Baby Assist: Mommy, have another child!

Li mingjue met her angry eyes, with dark eyes.

"Keep this height and dare to lower it by one centimeter. I won't count what I just said."

"Also, don't cry and lose your face. I don't like it."

Yan Huan's brain exploded. She resisted the impulse to overturn the man and squeezed out a sweet smile.

"Yes, Mr. Li."

She lived like this all night.

The next day.

Yan Huan got up with a pair of panda eyes, his arms aching to death.

"Mommy!" Muzi Joe jumped into her arms.

Today, he specially wears a light blue T-shirt, small white shorts and small chestnut curls. It is pure and fresh and has the smell of summer.

"Who matched it for you?" Yan Huan pinched his small round face.

"I am myself, and I have prepared clothes for Mommy."

Mu ziqiao jumped out of bed, took out the prepared clothes and handed them to her.

The light blue vertical pattern shirt is matched with the pure white cotton linen skirt, and Yan Huan smiles.

"You want to wear parent-child clothes with Mommy, don't you?"

"Hey, hey." Mu ziqiao smiled sweetly, "Mommy looks best in blue, just like an angel!"

"Just your sweet mouth. Go outside and wait for Mommy."

"OK." Muzi Joe left obediently.

Yan Huan took his clothes to the bathroom.

In order to match her son's carefully selected clothes, she tied a ponytail today, pulled up her long hair like seaweed, and immediately lost her age by five years, just like a college student who has just entered the campus.

Yan Huan looked in the mirror and left the room quite satisfied.

I didn't want to run into Li mingjue at the door. She was silly at once.

Li mingjue is wearing a dark blue shirt today. It's the same material and style as her!

But also with white shorts, it's an adult version of Muzi Joe!

Isn't it a parent-child costume for the three to stand together?

"You... Why are you dressed like this?"

She stammered.

This style of dressing is quite different from his usual style.

"Not good-looking?"

Li mingjue asked her back. Yan Huan hesitated and said, "it's not bad..."

On the contrary... It's very eye-catching.

The clothes in his wardrobe were black and white. This was the first time she saw him wearing clothes of other colors.

Compared with the usual cold, there is a little more sunshine.

Li mingjue said faintly, "then go."

"Wait!" Yan Huan called him.

"What?"

"I... have to go back and change my clothes."

Yan Huan pursed her lips and the three went to school in parent-child clothes. Even if she denied it with Li Ying at that time, she was afraid she couldn't wash it clean.

"Oh, Mommy, it's too late!"

Muzi Joe ran over and took her hand. "Parents and children will be late, but it's no good."

Yan Huan was pulled into the car by Muzi Qiao. After sitting down, she felt uncomfortable all over.

Especially after Li mingjue sat beside him

She gently pulled at the collar of her shirt, and a clear male voice suddenly sounded.

"You look good in this."

"Hey?!"

Yan Huan looked at him. "What are you talking about?"

Li mingjue glanced at her lightly, "don't change it."

Yan Huan choked and shouted at the bottom of her heart: didn't you find that our clothes are lovers' styles?

"That's it! Mommy looks like a college student in this dress. It's pure and beautiful!"

The little milk voice came. Yan Huan looked at Muzi Qiao's innocent smiling face and finally understood.

This parent-child outfit is no coincidence at all.

She leaned over to Li mingjue's ear and whispered, "did Joe choose your clothes for you?"

Li mingjue gave a faint hum.

"Why not refuse him!"

"I think it looks good. What's the problem?"

Yan Huan choked and was too depressed to speak.

Seeing that he was approaching school, Li mingjue suddenly received a phone call.

Yan Huan obviously felt that the atmosphere in the car had changed.

Sure enough, as soon as he hung up, he stopped the car.

Yan Huan frowned, "what's the matter?"

"Something temporary, I need to leave for a while."

Yan Huan smelled the speech and looked at Muzi Qiao for the first time. He saw his smile solidified in the corners of his mouth, and the light in his eyes was slowly disappearing.

She couldn't help clasping her nails. "Can't you go again after attending the parent-child meeting?"

"No."

The man refused cleanly.

Obviously, it is his consistent style of doing things, but Yan Huan feels that she can't help complaining.

"Since you can't do it, don't promise."

She angrily dropped this sentence and picked up Muzi Joe. "Joe, Joe, let's go."

"Mommy..."

"Bang -" Yan Huan slammed the door and walked towards the school without looking back.

But there was a trace of expectation in my heart, hoping that he would catch up.

"Mommy, Uncle Li's car drove away..."

The voice of her son's grievance sounded in her arms. Yan Huan frowned and said, "just drive away! It's enough for mommy to accompany you to the parent-child meeting!"

Mu ziqiao lay obediently in her arms and dared not disobey.

Parent child exchange meetings are usually held in specific classrooms.

After arriving at the school, mu ziqiao went to the class first, and Yan Huan turned to get the parent-child number card.

I don't want to meet the last person she wants to see on the way.