"Big brother. ”

Seeing Nangong Jue, Mo Xin felt that she had seen a savior, and then rushed over and hugged his thigh.

The domineering momentum on Nangong Jue's body immediately softened a lot at the moment when Mo Xin hugged his thighs.

As soon as Mo Qian walked over, he met the death-like eyes of the eldest brother.

"Play by yourself. ”

"Okay. Mo Tian was so frightened that he ran out.

Mo Xin ran to her brother's room, and the third brother didn't seem to be doing his homework.

She walked over and tugged at his sleeve: "Third brother." ”

Mo Ming turned her head sideways and showed a bewitching handsome face, smiling at Mo Xin, and instantly she was as gorgeous as a woman, Mo Xin scolded secretly, what a goblin.

"Want to know?" Mo Xin nodded immediately.

Mo Ming immediately took away the hand she was holding, and Mo Xin's little head instantly leaned over.

"Wow......" She looked at the painting that Mo Ming had drawn in the notebook, which was very beautiful.

"Am I the little girl with black wings in the middle?" Mo Xin asked with a pair of sparkling eyes.

Mo Ming gently knocked Mo Xin's head: "We only have a baby sister like you in our family, of course it's you." ”

Mo Xin looked at the fairy tale-like sketch, although there was no color, only the color of the pencil, but the characters in the painting were expressive and beautiful.

Four handsome angels in black are domineering like demons, evil like demons, gentle as gods and warm as yang.

The four different angel heads turn in different directions, but the wings are in the same position, wrapping a little girl tightly under the wings.

"It's too warm, it's okay for my brother to give it to me. Mo Xin was very happy, and suddenly felt that she was saving the galaxy, which is why she was happy now.

Mo Ming directly gave the book to Mo Xin: "New one, wait for you to go to school as a homework book." ”

Mo Xin opened the book, and the first page was the picture.

Nangong Jue has been black-faced, and this sister seems to be about to be bought by Mo Ming's kid.

At that time, he said: "Mo Ming, give you a task." ”

Mo Ming was stunned for a moment and looked at her eldest brother.

At this moment, Mo Xin had been dragged over by Nangong Jue.

Then I listened to Nangong Jue say: "After Xinxin goes to school, you have to draw illustrations for her on the first page of each homework book." ”

Mo Xin was happy and stunned at the time, this is very good, Brother Mo Ming's paintings are really good-looking.

The corners of Mo Ming's mouth twitched slightly, and every homework book was drawn?

He bowed his head silently, not wanting to speak at the moment, resolutely not wanting to speak.

"Xinxin come here. Mo Han beckoned at Mo Xin.

Mo Xin immediately ran over, took off her shoes, climbed onto the bed and sat beside Mo Han.

Mo Han pulled the quilt and covered Mo Xin, hugged her with one hand and said, "Do you know what this is?"

Mo Xin looked at the book, which was a medical book, with a diagram of the structure of the heart drawn on it.

And there are many points marked by Mo Han, to be honest, Mo Xin can't understand it.

Mo Xin wanted to say that she knew, but after thinking about it, few people in this era had ever seen a heart structure diagram.

So he shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

"This is the heart of the human body. As he spoke, Mo Han took Mo Xin's hand and placed it on his heart: "The heart grows here." ”

Mo Xin blinked, the second brother has the potential to be sultry!

cough cough cough ......

Thinking too much, she was only five years old, and she was picking up yarn.

Nangong Jue's breath suddenly became a little colder.

He didn't speak, just pursed his lips and went back to his bed half-lying down to read.

Mo Han lowered his head to Mo Xin's big sparkling eyes, and he didn't know why he always felt a sense of familiarity.

Suddenly, he said: "Third child, how do I think Xinxin is a little like you." ”

When Mo Ming heard this, he immediately leaned over and asked, "Where is it like?"

"The shape of the mouth, the upturned all the time, as if smiling, looks like a cherry. ”