Doctor Jiang Struggles To Survive Every Day

  Chapter 967 Can you take a group photo?

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   "Sister, can you take a photo?" the fan asked weakly.

After hearing Xu heard this, Jiang was also taken aback.

  It’s just that a certain man spoke out first:

   "No! But you can sign!"

  The answer in the previous part is regrettable for a few little girls.

  When I heard the word but, sure enough, I was very happy all of a sudden.

  Mo Boyuan did not agree to take the photo together, naturally because he knew that his little wife did not want to be recognized, so he refused.

  I also saw that the little wife was very friendly to the little girls, and seemed to like it very much, so I added a signature at the end.

  唰唰唰, after signing the little girls one by one, the little girls actually still want to sign, and Mo Boyuan also agreed.

  After signing, the couple are ready to leave.

  After all, there are a lot of people here now, if you are recognized again, it may be in trouble.

   "Goodbye sister."

  "Goodbye~"

  Until the two disappeared, the little girl suddenly said:

   "Oh, we just said goodbye to my sister, we forgot to see my brother goodbye!"

   "Hey, it seems to be!"

  Fortunately, there are candied haws and signatures, which is a lot of comfort.

  The two who have left do not know the follow-up on the little girls' side.

  When I returned to the hotel, there were still three skewers of candied haws, and I couldn’t eat them. Someone didn’t like to eat them, so they gave them to the ladies at the front desk of the hotel.

  Own staff, it can be regarded as a treat!

  It was almost ten o'clock. Jiang Tingxu had his hair coming out of the bathroom after taking a shower. The hair was half-dried, and it was completely dry after cooling down.

  Girls, I definitely lack a lot of skin care every day.

  Slap, slap, all kinds of slapped faces.

  Mo Boyuan closed his notebook, got up, took his pajamas and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

  After going in for a while, I heard a call coming.

  The next second, I heard my wife’s voice:

   "Ningning? Why don't you sleep so late?"

  Sure enough, the little guy was very, very aggrieved on the phone:

   "Mom, why don't you and Dad take Ningning with you?"

Forehead.

  "Hey, mom and dad have something to deal with, wait until next time, will you be brought out next time?"

   "What's the matter?"

  "Don’t ask the children so much about adults, and go to bed soon. There are still a lot of lessons tomorrow."

  Speaking of this, the little man is even more aggrieved:

   "Mom, can you let Dad reduce some lessons?"

  With so many lessons, Ningning is almost too busy to have time to play.

Ah.

"Can not."

  This matter was approved by Jiang Tingxu.

  So, even if the little guy complains to his mother pitifully, it is impossible to reduce the course.

  Who made this little kid’s old time at home hurt and mess things up?

   "It's okay, it's okay, hurry up to go to bed, mom is dead."

   Seeing mom’s side is nothing, the little guy can’t help it:

   "Oh, good night mom."

  Speaking of the end, the voice was pitiful with a little bit of crying.

  Jiang Tingxu ended the call manually, otherwise, he might really not bear it.

  Cloud City, at the old house of the Mo family, after the little man hung up the phone, the whole person looked very bad.

  Finally, he climbed upstairs with a calm face and rushed into the room.

   Lie on the bed, all kinds of rolling and biting fingers.

  I don’t know how long it took before I finally fell asleep.

  The next day.

  Still asleep, the phone rang.

  Jiang listened to Xu dumbly answering the call:

"Hello!"

   "Girl Jiang? It's me, Xie Zhiming."

Forehead?

   suddenly opened his eyes:

   "Uncle Xie?"

  (End of this chapter)