Raising you this small stuff

Mo Yi Cheng's hand shook with shock and almost couldn't hold the phone.

May Sow is not much surprised, squatting down, picking up the bouquet, sniffing, "good fragrance, this is for me?"

Mo Yi Cheng returned to his senses, "Yes ...... is for you."

Wish Suo happily hugged the bouquet, "What kind of flower is this? I have not seen it before."

Mo Yi Cheng also did not look closely before, fixed his eyes and said, "Champagne roses."

"Champagne roses." May Suo love it. Mo Yi Cheng gave a gift, wishing to give back, but he turned around and found that the whole house except for himself are bought by Mo Yi Cheng. The first thing you need to do is to put the flowers on the coffee table and run to your bedroom, open the bottom drawer of your desk and take out two sheets, think about it and take out a few more, hesitate and send the two nearest ones back. Then only hold the paper and run out.

Mo Yi Cheng took the tangled little expression of Wish So in his eyes, and has vaguely guessed what Wish So cherished so much.

"This ...... is a gift for Mo Yi Cheng." The paper was placed on the transmission bar of the system wall somewhat clumsily, and when he let go of his hand, he saw the paper suspended in the air, while two option buttons appeared: transmit OR return

The first thing you can do is rub your hands together nervously and click transmit.

A little light from the phone screen, Mo Yi Cheng eyes were shaken a little, subconsciously covered his eyes, and then opened his eyes, the table beside him has been more than a few sheets of paper, uneven, some is the recent Mo Yi Cheng bought professional drawing paper, some is the early wish sow to collect the wrapping paper. A total of five pieces.

Mo Yi Cheng picked up the paper and turned it over, and the paper was clearly painted with Mo Yi Cheng. From the first meeting, there is even him in costume, must be drawn down from the stills, not including the portrait of Mo Yi Cheng on the microblogging has already collected the home clothes, must be afraid that he recognized it did not take out.

Mo Yi Cheng looked through one by one, wishing that the small fist of Soso clenched tighter and tighter.

"I ...... I'm not good at drawing, but in a few days there will be art class, I will study carefully." Wantso is a little nervous.

Mo Yi Cheng clutched the portrait, his eyes sunken, his face softened and said, "You drew very well, I like it very much."

Winsor finally relaxed and smiled gently.

Mo Yi Cheng took pictures of several of Wantso's drawings and stored them in his phone, then put the original drawings in the safe in his study and put them away.

At 10:30 that night, the microblogging site was again a microblogging site by Mo Yi Cheng, which made a lot of waves.

Mo Yi Cheng's microblog: The painting is very good, thank you. (With a smiley face)

The picture below is a painting by Wish So.

"Ahhhhhhhhhh front row!" "The painting is beautiful you are more beautiful!" "Envy flop ~ ~ cry ~" "Is the second one painted on the wrapper of XX French fries?" "This painting style how to look so familiar?"

The fans - Sherlock Holmes - sister late night work, after careful non-professional reasoning investigation, and finally will wish to sow's previously sent pictures of the microblogging dig out. And a teacher from an art college came forward to guarantee that after her professional identification and screening, this is definitely a person's painting!

The followers of the microblogging site quickly rose from four to five digits, and some people even began to speculate that the blogger was acquainted with Mo Yi Cheng, otherwise how did Mo Yi Cheng get the first-hand drawings? And obviously the painting skills are average, but Mo Yi Cheng is partial to a lot.

The detectives worked all night, with dark circles under their eyes in the early hours of the morning before they went to sleep ......

The next day, the wish to get up as usual, click into the microblogging was shocked, how can there be so many private letters, Aite, fans?

The first thing you need to do is look for the @ and it turns out that Mo Yi Cheng posted his drawings to Weibo. Although frightened by the enthusiasm of netizens, Mo Yi Cheng was exceptionally satisfied and joyful about his public affirmation called Wish So. And this joy from the heart, directly translated into the "intimacy value" with the player.

Mo Yi Cheng sleepy-eyed to see the system notification of the "elf goodness +20" mood, turned over and looked askance at the hands and feet to deal with the microblogging of the small fat pier mood.

This time breakfast Mo Yi Cheng directly asked Chen Zheng to bring two copies over, and then one of them sent into the game with the [transmission] function.

"Have a taste, specially asked Chen Jiao to go to the eastern district to buy crab yellow buns, soy milk also drink some." Mo Yi Cheng always suspected that the food he made was not good, so with the transmission function he couldn't wait to send in the real food.

May Suo bring a good small apron, sitting at the table, seriously bite a bite of crab yellow bread.

Mo Yi Cheng watched with some anticipation.

"Well, it's delicious." May Suo let out an exclamation.

Mo Yi Cheng was satisfied and said, "Eat more if it's good."

"Mmmmm, super delicious, almost catch up with Mo Yi Cheng you make small meat buns!" May Soso lick the oil at the corner of his mouth, heartfelt sigh.

Although I don't know if the little one loves the house, but Mo Yi Cheng is still very satisfied with Dudu's subconscious exclamation, and the idea of taking out some meals to taste while Wanso is not at home.

Two people across the screen after eating breakfast, wishing Soso's school bus arrived on time, Mo Yi Cheng helped him put the new small school bag on his back, instructed a, "If you encounter bad things to know how to find help, to seek the help of classmates, teachers, and then also must let me know, got it?" Although also want to add a small fist to greet him, but look at the wish sow white bread like a small fist, or forget ......

But everyone was very nice to me, saying I was the cutest junior elf in years. When class is over everyone is competing to poke my face it, gently poke, not at all painful, said they grabbed the white elastic face."

Mo Yi Cheng's face is slightly sunken. Again, from worrying about wishing sow being bullied, into worrying about wishing sow being taken advantage of ......

"...... poking the face is also not okay."

"...... Oh, then ...... that won't let them poke."

Surely there are a lot of people poking?

"Well, go on, don't be late." Mo Yi Cheng said.

The school bus only waited three minutes, waved goodbye to Mo Yi Cheng, and then opened the door and ran towards the school bus.

Mo Yi Cheng's eyes kept sending Winsor's back out of sight.

This time the long bow has been waiting at the door for Wantso, see him running over with short legs, and directly reach out his hand, pulled the person into the car.

The car door automatically closed, and then whistled away.

The people in the car or yesterday's position, Su Yi today no class her position empty, the gloomy boy is still in the rear corner, looking out the window without speaking, glanced at the wish sow, the face became more gloomy.