground, Kurosawa Yao picked it up, patted the ashes, and put it on gracefully.

Mo Xiangwan stuck out his tongue to express his apology, and reached out to help Kurosawa Yao button his button.

Mo Xiangqi felt a little apprehensive, "Sister, I'm the one with a disability! My hands and feet are inconvenient..."

Mo Xiangwan rolled his eyes at Mo Xiangqi, "You won't let me dress you when you're four years old!"

Seeing Mo Xiangqi glaring at her angrily, Mo Xiangwan still pouted in a sly manner, signaling Mo Xiangqi to look at Hua Jiaren, "Besides, if I don't give you a buckle, won't you find someone else?"

Hua Jiaren didn't hear what was being said here, she lowered her head in distress, not knowing what she was thinking.

Mo Xiangwan finished buttoning Kurosawa Yao's coat and helped him straighten his collar. He felt that his husband was incomparably handsome, so he nodded in satisfaction and asked Hua Jiaren, "Lady, what are you thinking about so preoccupied?"

"Ah?" Hua Jiaren turned around and smiled embarrassedly, "I was wondering what we're going to eat later!"