Dr. Jiang’s Daily Adversities

That one....

"Sister, can you take a group photo?" the fan asked weakly.

After Jiang Tingxu heard this, he was also taken aback.

However, a certain man was the first to speak out:

"No! But you can sign!"

The answer in the previous part can be regretted by a few little girls.

When I heard the word "but", I was very happy all of a sudden.

Mo Boyuan did not agree to take the photo, naturally because he knew that his little wife did not want to be recognized, so he refused.

I also saw that the little wife was very friendly to the little girls, and seemed to like it very much, so I added another sign at the end.

Swish, I signed the little girls one by one, and the little girls still had to sign, and Mo Boyuan also agreed.

After signing, the couple was ready to leave.

After all, there are a lot of people here, and if they are recognized again, it may be in trouble.

"Goodbye sister."

"Goodbye~"

It wasn't until both of them disappeared that the little girl suddenly said:

"Oh, we just said goodbye to our sister, we forgot to see our brother goodbye!"

"Hey, it seems so!"

Fortunately, there are candied haws and signatures, which is a lot of comfort.

The two who have left don't know the follow-up from the little girls.

When I returned to the hotel, there were still three skewers of candied haws, which was really hard to eat. Someone didn't like to eat them, so they gave them to the ladies at the front desk of the hotel.

The staff at home can be regarded as a treat!

It was nearly ten o'clock, Jiang Tingxu took a shower and his hair came out of the bathroom. The hair was half-dry, and it was completely dry when it was cool.

Girls, I must be missing a lot of skin care every day.

He slapped his face in various ways.

Mo Boyuan closed his notebook, got up, took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

After going in for a while, I heard a call coming.

In the next second, I heard my wife's voice:

"Ningning? Why don't you sleep so late?"

The little guy was really very aggrieved on the phone:

"Mom, why don't you and Dad take Ningning with you?"

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"Good boy, mom and dad have things to deal with, wait for next time, next time you come out again, okay?"

"What's the matter?"

"Children don't ask so much about adults. Go to bed soon. There are still a lot of lessons tomorrow."

Speaking of this, the little man is even more wronged:

"Mom, can you let Dad reduce some courses?"

With so many lessons, Ningning is almost dead, and she has no time to play.

Ah.

"No."

This matter was approved by Jiang Tingxu.

Therefore, even if the little guy complains to his mother pitifully, it is impossible to reduce the course.

Who made this little kid's idle time at home hurt and messed up things?

"Okay, okay, go to bed quickly, mother is dead."

Seeing that there is no play on my mother's side, the little guy has no choice:

"Oh, good night, mom."

Speaking of the end, the voice caused a little bit of crying.

Jiang Tingxu ended the call manually, otherwise, he might really not bear it.

Yuncheng, the old house of the Mo family, after the little man hung up the phone, he looked very bad.

Finally, he climbed upstairs with a calm face and rushed into the room.

Lie on the bed, all kinds of rolling and biting fingers.

I don't know how long it took before I finally fell asleep.

The next day.

While still asleep, the phone rang.

Jiang listened to Xu in a daze to answer the call:

"Hello there!"

"Girl Jiang? It's me, Xie Zhiming."

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Opened his eyes suddenly:

"Uncle Xie?"