Ye Musong's hand, Peipei regained "freedom".

"Daddy, we're almost done playing. Why don't we go to dinner?" Peipei pulls the sweat towel around his neck and laughs with Mo Shen.

Ye Mu is stepping on the football and hasn't kicked a ball.

"Why do you want to withdraw as soon as I come up?" Ye Mu is discontented and glances at Peipei. Then he looks at Mo Shen.

Mo Shen receives ye Mu's line of sight. He rubs his little finger slightly at the temple and says, "kick for another half an hour?"

"Good."

"Daddy..." Peipei made a protest.

Fengfeng drinks water and bumps into Peipei: "it's nothing to kick with mummy for a while."

"Playing football with Mommy, and the joy of sports." Peipei cleared his throat and complained in a low voice.

He doesn't have an opinion about his mother, but about sports. He doesn't like to be with Ye Mu and Bao Mei. These two are treasures of the family. As long as they are there, sports will lose their original fun, and almost everyone will accommodate them and coax them. They these men are completely when accompany kick, not only want to lose, also act like, can't be seen by them flaw. If you see the flaw, you have to cover it up.

Peipei plays the most frequently and performs the best, which makes Ye Mu and Bao Mei feel that Peipei is the best of the three, and they are most willing to practice with Peipei.

This kind of thing that coaxes them to be happy, but hurts their self-esteem, he is afraid now. If the play is not good, he is sorry for his career. If the play is too good, he is sorry for his athletic talent.

"Peipei, aren't you afraid?" At this time, when he didn't want to kick, his mother had already issued a provocation to him.

Peipei, holding the towel around his neck in both hands, was shocked and blurted out: "why am I afraid? I don't play worse than my brother. Let's have a look. "

With that, Peipei grabbed the ball at the foot of Ye mu with a whirl.

Ye Mu light smile, finishing a hair band, Chong Mo deep and Feng Feng waved, a family of four together on the field.

Pei peimao has made great efforts to prove his talent in football.

However, Peipei lost the first goal. He could have touched the ball, but he was used to acting and subconsciously gave it to Ye mu.

Ye Mu quickly and lightly scored a goal, Fengfeng did not mean to obstruct.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?" Pei Pei yells. He clearly sees that Fengfeng deliberately gives it to Ye mu.

Feng Feng shrugged, his face just as usual.

Ye muchong raises Peipei's chin and signals Pei Pei to catch up with him as soon as possible.

Pei Pei ran over angrily. It must be that his play is always so good that ye Mu really thinks that he plays poorly and is full of confidence.

Peipei admitted that his skill was not bad, but he didn't beat Ye mu.

Although he has the problem of getting used to the ball, he did his best to play. Why did he lose? He was very depressed.

Is he used to let the ball lead to backwardness, or did ye Mu make progress in this kind of comity?

Peipei made a lot of comments before the competition, but now he lost. Ye Mu came over arrogantly, and he didn't even raise his head.

"It doesn't matter. You're still young. You'll have a chance to beat me in the future." Ye Mu patted Peipei's shoulder and said that it was like comfort, but he added a laugh: "ha ha ha."

That sounds like ridicule.

Peipei immediately tore down Ye Mu: "Mom, you really didn't see that I was deliberately letting you?"

“???” Ye Mu did not make a sound, but a question mark on his face.

"My father and brother are afraid that you will lose, so we negotiated to let you Peipei shrugged his shoulders and looked like he didn't want to tell the secret: "so, in recent months, you and your sister have won games. In fact, they are all fake. We played them all."

Ye Mu looks at Peipei with a smile. He can't help but pick up the three people and swim around.

"Are you letting me?" Ye Mu asked Feng Feng.

Fengfeng is a professional, and he can't lie. He can't cheat her.

"No Fengfeng denied it, but didn't even think about it.

Ye Mu nodded with satisfaction and looked at Peipei's eyes with sympathy: "Pei Pei, it's not a shame to lose."

"No..." Peipei quickly denies it and looks at Fengfeng: "brother, why don't you tell the truth?"

"I'm telling the truth." Fengfeng didn't watch Peipei at all while playing the ball.

"Fengfeng has never lost to me, he has never let me." Ye Mu added a piece of evidence.

Pei Pei said: "that's because I'm a professional. I'm not. I'm good at performing dishes."

He is telling the truth. At the beginning, the father and son agreed that his poor technology is the safest way to avoid Ye Mu's suspicion.

But now, it's clear that the other two sold him.

Peipei's eyes moved to Mo Shen and gave up without asking.

Alas, as ye Mu's husband, his father is totally unconditional maintenance, so he won't help him."Why do you think baomei and I like playing with you most?" Ye Mu asked Peipei with a smile.

Peipei wiped the sweat on his forehead, but he said, "because I'm the best."

"Ha ha ha, so you know." Ye Mu retaliated and added.

Peipei's psychological quality is clear to her. It's OK to say more.

Pei Pei Fu Er, originally the three of them calculated Ye mu, how could he feel that he was calculated by others?

In this competition, Peipei's physical strength was exhausted. After a meal of nutrition stew, he went back to his bedroom and basically went to bed.

The next day, Peipei was ready to enter the group.

Ye Mu has a job and has no time to accompany Peipei to prepare for a new role. He doesn't know about Peipei's preparation. However, in the next few days, Peipei's fans published many recent business photos of Peipei. Pei Pei's mental state looks very good, and there is no negative emotion on his face. This still reassures Ye mu. At least, it proves that the words she and Peipei said before were not in vain.

"I heard Peipei say that you are good at football?"

Ye Mu is making up backstage. Ji An pushes the door and jokes.

Ye Mu chuckles and is not surprised that Ji'an knows about his family.

The family never regarded Ji'an as an outsider. Peipei had the most contact with Ji'an and shared with her about her daily life.

"What did Fengfeng tell you about me?" Ye Mu rubs his neck and quietly accepts the makeup artist's brush to swim on his face and asks Ji'an.

Ji'an's banter became more and more obvious: "do you want to hear the good part or the bad part?"

"Does this son of a bitch still speak ill of me?" Ye Mu is slightly excited and asks sideways.

"Ha ha ha." Ji'an couldn't help laughing: "you can understand bad words as praise."

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