Slag Girl Illustrated Book

When she returned to the office, her lips were still swollen.

Qi Mingyue always thinks that her mother is a little strange like this, but she can't tell the strangeness, she seems to be more gorgeous than usual, and her face is extremely ruddy.

"Mom, why have you been there for so long? Your mouth is still a little swollen."

"It's a bit spicy for spicy sticks." She fooled the children.

Qi Mingyue is very spooky. She guessed that her mother had done bad things with President Park. It is too difficult to be a child now. She clearly understands and pretends not to understand, to cooperate with these parents in acting.

She was wise not to mention it again.

"Mom, is it possible for you to reconcile with my dad?" She still has to ask for Qi Siyu if she remembers who her own father is.

"Mingyue, you are a smart boy."

Ruan Xihe said so, and he knew everything.

"Then why do you use a pseudonym here?"

"This is not convenient to say now." Ruan Xihe rubbed her little head.

"Mom, let's go out and play, just the two of us!" Qi Mingyue still wanted to be alone with Ruan Xihe.

Although Park Jae Hyung's brother treats herself very well, her favorite is Ruan Xihe.

"Okay, I'll take you out, wait for me here, I'll go and say hello to Brother Park."

"good."

"Button button."

Ruan Xihe poked a little head in.

"Obba, I take Mingyue out to play."

"Okay." Park Jae Hyung picked up his jacket and got up.

"Eh, eh, isn't it? I took Mingyue out to play with the two of them."

Park Jae Hyung: ...

"Bye~ Obba, remember to pick us up after get off work."

Saying hello to the man, the two of them went out.

When going out with children, she didn’t know where else to go except for playgrounds and water parks. Fortunately, Qi Mingyue didn’t pick, so Ruan Xihe would take her to go shopping, eat, watch movies. This is for contemporary young people. It is really the most labor-saving entertainment project.

There are a lot of snacks here.

"Mom, I want to eat this."

Qi Mingyue pointed to a family of grilled sausages and said to Ruan Xihe.

"Okay, let's go in."

The store is not big, and it's pretty exquisite inside.

The owner is a chubby uncle.

It looks like a big guy, but he smiles silly.

There are only four seats in total, and I don't know if it's because the street is deserted today, so the two of them will buy sausages.

One big and one small sit down.

"How many sausages do you want?"

"Four!"

"okay."

It happens to have two roots with Mingyue.

The uncle looked at him as a real person. There were clearly four grilled sausages on the counter. He did not pass them directly, but baked new ones for two people.

Although Ruan Xihe is not the kind of really serious person, this uncle's method really wins the favor of customers.

"Would you like chili peppers?"

"Two skewers, and two skewers." Ruan Xihe usually doesn't eat it, but Qi Mingyue can still eat spicy food.

She can remember the tastes of important people around her.

"Mom, we wrote an essay some time ago, and the topic of the essay is my mother."

"Then what are you writing?" Ruan Xihe was also a little curious. For the first time in his life as a mother, he also wanted to know what kind of image he was in the eyes of a child.

However, when a primary school student writes an essay, she doesn't actually have much expectation.

Simply curiosity.

Mingyue suddenly became a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter? Can't you tell me?" Ruan Xihe was amused. What's the reaction? !

"I actually brought it, I brought it specially." Qi Mingyue said to Ruan Xihe earnestly.

"Well, it's great, let Mom see it."

"Okay." Qi Mingyue went to her little yellow duck schoolbag and took the composition test paper folded into tofu pieces.

Ruan Xihe took it and opened it carefully.

"Mom, I didn't write well, don't laugh at me."

"Do not laugh."

Ruan Xihe was not nervous at first, but after the child added this sentence, she rarely became nervous.

Title: My Mom

My mother is of tall stature, she has long black and thick hair.

Ruan Xihe was glad that he didn't drink water just now, otherwise she would have to squirt out the first sentence.

This **** familiar, the first sentence in a model composition for elementary school students is usually: My mother is of medium size, okay, okay, okay...

Calm and continue to look down.

When it comes down, it looks like a waterfall, very beautiful. When my mother tied her hair, she was very young, like an 18-year-old college student. If it weren't for my dad to have some money, a lot of age would really not be worthy of my mom.

"Hahahahahaha!" It's not that Ruan Xihe wanted to laugh, so he couldn't help it.

Ruan Xihe struggled to control the expression in Shang Qi Mingyue's accusing eyes, and could not laugh or laugh.

"Mingyue, I didn't stay with your dad because he was rich."

"I know my mother is also very rich, mother, please keep watching."

"good."

Ruan Xihe adjusted his mood and continued to look down.

My mother's skin is white and red, redder than a red apple. She has fan-like long eyelashes, fan-like fan-like eyelashes, and blood-red lips. She is even more beautiful than Snow White.

I remember once, when I went upstairs to play with my mother, I saw that my father pressed my mother against the wall, and my mother’s owl-like eyes were filled with tears. I was very angry. I think my father and mother are in fairy tales. The beauty and the beast.

"Hahahahahahaha! Yueyue, don't you need Dad to sign this composition?"