Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

Regardless of the young people's young age, this possessiveness is indeed a leverage!

Jiang Tingxu was very helpless, but fortunately he was wearing a mask.

"Xiao Ningning, this is the end of my aunt's work, and I have to go back, so you can play with your brother for a while."

The stone was also heard by the side, and he nodded in agreement:

"Brother, the doctor and aunt's work is over, so there is no need to go to the next house."

The little guy suddenly shook his head like a rattle, and his little hand had once again firmly grasped Jiang Tingxu's white coat.

What can Jiang Tingxu do?

You can't keep your son here, right?

cough.

"Mr. Ye, sorry, I will send him back first."

Ye Hao hadn't noticed anything before, but at this moment, after the little Ningning's just now, there was a bang in his head, and something suddenly figured out.

Doctors?

She was a female doctor from Yuncheng, and there were not so many coincidences in the world.

Ye Hao made it clear that he had already guessed that when he stretched his hand to hold his son, and then looked at the mother and son, his eyes were all clear.

"It's okay, so I troubled Comrade Doctor to send Ningning back."

Tsk tut, ink tutor, ink tutor, it's not small to play sneakily!

In fact, Ye Hao wanted to sneak his wife with him if he could.

With a wife, at least there is no need to worry about food.

But, who makes his wife a person in the entertainment industry?

Even if it is wrapped in seven or eight layers, I am afraid it can be pierced by sharp-eyed fans and netizens in an instant.

It's the ink director who is neither a person in the entertainment industry nor has it been exposed to the public.

No, recording a show can sprinkle dog food on an honest date.

Say you don't envy, it is absolutely false!

When the mother and son left room 1, Ye Hao let go of his son.

The little stone is still very confused now:

"Dad, doesn't Ningning like rocks anymore?" asked.

Ye Hao looked at his stupid son who hadn't noticed any problems until now, and shook his head very much.

This silly boy has no eyesight at all!

Look at Xiao Ningning from the Taoist Mo's family, how clever and tight?

"In your head, don't think about anything messy, don't you mean you are hungry? Let's go and get some food."

"Oh."

Jiang Tingxu sent his son back to Room 5 and stood outside the door, but did not go in this time.

The little guy was very reluctant. He held his mother's hand tightly and just kept holding him. He was still following the film crew behind him. Jiang Tingxu had to squat down:

"Xiao Ningning, my aunt is going back for dinner, and my colleagues are still waiting."

"Then, can Ningning go back with you?"

Anyway, it just fell on.

Jiang did not dare to agree, let alone really take people away.

Fortunately, Mo Boyuan's figure appeared.

"Mo Zhining, what are you doing?"

"father."

The person still didn't move.

Mo Boyuan knew what was going on at a glance, and a bit of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

After all, the child is not even four years old, so he certainly doesn't want to leave his mother.

Mo Boyuan rubbed his forehead and winked at the few people who followed him not far away. The few people immediately turned off the camera equipment, and at the same time stepped back for a while.

Mo Boyuan directly picked up his son with one hand, grabbed his wife's waist with the other, and walked into the house.

"Mo Boyuan, you..."

Jiang heard Xu's nervousness.

When he reached the door of the room, Mo Boyuan let go of his son, took a piece of rag and threw it to the camera in the room.

Suddenly, the camera was tightly covered with a rag.