In the evening, Li Xiang supervised Master Dou Dou to do his homework.

The teacher was painting seriously, and Dou Dou was muttering, puffing out his little face, looking very dissatisfied.

She had reason to be dissatisfied, Li Daxiang didn't go home for several days, and as soon as she got home, she forced her little sister to do her homework, making her little sister unhappy.

"When the elephant is not at home, the Lun family is so happy, and the elephant asks the Lun family to do homework, and the Lun family is so sad. After muttering for a while, Dou Dou couldn't help it, and turned back to Li Xiang and said.

Li thought: "Why are you unhappy when you do your homework, why can't the teacher be unhappy?"

Dou Dou said confidently: "Because I want to play." ”

Li thought: "I'll let you play after finishing your homework, and now you have to do your homework." ”

"Ahh

The teacher smiled and turned back to ask Li Xiang: "Pigeon, is the teacher great?"

Dou Dou puffed out his cheeks and glanced at her, but did not make a sound.

Li Xiang: "The teacher is great, what a good baby." ”

The teacher giggled and kicked his little feet under the table.

Li Xiang saw that the young lady on the side obviously showed signs of jealousy, took two steps closer, stretched out her head to look at the child's homework book, and said, "Dou Dou, what are you drawing?"

A mass of black and red lines were entwined, barely making out the face of a person.

Look at the teacher's again, the painting is of Li Gazi and Tang Mu Cat having dinner, clean and neat, where does it look like Dou Dou.

"You have to paint carefully what you are drawing, otherwise you won't be able to pass the test. Li wanted to remind Dou Dou.

This kid obviously wants to play, so the painting is born from the heart, and the painting is a mess.

Dou Dou was taken aback, sneakily glanced at his sister's painting, then looked at his own, muttered and waved the paintbrush in his hand, and worked hard, striving to play early.

Li Xiang saw that his two little sisters were concentrating on their homework, he sat on the sofa next to him, took out his mobile phone and opened Weibo, and the private message column showed 99+ letters, which were full at all times.

As the only channel that can communicate directly with idols, although I know that the probability of seeing idols is 1 in 10,000 and the probability of replying to a letter is 1 in 1 million, I still can't scare everyone's enthusiasm and send private messages one after another.

Li Xiang opened the private message column, his spirits were lifted, and Liu Jingyi, who was at the top, replied.

During the day, he sent her an apology for the scandal, and now the other party has replied.

Li wanted to browse the content of the letter, but only to see that it was written - sorry for receiving it, please don't do it again next time.

Li Xiang was ashamed for a while, he thought that Liu Jingyi was using him to hype, but he didn't expect that in the end, he used Liu Jingyi to hype. Although this is not his will, but do not look at the experience, only look at the result, the facts are already in front of him.

Li Xiang noticed that Liu Jingyi's reply was 15 minutes ago, not long after, thinking that she might still be online, so he wrote another sentence - although this is not my intention, but it did cause you a lot of trouble, I'm very sorry, this is my new album specially prepared for you, please accept it. Hope the music can bring you a good mood.

Li wanted to send a link at the same time, and behind this link was a digital album, specially prepared for Liu Jingyi, with his handwritten greetings and signature.

He did not explain the reason for the scandal, since Liu Jingyi has accepted the apology, there is no need to explain too much, so as not to backfire.

After sending it, it was quiet in the private message column, Li Xiang took the time to raise his head, his eyes moved away from the mobile phone screen, and fell on Dou Dou and Shishi, Shishi was buried in painting, his small appearance was very serious, Dou Dou was also painting, but from time to time he turned his head to look at Shishi's painting, and muttered a few words after looking at it, and then continued to paint his own.

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There was a slight sound in the mobile phone, Li Xiang retracted his gaze, looked at the mobile phone, and after the message he sent to Liu Jingyi, there was a grass green line, it was Liu Jingyi who replied to the message.

"Thank you, I accepted the heart, your song is very good, I like it very much. ”

Comes with a smiley face.

Li Xiang couldn't help but smile as well, thinking that this matter should be over like this, and thanked Liu Jingyi for her big belly.

After the teacher finished painting, he immediately called Li Xiang over to check.

The child is happy with his little hands behind his back, and seems to be very confident in his paintings, unlike another child, who is panicked, and the paintbrush in his hand is like a dancing knife and a gun, just like a poor student who is facing the handing in of the paper but has not finished the question.

Li Xiang walked to the sofa and sat down with the teacher's painting, and the teacher followed suit, standing in front of Li Xiang, looking like he was waiting for praise.

Li Xiang praised the teacher without hesitation, as he wished, and praised the children's eyebrows.

In the past, at this time, Dou Dou would always jump over as soon as possible and ask Li Xiang to praise her as well. However, now the child didn't seem to hear, and his little head almost hung down on the table, and his eyes were about to be stickers.

Looking at her appearance, I wish Li wanted to care about her, when she didn't exist.

Li wanted to walk over and stick out his head to look down at Dou Dou's painting from the air, but the child rubbed forward and blocked it.

"......," Li thought, "don't stick your head on the table, how can you draw like this, move your head away, and my brother will see what you have drawn." ”

Dou Dou raised his little head and turned his head to smirk at Li Xiang.

"Giggle something, take your hand away, don't get in the way. ”

Li Xiang felt bad, the little sister was so ashamed to see people, what did she paint

Don't paint me being struck by lightning, otherwise tonight won't be over! Li Xiang thought to himself, he was really worried that his little sister would brush the tiger's whiskers and touch the tiger's buttocks, and whether she would beat or not when the time came

Dou Dou muttered, and had to take away his little hand, and a ghost painting talisman appeared in front of Li Xiang's eyes.

Li Xiang wanted to hold his forehead with his hand, and a strange ball of lines appeared in front of him, like a ball of thread that had been tossed by a Tang Mu cat.

The only thing that made him happy was that the little sister didn't provoke him and didn't give him a dilemma.

"Explain it, explain it, what is this painting" Li Xiang said in a soothing tone, which seemed to give Dou Dou courage.

I saw that the little sister immediately straightened her small chest, and her confidence was quickly full of blood, and she introduced her painting vigorously, saying that this black line is night, this red line is fire, and this blue line is water. The meaning of this painting is that there is a fire at night and everyone is watering and extinguishing the fire.

Although the explanation is barely clear, it's really reluctant, and, even if it means this, can you draw it beautifully and vividly?

Li Xiang thought to himself, it seems that Dou Dou does not have the talent of painting, and her strength is boxing.

"Let's go, let's go, soak my feet"

After the homework was done, Li wanted to leave with his little sisters.

In winter, it is easy to generate static electricity, and when Li wanted to hold the teacher's hand, he electrocuted her, and quickly retracted the little sister's electric circle.

Li Xiang also felt the current, which was very subtle, but the teacher was small, so he didn't know if she was in pain.

He hurriedly squatted down in front of the little person, grabbed her hidden little hand, and asked aloud.

The teacher shook his head, seeing that his brother cared about her so much, a timidly warm smile appeared on his little face, and said, "Pigeon, why do you charge yourself so much, you are really a naughty pigeon." ”