Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

Lianglidi, because there are children, walks very slowly.

It took a full twenty minutes to finally arrive.

"Come here, someone finally came~"

It was Deng Tianlin, Deng's father who arrived first, who made this trembling like a soul.

A large group of people followed Dad Deng's yelling, followed by and saw a group of personnel.

"It looks like Teacher Ye and the ink emperor."

"It's not like, it's!"

Here, the two children who were walking in the front saw so many people not far in front, and hurried towards the father behind.

Ye Hao caught the leaping son:

"Ye Mingzhou, aren't you always brave?"

Joking.

Really a dear!

Little Stone pouted, weakly silent.

That's because there are too many people, and they don't know each other.

Mo Boyuan also held the suitcase with one hand and his son with one hand. He didn't see any fatigue. The little guy put his hands around his father's neck, and his little head was cleverly placed on his father's shoulders. Hiring.

The two fathers got closer and closer, Ye Hao stopped, put down his luggage with one hand, and waved to greet the director team and the host:

"Hello, good evening!"

"good evening."

"good evening."

Everyone greeted each other.

When the two groups of father and son approached, the host, wearing straw hats, shirts and panties, had already stepped forward:

"Welcome Papa Ye, Papa Mo, and two children to our Luhu Island."

Ye Hao and Mo Boyuan both smiled:

"Hello host."

The children were also put down to the ground, obediently shouting:

"Hello host."

"Okay, the kid is so good. Introduce myself. My name is Yang Yu. I am the host of this show. The two fathers and the kid are tied for second place. Well, we will choose the house later in the order of coming first. Draw lots, so two dads, rock, paper, scissors!"

Mo Boyuan's face trembled a little, rock paper scissors, this kind of mentally retarded and boring game stopped playing after he was three years old.

But now...

The little guy raised his head and looked at Mo Boyuan. Although he didn't say anything, how could it not be possible that Mo Boyuan couldn't see that this kid wanted to win?

"Ah, come on, Teacher Ye."

Ye Hao didn't resist so much, and it was not that he had never played with his son at home.

"Come here."

The host also laughed and said:

"Okay, let's start, rock-paper-scissors, cloth!"

"Congratulations Father Ye."

Seeing that his father had won, Little Stone jumped around happily.

And Xiao Ningning shook his head at his dad in disappointment, her small eyes were disgusting.

Mo Boyuan rarely cared about his son's disgust, watching his nose and his heart.

The father and son of the Deng family have also come here. Deng Tianlin is only twenty-six years old. Facing Ye Hao and Mo Boyuan, he could only call his brother obediently:

"Brother Ye, Brother Mo, hello, I am Deng Tianlin, and this is my daughter-Deng Yuer.

Yu'er, what a man. "

The little girl is very cute, probably inherited the genes of the athlete's champion father, she is slender, and her height is almost the same as that of a rock.

"Hello, two uncles."

Ye Hao looks so sweet when he looks at his girl, the kind of greedy he wants to take home.

"Hello."

Mo Boyuan smiled and raised his lips and nodded to Ye Yuer:

"Hello there."

Ye Hao stood up and began to ask again:

"Tian Lin, how old is your girl?"

"Last month just passed my fourth birthday."