Mr.Li, your wife is super fierce

"Mo Mo, what's going on?"

Three minutes later, the jar of stars that was almost full came to luomeiyao's hand.

Luo Meiyao sat aside and looked at her daughter's red eyes. She was so angry that she almost wanted to hit someone.

"Mom."

The little girl who made a mistake was scared to cry.

The famous bully in the school is as weak as a rabbit at the moment.

"I learned to fall in love at a young age. For whom?"

The little girl didn't speak and sat down with her head down.

Luo Meiyao frowned, "I don't want to say, that mother took it away."

"Mom."

Yan Mo jumped out of bed, grabbed Luo Meiyao's arm and refused to let her go. Pitifully, he said, "I'm about to finish folding. Brother Beicheng is coming back today."

"Li Beicheng?"

Luo Meiyao was stunned and looked at the stars in her hand. For a moment, she didn't know what to do.

She also knows her daughter's careful thinking, but she never takes it seriously. The little girl knows what love is. She probably thinks that the familiar big brother is good.

Who knew he would be so stunned that he couldn't sleep just to fold that jar of broken stars.

"What are you thinking all day?"

"Sleep and train you tomorrow."

"Mom, I'm almost finished folding it. I'm almost finished."

"I don't have classes at the weekend. I'm going to pick up my brother Beicheng with Xia Xia today."

"Mom, please."

Yan Mo held his mother's arm and refused to give up.

It's no use trying to persuade Luo Meiyao.

Neither the soft nor the hard. It's useless to say anything. I have to make trouble to fold the stars. Such a big girl finally cried to her.

The movement was so great that even Yan Zhifeng and Yan Heng were shocked.

Yan Zhifeng couldn't bear to hear his daughter cry.

Originally, I wanted to scold, but now I can't give up. I can only advise: "let her fold, let her fold, it's almost finished. Can she be reconciled if she doesn't fold?"

Luo Meiyao knew her daughter's temper. She had no choice but to return the bottle of lucky star to her daughter.

Yan Heng was not in the mood to go to bed. Standing at the door, holding his arm and looking at his red and swollen sister with crying eyes, he had a terrible headache. "Is there no good-looking boy in school?"

"There is only one in the world?"

"How many people have you seen at such a young age?"

"I don't care. Brother Beicheng looks best."

"Your brother Beicheng is seven years older than you. He is old enough to get married. He may have made girlfriends abroad in recent years."

"When you take a pot of lucky stars from tuburagi to give them away, I'm not sure you can see someone's little girlfriend right next to you. I see what you'll do then."

Yan Mo never thought about this.

Her admiration for Li Beicheng is pure admiration.

The little girl's family doesn't have too many messy thoughts, including his girlfriend.

My brother's words almost scared the little girl silly.

Yan Mo held the star and thought for a while, then wiped his tears and said firmly, "then I still have to finish folding."

Yan Heng: "

The child is hopeless.

Yan Mo worked overtime and finally stacked the glass jar with stars at 4 a.m.

At eight o'clock, she had to pick up people at the airport. The little girl only slept for three hours with the star in her arms. She got up and cleaned up for an hour. She ran away with midsummer before she had time to eat breakfast.

"It's so full, so awesome?"

Sheng Xia was shocked to see the jar of stars in Yan Mo's arms.