MTL - Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories-Chapter 3108 Fanwai 29 old night, you are not worthy

Chapter 3108, outside the 29th night, you are not worthy

The children's painting went to Mu Yuan after turning around in the family.

Mu family this year, the whole family returned to the A city for the New Year, except Mu Dabo to insist on the post, half a month before the vacation. Mu Huai and Mu Wei don't know much about children's paintings, some are strangers.

"Call brother!" The child painted a game machine, Mu Hao cheered, "Brother, you are my brother!"

After grinding the game console that his father had not bought for a long time, he finally got his hand.

The last time Grandma secretly bought it, he was confiscated by Mu Yuan.

Mu Huai is also very happy.

Mu Yuan, "..."

Two stinky boys!

"Children's paintings are coming..." Lao Mu came out from the inside, and then stared at the children's painting for a moment, "?"

"What's wrong, Grandpa Mu, isn't I handsome enough?"

Lao Mu glanced at the down jacket he was wrapped in. "I just want to ask, are you not cold?"

"not cold!"

Lao Mu glanced at the sports car outside. "How old are you? I remember that I have no adulthood. Do you have a driver's license?"

Mu Yuan, "..."

Children's paintings, "Hey, Grandpa Mu, you can't see that I am dressed up as an eye-catching person and immediately become a suspected suspect from a good eye." I am very wronged."

When I first came out, I wanted to talk to him often.

"I am an adult, just eighteen, just got the driver's license last month." Children's paintings blinked and talked, and quickly turned to the topic, "Little, play the game?"

"Yes, it will... not so." He seemed to have made it for a while, he didn't know how to make it, he looked at him in a hurry, and he was not afraid of being born. He ran awkwardly. "Brother, I like you very much." Help me."

Mu Yuan, "..."

I just can't see it!

The old Mu family has warmth, because the city of A is cold and cold, the old Mu's joints are not very good, the interior has a radiator, warm and dry, the old Mu came out to take off the down jacket, Mu Huai and Mu Wei and the game machine to play Up.

The night tomb was reported to Lao Mu two years ago, and the children's paintings were to join the army. So Lao Mu signed up for the children's painting two years ago, and then became a special force training. Now, looking at the young man, he is thinking, he has to tear the contract and still have time. ?

If the children's paintings have passed the three professional degrees of national defense, they are the captains of the army.

Whose captain is pierced and tattooed?

Mu Yuan studied his tattoos. "What is this? Hey?"

"Yes, hey."

"Why not the Qinglong White Tiger?"

"That is the underworld."

Mu Yuanzheng said, "I think it is similar to the underworld."

The main color is blue, the tail is a bit orange, it is cool.

The children's drawing helped Xiao Xiao and Xiao Huai to install the game machine and found a few simple games for them to play. "Uncle Xiaoyuan, have you not tattooed when you were young?"

Mu Yuan thought of his tattoo and got stuck.

Lao Mu, "What? Do you have a tattoo?"

"I didn't!" Mu Yuan took the initiative.

Mama’s mother was very kind and gave them fruit bowls and nuts. “I haven’t seen children’s paintings for several years, and the changes are really big.”

"The boy's eighteen changes." The children's paintings blinked, and the elders were very good. "I have been away for a few years. My grandmother has no change at all. The face is smooth and tender. Go out and say that you are my mother?"

Mama’s mother was exaggerated.

Old Mu dark, this flattering!

Not at all like the night tomb.

"I have selected a few departments for you. You can see which one you want to enter." Mu Yuan took out a form that had already been prepared. Lao Mu wanted to test the skills of children's paintings. "You trained for a few years, how are the results? ?"

The children's paintings are implicitly smiling. "Is there a problem with playing the night?"

Lao Mu looked blank. "Who is the old night, what is the pride of swaying the old man."

Children's paintings share the same feelings. "Also, he is such a fast thirty-seven. It is indeed an old man for me. I am not worthy of my opponent."

Mu Yuan, "..."

Lao Mu, "..."

Hahaha, the night tomb heart disease is not good!

(End of this chapter)