Chapter 1316
In his prime, Mo Chao Wen churan raised his eyebrows, as if to show off his good teaching of small milk cans.
Wen churan has to admit that in some aspects of parenting, it really needs the participation of his father.
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City B.
Bai Youran got up early in the morning and sat on the table writing something.
This is a rare thing. After all, she still likes to sleep in.
And today is Lu ziyao's rest day. She said she wanted to take her out to play, but she didn't want to.
Lu ziyao felt strange, so he stood silently behind her and read it for a long time before he understood what she was writing.
"Are you writing a script?"
He made a sudden noise, which startled Bai Youran, causing his hand to shake, and the nib left a deep mark on his notebook.
"Master, you... What are you doing? I'm scared to death!"
"Why don't you even forget to sleep and eat?"
Bai Youran reacted and hurriedly blocked his notebook with his hand. "I... I didn't write anything!"
He didn't believe it.
Lu ziyao directly grabbed Bai Youran's wrist and forcibly pulled out the notebook from under her hand.
Bai Youran suddenly stood up from his position and stamped his feet anxiously "master! Give it back! "
However, Lu ziyao was much taller than her. He held his notebook high and looked up to read. Even if she jumped up, she couldn't reach it.
Finally, he simply sat in his position again, holding his chin and sulking.
Lu ziyao looked at it and suddenly said with a smile, "I'm really writing a script. You can write it. Why are you hiding it?"
Bai Youran said angrily, "I'm not afraid of your master laughing at me!"
"Huh? Laugh at you? " Lu ziyao leaned over slowly, put his head in front of Bai leisurely, and looked at her with a smile. "It's well written. Why should I laugh at you?"
After hearing this, Bai leisurely's eyes were lit up in an instant, and he was pleasantly surprised and said, "really? Really well written? "
Lu ziyao replied, "well, I won't lie to you."
Then, the conversation turned, "but it's not well written."
Bai Youran was stunned and hurriedly turned to ask "where? What's wrong? "
Lu ziyao pointed to his notebook and looked serious. "Why did you write Sheng Zhixun into the script?"
"Ah? Sheng Zhixun? " Bai Youran was confused. "Where did I write Sheng Zhixun?"
"Do you still admit it?" Lu ziyao put his notebook in front of Bai Youran and poked a bridge section with his fingers. "Look, this little boy has a lot of silly words. It is clear that he is the prototype of Sheng Zhixun. Don't you admit it?"
"No, no, this little boy is really not the prototype of Sheng Zhixun!" Bai Youran hurriedly explained, and felt strange, "how stupid are Sheng Zhixun people?"
"He was like this before, but he has changed a lot in recent years. Don't change the subject and explain it to me! "
Seeing Lu ziyao angry, Bai Youran glanced and asked Qu Baba, "I didn't know him at all before. How can I know that others have a lot of stupid words..."
One sentence stunned Lu ziyao.
He remembered that Bai Youran, who has lost his memory, really didn't know Sheng Zhixun.
But... She has never lost her memory, but she knows Sheng Zhixun.
Has her memory begun to recover?
Lu ziyao's heart couldn't help worrying and asked, "where did you come from to write this little boy?"
Bai Youran hurriedly replied, "master, this story is all my dream."
Wen churan has to admit that in some aspects of parenting, it really needs the participation of his father.
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City B.
Bai Youran got up early in the morning and sat on the table writing something.
This is a rare thing. After all, she still likes to sleep in.
And today is Lu ziyao's rest day. She said she wanted to take her out to play, but she didn't want to.
Lu ziyao felt strange, so he stood silently behind her and read it for a long time before he understood what she was writing.
"Are you writing a script?"
He made a sudden noise, which startled Bai Youran, causing his hand to shake, and the nib left a deep mark on his notebook.
"Master, you... What are you doing? I'm scared to death!"
"Why don't you even forget to sleep and eat?"
Bai Youran reacted and hurriedly blocked his notebook with his hand. "I... I didn't write anything!"
He didn't believe it.
Lu ziyao directly grabbed Bai Youran's wrist and forcibly pulled out the notebook from under her hand.
Bai Youran suddenly stood up from his position and stamped his feet anxiously "master! Give it back! "
However, Lu ziyao was much taller than her. He held his notebook high and looked up to read. Even if she jumped up, she couldn't reach it.
Finally, he simply sat in his position again, holding his chin and sulking.
Lu ziyao looked at it and suddenly said with a smile, "I'm really writing a script. You can write it. Why are you hiding it?"
Bai Youran said angrily, "I'm not afraid of your master laughing at me!"
"Huh? Laugh at you? " Lu ziyao leaned over slowly, put his head in front of Bai leisurely, and looked at her with a smile. "It's well written. Why should I laugh at you?"
After hearing this, Bai leisurely's eyes were lit up in an instant, and he was pleasantly surprised and said, "really? Really well written? "
Lu ziyao replied, "well, I won't lie to you."
Then, the conversation turned, "but it's not well written."
Bai Youran was stunned and hurriedly turned to ask "where? What's wrong? "
Lu ziyao pointed to his notebook and looked serious. "Why did you write Sheng Zhixun into the script?"
"Ah? Sheng Zhixun? " Bai Youran was confused. "Where did I write Sheng Zhixun?"
"Do you still admit it?" Lu ziyao put his notebook in front of Bai Youran and poked a bridge section with his fingers. "Look, this little boy has a lot of silly words. It is clear that he is the prototype of Sheng Zhixun. Don't you admit it?"
"No, no, this little boy is really not the prototype of Sheng Zhixun!" Bai Youran hurriedly explained, and felt strange, "how stupid are Sheng Zhixun people?"
"He was like this before, but he has changed a lot in recent years. Don't change the subject and explain it to me! "
Seeing Lu ziyao angry, Bai Youran glanced and asked Qu Baba, "I didn't know him at all before. How can I know that others have a lot of stupid words..."
One sentence stunned Lu ziyao.
He remembered that Bai Youran, who has lost his memory, really didn't know Sheng Zhixun.
But... She has never lost her memory, but she knows Sheng Zhixun.
Has her memory begun to recover?
Lu ziyao's heart couldn't help worrying and asked, "where did you come from to write this little boy?"
Bai Youran hurriedly replied, "master, this story is all my dream."