Hidden marriage to send cute baby: Emperor Shao, his wife is addicted

Chapter 87 Do you have to compete?
Only then did Gu Zhixia notice that Gu Zhimu wasn't wearing shoes just now.

"Why did you jump off the sofa without wearing your shoes just now? You made the sofa dirty!" Gu Zhixia's tone was a bit harsh.

Gu Zhimu blinked aggrievedly, and looked at Xia Mohan who was still competing with the colored cardboard. Those scissors and handmade knives were magical weapons in other people's hands, but in Xia Mohan's hands, they were sent by God to torture him tool.

Gu Zhixia looked at the cardboard in the man's hand, it was cut like a dog chewing on it, he really lost such beautiful hands for nothing.

"Mummy, don't be angry, I'll take off my socks right now, so that the sofa won't be dirty by me." The little girl's voice was weak. She wanted to wear shoes, but Daddy felt that she was crawling. It was very hard to put on shoes for climbing up and down, so he was not allowed to wear them.

"No!" A more solemn and deep voice suddenly exploded: "If you take off your socks, you will catch a cold, wear them!"

Xia Mohan was talking, but his eyes were still fixed on the cardboard in his hand. If those sharp eyes penetrated through those cardboards, there would probably be shredded cardboards all over the floor.

Gu Zhixia looked at the man who was competing with the cardboard, and couldn't help but find it funny. Finally, something can stump the omnipotent Xia Mohan!
In fact, this kind of thing is just a matter of one sentence to him, but he doesn't want to let his daughter down.

Gu Zhixia patted his daughter's arm: "Your father is right, I will carry you up to change socks."

As soon as she picked up the child, Yang Lin respectfully handed over a pair of socks to Gu Zhixia. It turned out that he had prepared them just now, but he didn't pass because of his young master's helpless look of suppressing the fire.

"Thank you! Gu Zhixia took the socks and immediately put them on for Gu Muzhi: "In the future, you need to wear slippers when you get off the sofa, you know? "

"Enen, Mommy, are you still tired? I'll help you rub your shoulders!" As soon as she sat on the sofa, Gu Zhimu made a gesture to stand up and help her press her shoulders.

While talking, the little girl looked at Daddy with a sad face. A lot of cardboard has been wasted, and a lot of small animals have been cut out...

With a "click", a hard board broke...

"It's the third dollar..." Gu Zhimu spoke weakly, feeling extremely regretful!

Gu Zhixia really can't stand it anymore, his extravagance and waste are his business, but if he continues to torment like this, his daughter will definitely not be able to hand in her homework tomorrow!

She walked over and shook her head helplessly: "Let me come."

"You think I'm not good enough?" As soon as Gu Zhixia finished speaking, the man raised his head and stared at him, his eyes full of sparks.

Gu Zhixia was startled, as if short-circuited by the flames in the man's eyes, what did she say, Xia Mohan felt that she said he couldn't do it?
Bah bah bah!What is she thinking?

She coughed unnaturally twice before returning to normal.

Gu Zhixia didn't dare to offend him with his current appearance, so he could only softly say: "No, at least I'm better at these things, man, I have a specialization in art!"

"Do you think I'm unprofessional?" The man's face became even darker. When he was doing it just now, Yang Lin said twice that he needed to find someone to do it. The daughter also said that it would be really annoying to wait for Mommy to come back!
It seems that the whole world has recognized that he can't do manual work!

"I didn't mean that, but you see that you still have many advantages, and you can do a lot of other things. You don't need to worry about such trivial matters!" Gu Zhixia's tone was extremely humble.

"Oh, what advantages do I have? What can I do that ordinary people can't do?" The face that was covered with swarms just now suddenly looked at the woman, with a very focused and expectant expression, and of course provocative anger.

(End of this chapter)