"What are you afraid of? If he dares to put on a sack, I will beat him to death. How can I be afraid of him, a mere half-baked person?" Zhou Xiao was holding a mobile phone and looking at the picture that her little darling Zhou Qihan had drawn for her. She looked at it happily and comforted An Yue.
"Little ancestor, can you please behave yourself? Have you forgotten what Sister Xue told me before she left?" An Yue begged her. She didn't know whether to be happy or sad to meet such a straightforward artist.
Since Chen Xue is a gold medal agent, she must have more than one artist under her. Staying here for a week is already the limit, so she left a week ago.
Did he really tell her to behave herself before he left? Zhou Xiao felt a little guilty, but immediately stood up again.
I didn't provoke him, but he insisted on bullying me. If I don't fight back, I'm not a human being!
But seeing An Yue's worried look, Zhou Xiao could only agree first, "Okay, okay, I promise you, I will ignore him today and treat him as air. I won't take the initiative to provoke him, that's all, okay?"
"That's good enough!" An Yue was satisfied.
"Okay, let's stop talking about annoying people. Come on, let me show you the picture my baby drew for me. Ding ding ding ding, isn't it very, very similar to me?"
Zhou Xiao held the phone in front of An Yue like he was presenting a treasure, and let her look at the photos in the phone.
An Yue took a closer look and couldn't help but twitch the corners of her mouth.
How can you, with your blind eyes, think that this abstract stick figure looks so similar?
"How is it?" Zhou Xiao looked at An Yue expectantly, waiting for her to praise her baby.
An Yue gritted her teeth and said, "Yes, very... similar!" She squeezed out the word "like" with difficulty.
"Yeah, yeah, I told you my baby is the best in the world. Not only is he smart, but he's also great at drawing. He's the best!" Zhou Xiao held his phone again, admiring the paintings of little Zhou Qihan, openly slacking off.
An Yue turned her head away, unable to bear to watch. Is it true that all mothers have an eight-hundred-meter-thick filter for their children? Even the tough Xiaoxiao is like this. It's terrible!
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