Chapter 152 Close your eyes, you look like my father is talking

   "Well, my original school principal's name is Gong Fan."

   "..." Mo Si chuckled, "It turned out to be him."

   "Black hole do you know him?"

"heard about it."

  A bad deserter who came from a military academy got into the land of education and became a principal?

  Are all the people in the learning center blind?

  Mosi was obviously depressed, and Jiang Qiuqiu didn't discuss this with him anymore.

  After waiting on the spot for a while, Mo Si got angry, "I know these things, thank you for your hard work."

   "...Why do you say that suddenly?"

   "I'm going out to live independently at such a young age."

   "Pump." Jiang Qiuqiu listened to this deep tone and smiled: "Black hole, why do you say that, it looks like you are very big."

   "I am older than you."

   "I know." Jiang Qiuqiu looked up and down Mosi, "You do look three or four years older than me."

   "More than just."

   "Then it's four or five years old at most. The face is so much bigger at most, it's impossible."

  Jiang Qiuqiu casually said, and when he saw Mo Si still rebutting, he laughed and said: "Do you want to tell me that you are a few dozen years older than me? You are forty years old this year?"

   "Doesn't it look like?"

  "Are you kidding me?" Jiang Qiuqiu hissed, "At most twenty-six, no more."

   "But sometimes if I close my eyes and talk to you, when I listen to that tone, I look very mature and steady, like my father is encouraging me, haha."

  Mosi:...

  Mosi’s expression was a bit stiff, "Your father and me talk like this?"

   "Ah...sometimes it will be a little synchronized." Suddenly, I missed my dad a little. There was a little nostalgia in Jiang Qiuqiu's eyes.

  What's the deadliest thing is to see Jiang Qiuqiu's expression when he wants to talk to him. It's the deadliest to Mosi.

  What does this prove? The little girl is not joking, she is serious.

he? dad? !

   Nonsense.

  Panda is angry!

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  At noon, everyone should be busy, and sit at the table to have lunch together.

  Mo idiom: I was tired in the morning, and I was stuttering at a long time. That speed is called a fast.

  So that Mosi, who was originally dull, couldn't help but raise his head and say: "Pay attention to the image."

  "..."

   "What are you doing?" Mo idiom swallowed what was in his mouth, "You eat such a delicious thing coldly, and you don't respect Qiuqiu too much!"

   "If you are delicious, you must eat it!"

  After speaking, she lowered her head and started to eat the food.

  Mosi still wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, Jiang Qiuqiu spoke first: “Heikong, why don’t you eat food today? Is it because I made it today that doesn’t suit your taste?”

   "No." Mo Si picked up his chopsticks, "Just thinking about things."

   "...Ah, are you still thinking about the sentence I just said?" Jiang Qiuqiu looked embarrassed, "I'm sorry, I won't say that next time."

  She did not expect Mo Si to care about age so much.

   "No, it has nothing to do with you, no need to apologize."

  "I shouldn't make a mess of metaphors."

  The two of you come and go, Mo Chengyu put down his chopsticks and looked curious, “No, don’t push and push! Can I know what happened?”

   Jiang Qiuqiu did not speak, Mo Si directly raised his head, his eyes were like a knife: "You can't."

   "Eat your meal, don't ask if you shouldn't."

  Ink idiom:...

  This time it was the real murderer.

  She gave a cry.

  The peace was restored again during the dinner, Jiang Qiuqiu looked at the scene and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

  This is probably the atmosphere between fireworks, family and friends.

very funny.

  (End of this chapter)