Three babies: domineering daddy kisses addictedly

Qin Yuxiao arrived at the Mohist School in the evening. She stepped into the Mohist school again. She still felt incredible and unaccustomed. Unexpectedly, she stood at the door of the Mohist school again for good reasons after wandering around for so long.

Alas, what should I say if I want to see them? What should I say if I want to see the old lady? I saw her not long ago.

Forget it, let's go first!

Qin Yuxiao was not a person who likes to think, but if she wants to see their Mohist people, it must be just one more mind. After all, a person casually picked up by their family can chat with her for a long time, but she is not willing to mention anything.

Qin Yuxiao walked in according to his habit and memory. Sure enough, as soon as he entered the hall, he saw four people sitting upright, an adult and three children, all full of noble breath.

This is her good partner today, that is, today's parties want to participate in parent-child activities together. The school is to enable children to increase their practical ability. Only in this parent-child activity can parents help and accompany them. But her relationship with Mo Beichen really made her head big.

"Mommy, you're here. We've been waiting here for a long time." Mo Junhan rushed forward, took Qin Yuxiao's hand and walked to the sofa.

"Mommy, look at the painting tools on this table. We need to use them today. Wait a minute. Why don't you compare them with daddy first? Who draws better? Compete between you." Mo Junlei covers his mouth and laughs. He has completely learned the essence. As long as daddy and Mommy are interacting, they will have emotional sparks.

"No, Mommy doesn't like painting very much." Qin Yuxiao immediately refused. She already knew what the three little guys were thinking. She has become much smarter these days. How could she be deceived by the three little guys?

"Hey, in my opinion, Mommy doesn't like painting. Mommy doesn't dare to compete at all. Just say it. Mommy always has to admit defeat to Daddy." Mo junle's face was suddenly enlightened.

"How is it possible? I tell you, do you want to compete? Now Mommy will compete with your daddy." Qin Yuxiao now doesn't care what the three little guys think? Anyway, these words have completely annoyed her.

She was hit by Mo Beichen recently. She can't hear anyone say that she can't compare with him. Even if it's her three children, she must bring back her face and give herself a respect.

"Well, the theme of our painting tonight is the night view of the city. It was originally said that the children should draw, and then their parents should help us draw. Let's have a competition first, and then you can help us draw. But if anyone loses, how about painting the whole face like a clown?" the three little guys have watched the excitement and are not too big, Make this as big as possible.

Mommy's competitive attitude will definitely lose to Daddy. On the contrary, if she loses more games, she will draw the whole face strangely, so she doesn't dare to go out, so she can only stay here tonight.

The more they think about it, the happier they are. I didn't expect that doing homework can make such a difference. Sure enough, they are the three smartest children.

"Start." the three little guys became members of the organization. They put crayons and some paper on the table and asked them to sit opposite.

Watching his mommy fight so seriously, I feel that mommy seems to be a child like himself, but the results seem to have been put on the table. Mommy will not win daddy. Although daddy seems not to care about anything, he knows everything. They have already kept it in mind.

Qin Yuxiao listened to the instructions of the three little guys and started immediately. She didn't believe how difficult it was to draw. She couldn't even draw ink Beichen. After all, she was also very powerful. Ink Beichen could only have such severe harm in work and profession.

But she not only has the advantages of women, but also has a rich brain. A heavy, dull and boring man like Mo Beichen can't even be good at crayon painting of a child.

Qin Yuxiao devoted herself to painting more and more, completely ignoring the man staring at her eyes under the light. She is about to feel the result of her successful winning the competition. She must paint the face of Mo Beichen strangely.

The smile of Mo Beichen's mouth couldn't help but hook it. He liked Qin Yuxiao's fresh appearance in front of him. It wasn't like the resentment against herself two days ago. Even if she wasn't worried about playing the game with good intentions, she liked such a flexible and playful couple, which was reflected in front of her.

Mo Beichen clenched his fist, pressed his forehead, and painted flowers on the paper with one hand. He had endless natural and unrestrained. For him, nothing was difficult to him. Of course, this thing in his hand was no exception.

In his life, nothing was unexpected except the woman opposite him.

But this little woman is so cute and tight that she thinks she can surpass herself? But seeing her work so hard, I feel a kind of excitement.

"Oh, Mommy, why are you drawing so slowly? Daddy seems to be finished?" the three little guys reported in real time.

Qin Yuxiao heard this and got up faster. How can he do it? Mo Beichen even finished painting. That must not be very good?

But she didn't even want to lose the speed to Mo Beichen. "Well, well, it's going to be good soon. Don't worry. It's the two of us, not the three of you!" Qin Yuxiao is now keen to quarrel with the three little guys. These three little guys are really talkative. She has been painting, but her ears have been telling them three little guys, Keep talking about how nice the man opposite is? How fast does the man opposite draw?

Can't they stand on their side? Mingming's painting is also very good, "finally finished." Qin Yuxiao put down his brush and looked at his painting with satisfaction.

"Daddy, daddy, Mommy is finished too." the three little guys rushed to Mo Beichen's side like hugging their thighs. Now it's their most excited time to see who will become the clown tonight.

After Qin Yuxiao finished painting herself, she turned to see how Mo Beichen was painting? She tried her best to glance at her eyes to prevent Mo Beichen from seeing that she was looking at his painting, but how could his eyes not be seen by Mo Beichen? Even if he was around his chest and his eyes were slightly closed, he could feel Qin Yuxiao's hot eyes.

Just let this little woman go and see it. Qin Yuxiao couldn't help smacking his mouth and touching his chin when he saw Mo Beichen's painting. You are so powerful, Mo Beichen. I didn't expect that you are so powerful in your major, as president, and your painting is so powerful, but even if you are perfect, you are still a person I hate in my eyes.

Qin Yuxiao is now crazy to blink his eyes to the three little guys. He hopes that the three little guys can see that in ordinary times, they can give themselves high scores. They don't want to turn themselves into a clown. It doesn't matter to become a clown, but if they lose to Mo Beichen, it's a stain on the world.

Unexpectedly, the three little guys didn't eat this set like an iron heart today. They didn't pay attention to Qin Yuxiao's eyes at all. Instead, they thought about the two paintings carefully like a little teacher.

"Mommy, what about your painting? The color is not full enough, there is too much white space, and the structure is not good."

"There's another problem. Mommy's color is not coordinated enough. It looks very messy. There's no sense of delicacy and highlighting the night."

"Yes, the most important problem may be that mommy's time is too tight, so the ending of this painting is not very good. Just look at the scribble here."