For the next few nights, Tuanzi would count on her fingers before going to sleep, then take her pencil and mark circles on the calendar.
I didn't expect that there were already six circles on the calendar, and with today, that makes seven.
There hasn't been a single piece of news about it for the past seven days.
That's true. Military exercises are classified as military secrets, so naturally no news will be leaked out. Even if there is news, it will be after the military exercises are over.
Ye Wanying has finished revising the manuscript and sent it out. Now, she is just waiting for a reply from the newspaper.
"Sweetie, what about there?"
Someone bounced out of the room: "Here it is! Here it is!"
Forehead?
What the heck? What are those multicolored things on that face?
Ye Wanying couldn't help but cough a few times: "Honey, what kind of art are you doing?"
To her surprise, the ghost with its face painted in all sorts of colors suddenly ran towards her. Ye Wanying immediately jumped up from her chair and hopped to the side.
The little dumpling, who hadn't succeeded in pinging, grumbled several times: "Mommy, you're disgusted with me!"
Oh, so you knew that too.
However, Ye Wanying certainly couldn't be so direct; that would be too much of a blow to her son's fragile heart.
"Cough cough, no way, would your mother ever dislike you, right?"
I honestly don't mind at all, it's just that the colorful face is...
Hmm, what's wrong?
You should know that the crystal cores of zombies, from level one to the highest level, are all seven-colored. So, seeing such a mass suddenly appear is just a physical reflex.
"Really?" Clearly, the guy didn't quite believe it. After being fooled so many times, he should be more careful.
Ye Wanying immediately nodded sincerely: "Really, really, more precious than pearls! You are Mommy's darling! More precious than your father!"
Sure enough, Tuanzi immediately became happy: "Yes, Mommy is the most precious person in Tuanzi's heart too."
Ye Wanying still felt awkward: "Son, just stand there and don't move, okay?"
"Why?"
Why are there so many questions?
"Ahem...Can you tell Mom why you draw these things on your face?"
I'm really curious, could it be that the little guy has really reached the age where even cats and dogs would dislike him, around two or three years old?
Wow, really?
Tuanzi had no idea that her mother had thought so much, and naturally replied, "Mommy, I'm putting on makeup. Look, the green eyebrows and red lips are so pretty!"
Forehead....
And your yellow ears, blue nose, and blue-rimmed eyes, hehe...
It's really great, it's incredibly creative.
If it's just about looking good, it's completely unrelated, okay?
Ye Wanying's lips twitched violently: "Why are you putting on makeup? It's not like we're going to a party!"
Tuanzi hummed in agreement: "Of course it's not part! We're having a competition to see who draws the best!"
Huh? A competition?
I see, this was probably caused by those "little rascals" in the family compound again, right?
However, Ye Wanying wouldn't interfere. Why should she interfere with a child's playful antics? Had he done anything wrong? She secretly took out her camera from her spatial storage and snapped several pictures of her adorably silly son!
Haha, these will definitely be embarrassing moments for my son years later!
Little did Tuanzi know that she had been tricked by her own mother again, and that she would continue to be tricked even after she grew up!
"Mommy, you still haven't said whether it looks good or not?" the child couldn't help but remind her again!
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