Although the probability of ending is almost 100%, I, Park Hyo-min, have never been this kind of person who easily admits defeat, even if there is only that one percent chance of turning the tables, I have to grasp it! Today, it's up to me to see how my Hyomin nim escapes!

The fighting spirit of the bear burned in Park Hyo-min's heart, but her movements were not as burning as her mental activities, I saw that as soon as she walked in, she closed the security door with her backhand, and her body was tightly leaned against the wall, moving sideways to her room like a crab, and the tone of her reply was also pretending to be calm: "No, just take a look at your doll mother and whether you are resting, for fear of disturbing you and Abba." ”

Turning his head to glance at the clock hanging on the wall, suspicion appeared in Jin Wenqi's eyes: "Shanying, are you playing crazy outside?" It's just the beginning, your father hasn't gotten off work yet, and you're always leaning against the wall for something, and your clothes will be covered with white ash. ”

"No, no, there's no ash on my clothes, have you cooked, I'm a little hungry, then, I'll go back to the room to change my clothes first." Suddenly hearing the word gray, Park Hyo-min immediately nervously stopped talking, seeing this, the doubts in Jin Wenqi's eyes became even greater, and she found that there seemed to be faint, earthy traces on the wall that Park Hyo-min leaned on.

"Wait, Sun-young, did you have another trouble outside today?" Kim Wenqi stood up and walked towards Park Hyo-min.

"How is that possible! Mom, you think too much. Park Hyo-min didn't stop moving, she can't run fast now, and everything will be exposed when she runs.

"Okay, turn around and I'll look behind your coat."

"No, no, I really didn't get dirty." Hearing Park Hyo-min's self-destructive words, Jin Wenqi's face also had a smiling expression, and the fingers hanging by her side were also dancing irregularly, as if they were stretching their muscles.

"Let me be well! Hurry up! Jin Wenqi's voice became louder.

"Ah, doll mom, doll mom don't want it, sister Jin don't want it!"

Although Park Hyo-min struggled very violently, the coat was still taken off by Jin Wenqi, looking at the mud marks on the back of the coat and the mud knotted on the hair, Jin Wenqi only felt that there was a nameless karma in his heart rushing up, huh~, huh~, can't be angry, can't be angry, otherwise yesterday's beauty will be done in vain, ahhhh The clothes I bought for this little girl yesterday became like this after going out to play today, and the clothes can't be washed in the washing machine.

Looking at his mother's violently undulating chest and the number of deep breaths, Park Hyo-min knew that if he didn't say anything, his ass would definitely be hit a few times.

"Ahem, the flowers have a reblooming day, no one is young anymore, I am like a flower like jade, even mother, I can't be angry!" Park Hyo-min hurriedly slipped to Kim Wenqi's side, took her other hand, shook it coquettishly, and said with a hippie smile.

It was easy to calm the anger in his heart, Jin Wenqi glanced at Park Hyo-min, who was smiling at him, and couldn't get angry, so he could only helplessly break away from her, raised his hand and poked her head: "Go, go, take the clothes, wash yourself, don't think that I will wash it for you." ”

"I'm sure I'll wash it myself, how can I bother you, Sister Jin." Taking the clothes handed over by Jin Wenqi, Park Hyo-min breathed a sigh of relief, sold a good job, and then continued: "Mom, I'm really a little hungry, do you have anything to eat at home?" ”

"Wait, I'll do it for you, you go and wash the clothes first, I really don't know how you can do it, it's uneasy every day......"

Seeing that Jin Wenqi seemed to be about to start nagging, Park Hyo-min immediately walked quickly to the bathroom, and said loudly: "Mom, I'll go wash the clothes first." ”

At the same time, Jiang Minjing also returned to her grandfather's manor after sending off Xian Enjing, and saw her admiring the portrait drawn by Luo Yuci in her hand, while walking on the stone road leading to the villa.

"Hmm~, I'm sorry." Because she didn't concentrate on looking at the road ahead, Jiang Minjing inevitably bumped into someone, and she didn't see who the person she bumped into was, so she had already reflexively apologized.

"It's okay, Minjing, what are you looking at? It's not easy to walk so intoxicated. Zhao Chengxian looked at the apologetic Jiang Minjing and asked with a smile.

"Huh? Uncle, why are you here? Jiang Minjing raised his head in some surprise when he heard this, because at this time, his uncle basically discussed things with his grandfather in the study.

"Come out and think about something, how was it outside today? Happy? Zhao Chengxian rubbed Jiang Minjing's hair and asked with a smile.

"Of course I'm happy, Oba and Ernie are really interesting, and Oba drew a portrait of me, hehe." Keeping up with Zhao Chengxian's footsteps, Jiang Minjing shook his little head up and down, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't be suppressed at all.

"Oh? Portrait, can I see it? Zhao Chengxian became interested, turned his head to look at the painting paper rolled up in Jiang Minjing's hand and asked.

"Now, one thing to say, it's a little bit better than your painting, uncle." Agreed, Jiang Minjing handed the drawing paper in his hand to Zhao Chengxian.

"It's true, you painted Min Kyung more beautiful than me." Zhao Chengxian glanced at Jiang Minjing jokingly, and continued: "I didn't expect this Luo family to be quite leisurely and elegant, looking at his previous actions, I thought he was a short-tempered person, but now it seems that it is not like that, I don't know when I will be able to meet him in person." ”

His curiosity about Luo Yuci is now growing more and more.

"Just a painting, uncle, you can see Oba's character?" Jiang Minjing was curious.

"Guess what, Minjing, you haven't talked about him less these days, uncle, I'll reconcile the two." Returning the portrait to Jiang Minjing, Zhao Chengxian looked at Jiang Minjing teasingly and said, making her cheeks blush.

"Why, why don't you talk so much, uncle, don't talk nonsense, I'll go back to the room first." Pushing open the door of the villa in front of him, Jiang Minjing ran upstairs as if he was fleeing.

"Remember to come down for dinner later." Seeing Jiang Minjing's back running upstairs in a hurry, Zhao Chengxian reminded him.

"Got it."

It wasn't until he ran into his room that the heat and redness on Jiang Minjing's face subsided, how could he have said Oba these days, uh, so many times, forget it, no matter what, let's think about pasting this picture there.

What's the best way to post it? Jiang Minjing's gaze swept over all corners of his room one by one, on the wall opposite the bed? No, there's no room left on it, bedside? It's not good, it's too easy to get dirty.

After looking at several places in a row, she was not very satisfied, forget it, or don't stick it first, and then get a picture frame to frame it, there is a glass that is not easy to stain.

Eat and eat, otherwise my grandfather will talk about himself again when the time comes, as soon as he thinks of this, Jiang Minjing put the portrait in the drawer first, and ran downstairs again.