"Oh, oh, if he comes back to see me every once in a while, I think he's forgotten about me." The boy touched his nose embarrassedly, for fear that Izuki would think his father was bad, and quickly added: "But he is also for me, I am already a big child, and I have to understand his last resort." ”

"My dad brings me a lot of things every time he comes back, and he teaches me a lot of knowledge and takes me to play......," he happily snapped his fingers to prove that his father was responsible for his actions.

Itsuki agreed, until the boy laughed a few times and noticed that her gaze had been fixed on the leaves, that she slowly remembered the matter and said, "My dad is super good...... He taught me a few times and I memorized it, but if you keep drawing, you can always learn. ”

Izuki snorted.

His dad is good, and her dad is not bad.

Zhan Changran doesn't take her to play parent-child games like many good fathers, but he will pick her favorite meals, give her a place to stay, coax her to sleep, and make milk for her.

This man will not dislike her for making herself dirty every day, and he will not beat and scold her for all kinds of trivial things.

They will also protect her in times of danger.

There was such a childish competition in her heart, and Yi Yue couldn't help but laugh.

As soon as her hand was heavy, she wasted a leaf with the first stroke, with some pleasant thoughts, and with some pity, she tore the leaf into one by one, took a new leaf, and looked up to see the painting that the boy had just completed, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Muge, it will fly!" ”

With a little pride, Muge showed Yiyue his new work, a leaf that flutters and takes off, not only flying horizontally, but also ascending, diving, and spinning on its own.

"I've changed the control route and the energy conversion steps, and I'm more flexible." He happily shared his improvement methods with Izuki, and was even happier when he received the other person's admiration.

I can't wait to come up with a new idea every minute.

It was countless times better than the paper crane that could only fly flat and circle in circles, but the standby time was not long, and it fell to the ground in less than two minutes, and the carbon traces on the leaves gradually dissipated.

Muge is very talented in using array diagrams, and as soon as she points out a problem, Mulature can be updated and recreated, and she is still struggling with how to draw the diagram that can emit light.

Yiyue noticed that the leaves that had fallen on the side had lost their smeared handwriting, picked them up and looked at them, and then went through the basic luminous array manuscript paper that Muge had taught her, and those successful leaves could maintain their brightness for about five minutes, and then they would change from a leaf-shaped lamp to ordinary fallen leaves piled at the bottom.

Turning it out from the bottom, I looked at the back of the leaf, and sure enough, the lines were gone, and there was nothing left.

Looking at her own paintings, the mutilated ones have left traces.

Mu Ge saw that she hadn't started her pen for a long time, and her little furry head leaned over, looking puzzled: "What are you looking at?" Isn't it going to be again? ”

Yi Yue shook the leaves in her hand and showed him, "You drew it, it's gone." ”

"Hey, what's the matter?" Muge withdrew his head, misunderstood the confusion in her tone, took the leaf from Yi Yue's hand, put pen to paper, and gave her a new leaf light every minute.

"Now, I'll play with you." He seemed to pat his chest, "If you want to, just say, I'll paint it for you, you can as much as you want." ”

All-Interstellar Damage Control /book/79193/