Chapter 1107

When Qiao Zhen and Kong Mingming come downstairs with yeziyan, an xiaonuan just begins to write.

She looked up for the people in the room and found that she was the only one left.

What about people?

It took a moment for her to remember that she was painting on the rooftop.

She also has some ideas that she wants to communicate with them. Let's go and have a look.

So she stood up, ready to go to the roof to have a look.

Just as she got up, the door was knocked.

"Mom, we're back!" Night smoke a door ran to an small warm side said.

An xiaonuan helps her smooth her hair which is disturbed by the wind, and then asks, "how about finding the flower you like?"

"Found it!" Yeziyan said happily.

"Then how did you get down? Do you want to draw with a drawing book? " Ann asked.

So, know daughter Mo ruo mother, an xiaonuan suddenly guessed the idea of yeziyan.

When her voice fell to the ground, yeziyan looked at her expectantly and asked, "Mom, can we go up and draw? Will it disturb your aunt and your work? "

In the morning, yeziyan thought that her mother brought her to the company to play, but when she saw her mother sitting on the computer desk, she knew that her mother came to work.

That's why she's obsessed with painting.

She didn't want to distract her mother.

Grandma said that if she delayed other people's working hours, other people could have done things during the day. Once she delayed, she would have to work overtime until night, and could not sleep. She would have to get up to work the next day.

What a pity.

She didn't want to keep her mother awake.

An xiaonuan said with a smile: "yes, it won't delay our work. We can draw on it later."

It just happened that she needed the venue, too.

An xiaonuan calls Qiu Linrui and asks her to arrange for several people to move a table. Then she leads Ziyan to Qiao Zhen and Kong Mingming and says, "this is your USB flash disk. You go to take your laptop with you. Let's go to the rooftop."

She said, and put the things in her hands into the hands of two people.

Kong Mingming asked, "do you need to bring a Sketchpad?"

An xiaonuan thought, nodded and said, "take it with you."

Maybe later.

So they went back to the office to pick up their computers.

As soon as an xiaonuan finished speaking, he was about to take yeziyan upstairs when the phone in his pocket rang.

It's Qiu Linrui.

Is there something wrong with moving the table?

She answered the phone: "Hello, Linrui."

On the other end of the phone, it's not Qiu Linrui's voice, but

"Hello, Auntie an, this is mo ziyao. Where is sister Ziyan?" Mo ziyao's happy voice came from the phone.

An xiaonuan looks at the phone immediately.

Is it her illusion? Isn't ziyao going to have a class today? Why did you call at this time?

It's just that the number on the phone call is Qiu Linrui.

She wanted to reconfirm, but the person on the other end of the phone was worried: "aunt ANN, are you there? Where are you? I'll find you

Sister Ziyan, I'm here!

Mo ziyao's voice was so loud that yeziyan also heard it.

She looked up and asked, "is it brother ziyao?"

An xiaonuan nodded to her: "yes." Then he said to the other end of the phone, "we are in the design room. Please ask aunt Qiu to bring you here."

I don't know how he came here, but I can't leave him alone in the office.

So the two people who were going to go upstairs sat back on the sofa.

Taking advantage of this time, an xiaonuan asked yeziyan, "Ziyan, do you like painting?"

Before she gave Ziyan interest class, she didn't ask Ziyan's opinion. She just chose a few popular choices.

But today, she found that Ziyan seems to like painting very much.

So she wanted to ask what she thought of smoking all at once.

Compared with those skills and expertise, she hopes Ziyan can be happy.

Yeziyan nodded and said, "I like it!"

She likes little flowers very much. She likes colorful watercolor pens very much. She prefers her own paintings. She can draw everything she likes!

"Will mom sign you up for a painting class?" Ann asked.

"Is it possible to play with many children as it is now?" The night Son smoke asks a way.

In her opinion, the current English interest class is to sit in a big house and play with a group of children.

That's right, so an xiaonuan nodded and said, "yes, it's almost the same as now, but it's not talking to the children, but drawing with them.""OK, I like it. Thank you, mom!" An xiaonuan said happily.

Mother and daughter chatted for a while, and the door of the design room was opened.

"Sister Ziyan! Auntie Ann! Here I am Mo ziyao's voice came from the door.

Yeziyan, who was just sitting quietly, jumped off the sofa: "brother ziyao!"

Finally a good friend came, she is not playing alone.

And it's her best brother ziyao!

An xiaonuan stands up with a smile and stands in front of yeziyan, separating Mo ziyao who is preparing to hold yeziyan.

"Ziyao, it seems that today is not a holiday. Why are you here? Do you want me to call your dad and ask him? " Playing truant is not a good phenomenon. We can't get used to it.

Unexpectedly, Mo ziyao said confidently: "I asked for leave. My father knows. Aunt an doesn't have to worry. I'm not skipping class."

After talking to her, he put down the bag on his back, took out a bottle of milk from it and handed it to yeziyan: "come on, Ziyan, this is your favorite milk. You drink one bottle first. There are two bottles in brother's bag."

As a result, the milk in his hand and the starlight in his smiling eyes accelerated Mo ziyao's heart.

An xiaonuan looks at these two children who are just like no one else. It's really helpless.

Just as he was about to say a few more words, Mo ziyao handed one thing to himself.

An xiaonuan looked down and saw that it was actually her favorite milk tea.

She pursed her lips, and a tangle flashed in her heart.

Two villains fight in her mind:

Xiaobai: this child is so sensible that he should not play truant for no reason, right?

Xiao Hei: No, no matter what the reason is, if you don't go to school well, you are not a good child!

Seeing her like this, Mo ziyao remembered what his mother said when she put the milk tea in her hand.

"If aunt Ann doesn't answer, you say that this milk tea has three parts of sugar and double ingredients."

Although he did not know what it meant, Mo ziyao knew that his mother would not pit herself.

So he said, "Auntie ANN, this cup of milk tea has three parts of sugar and double ingredients."

Wen Yan, an xiaonuan's eyes brightened, and the little black in his mind disappeared immediately.

"Well, ziyao is so good. Take Ziyan upstairs. Let's go upstairs and draw." An xiaonuan said while taking over the milk tea.

Hoo hoo, the taste of this milk tea is so perfect!

In his heart, Mo ziyao silently thanks his God for helping his father and mother.

Although he was forced by his father to see a doctor with him this weekend, and by his mother to eat her new dishes, he finally met Ziyan's sister!

None of this matters!

Put all these ideas behind him, then he took yeziyan's hand and said, "go, sister Ziyan, brother, take you to paint!"

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