High-cold bamboo horse begs for coaxing online

Chapter 3
"Then let's pull the hook."

Ling Qingmo took the opportunity to stretch out her little finger, and said aggressively, "Even if I still climb trees in the future, you have to play with me."

Gu Yesheng stretched out his little finger helplessly.

Finally saw the smile on her face again.

It's still so nice.

Gu Yesheng thought.

"Okay, okay. In this case, let's go home and eat."

Seeing this, Mama Gu smiled and said, "Momo, Mama Gu made your favorite pork ribs, do you want to eat them?"

"want!"

Hearing the ribs, Ling Qingmo's eyes lit up instantly, staring straight at Ling's mother.

The meaning conveyed in the eyes is very simple, mom, I am going, I am going.

Ling's mother nodded helplessly on the nose of a foodie, and nodded.

The snack foodie who was still full of sadness just now is full of ribs.

And her Sheng Sheng.

Women's colleges do not stay.

Looking at the two villains who had already come together, and someone who couldn't wait, Mother Gu smiled and said, "Ah Pian, you can come too."

A Pian is Ling's mother's nickname.

"I won't go, her father is still waiting."

"Okay then, let's go first."

"Goodbye Mom."

"Goodbye, Mama Ling."

……

Mother Ling looked at her husband when she got home, and said, "There's no need to wait, Momo won't be back."

"Going to Gu's house again?"

Gu Ling's father succeeded in making a bad face.

Before my little padded jacket warms me up, it becomes someone else's.

A certain father has forgotten how he disliked him in the first place.

Papa Ling: I am not, I am not, you are talking nonsense.

Ling Qingmo, who went to Gu's house, ate the pork ribs she had been thinking about and went home contentedly.

Gu Yesheng took the little girl's tiny hand and couldn't help but squeeze it.

so soft.

Ling Qingmo's friend Ling Qingmo, who had enough food and drink and Sheng Sheng, was walking around bouncing around.

After about 10 minutes of touching, I finally arrived at the door of the house.

"Mo Mo."

Ling Qingmo, who heard Shengsheng's call, looked up.

"Mother Ling and Father Ling will tell you about going to school later, don't cry, you know?"

Gu Yesheng said seriously with a sullen face.

"Go to school? Is it like Shengsheng?"

Puzzled, she bit her finger and looked at the serious Shengsheng.

It seems that every time Shengsheng looks like this, she is very fierce.

"um, yes."

"Then can I go to school with Shengsheng?"

Thinking of being able to be with Shengsheng every day, Ling Qingmo's eyes lit up a lot.

"No." After thinking for a while, he added, "But we can eat together."

"Okay, then I'm going."

If you eat with Shengsheng, you can eat an extra serving of ribs.

Delicious.

Thinking of this, the little expression couldn't help but feel complacent.

Seeing her like this, he couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

"Go back quickly."

He told me again, "Don't cry."

"understood."

While agreeing, he ran to the house.

Gu Yesheng, who was left behind, laughed.

As soon as I opened the door of the house, I kicked off the little shoes on my feet, and ran inside with bare feet.

"dad."

Seeing Papa Ling sitting on the sofa, Ling Qingmo rushed over to his arms, rolled his eyes and said.

"Dad, I'm going to school."

Father Ling, who was thrown into his arms by his daughter, had no time to be happy when he saw that his daughter was wearing nothing on her feet.

Immediately angry and distressed, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Putting the girl's little feet in his arms and covering them, he paid attention to what the girl said just now.

"Why is Momo so eager to go to school?"

"That way, we can always be with Shengsheng."

Ling Qingmo raised her hands and said cheerfully, completely ignoring her old father's feelings.

Papa Ling was hit again.

After taking a shower, Ling's mother came down from the stairs. Looking at her husband's face, she knew that his precious daughter had made him feel bad again.

"What's wrong? Momo."

Sitting on the sofa, he hugged Ling Qingmo and asked.

"I'm going to school with Shengsheng tomorrow."

Turning into her mother's arms, arching her little head, Ling Qingmo's little friend said seriously.

"School? That's good. Mom and Dad were going to send you there."

"I want to go with Shengsheng."

Ling Qingmo, who was afraid that he could not eat with Shengsheng, meant that he could not eat ribs, emphasized again.

(End of this chapter)