Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

That is to say, Gu Ranzhi still didn't hear the conversation between the two mothers here while still abroad, otherwise, I don't know how jealous!

Well, jealousy is beyond recognition!

Marinating does not take long, 15 to 20 minutes will do.

Seeing that the time was almost there, Wen Jie went to the kitchen again, Jiang Tingxu followed this time, mainly habitually trying to steal the mouth.

So, you must follow along!

As for the father and son on the sofa in the living room, they have already passed the 78th level.

The little man called an excitement, his face turned red with excitement, and he wanted to speak, but he held back.

What if dad gets angry and stops playing?

Hold it back, hold it back.

At this time, there was another ‘stageclear! ’

The seventy-eight level was passed, and it was the seventy-nine level immediately, the second to last level.

The little man even covered his mouth with his hands, and looked round with both eyes.

Mo Boyuan was still very calm, whether it was the first level or the seventy-ninth level, it was the same anyway.

The slender fingers are very skillful and slide on the screen. They seem to be a little thirsty, and they whispered:

"Go and serve tea."

The little guy received his dad’s prompt: "Okay, okay, dad wait a minute."

Children who are almost four years old can still carry water. As long as the water in the cup is not hot, there is no need to worry about anything.

The whole movement of the little man is also very cautious and light.

In front of Mo Boyuan:

"Dad, drink water." shouted.

"Well, right now."

Immediately means that this level will end soon.

The little man held it like this, but kept glancing at the screen.

About ten seconds later, the sound of ‘stageclear’ sounded again, and the man freed up one hand to take the teacup. As for the little man, he seriously leaned over and glanced at the subtitles on the screen:

"Wow, Dad is awesome, I will enter the final level soon!"

After the man drank the water, his throat became much more comfortable. Is he happy to be blown by his son’s rainbow fart:

"Well, it's the last level, let's have a more powerful one."

When the little man heard it, he was curious:

"Dad, what's more powerful?" asked.

The corner of the man's eyes raised:

"You'll find out later."

"Okay." Although very curious.

The game started again. This time the man sat up straight, and the little man moved his arms along with it. Fortunately, his father has long hands and legs, so he can easily wrap this little glutinous rice dumpling in his arms without being affected .

After the game started, the man's slender knuckles were much faster than before.

Then, the little man watched his dad's various sorrow operations, and soon, one by one and one horizontal and one vertical appeared on the screen.

Ok?

"Dad, what is this?"

Scribble?

Oh, how is it possible?

Can your dad have this American time?

Soon, a faint font appeared, but it was not complete, so the little man couldn't recognize what it was.

The man performed a few more operations. This time, although the whole word has not been written completely, the little guy has recognized it and tweeted excitedly:

"Mo, this is Mo, Ningning's surname!"

Indeed, an ink character soon appeared on the screen, and when the final stroke was completed, the 80th level was officially cleared.

Therefore, if it were not for men to write, I am afraid that they would be able to pass the customs very early.

After finishing, the man leaned on the sofa and rubbed his eyebrows.

It was a little person who ran to the kitchen while holding the tablet:

"Mom, mom~"