Chapter 672
"Good morning, teacher." When Xiaomi Dou got off the bus, she said hello to the teachers. When she saw the schoolbag in her hand, she looked up: "teacher, is my schoolbag sent by mommy?"
Because the night Mo Shen appeared and some of the teacher lost his mind, this time came back and nodded.
"Yes, this schoolbag was just sent by your mother. She said that someone would send it to you later. This Is that your father? "
I don't blame her for asking. It's because they look so much alike. At first glance, they are like father and son.
Xiaomi Dou smelled the speech and turned to look at the night when he got off the car. He thought of what Han Muzi said to him last night. Obviously, he was still angry.
But outside, Xiaomi Dou still intends to give him a little face, so he nods.
The teachers were shocked. Before they met Xiaomi Dou's father, everyone had been speculating. Now they finally saw him, but they found that they were so beautiful.
"Pick you up at noon?" Night Mo deep ignored this cadre of people and so on, went directly to millet beans in front of squat, big palm pressed his small head melon seed asked.
Xiaomi Dou thought for a moment and then shook his head.
"School has lunch at noon."
Night Mo thought deeply, then nodded: "well, I'll pick you up in the evening."
Xiaomi Dou nodded.
"Go in." Don't pat him on the back.
Just at this moment, a voice of surprise came from the side.
"Well, isn't it night less?"
Listen, ye Moshen and Xiaomi Dou raised their heads at the same time. They saw a middle-aged man with glasses standing in front of them. When they saw yemoshen, they rubbed their hands nervously. Then they looked at yemoshen and immediately widened their eyes in surprise.
"Night, little night, this is you Son? "
Ye Mo looks at him deeply. He doesn't know this person at all in the impression. But he is not so cold in front of his son. He can only nod his head and say.
According to legend, yeshao, a member of Yeshi group, is arrogant and conceited, and doesn't pay attention to other people. But now he says hello to Ye Shao, he actually takes care of himself. So the middle-aged man becomes excited and excited. He thinks that yeshao in the legend is not so difficult to get along with?
So he was excited and held out his hand directly to the night.
"Ye, ye Shao, Hello, I, I, I, I am the manager of Lin's real estate, my name is..."
Mo Shen at night frowned impatiently. What does this person want to do? So in the middle of the man's speech, night Mo deep patted Xiaomi Dou's schoolbag.
"Come in, and don't stand still."
Xiaomi Dou blinked his eyes and looked at him. Suddenly he raised his head and looked at the man who was stuttering. Then he asked, "why is he so afraid of you?"
As soon as this question is asked, the night Mo Shen feels stiff.
"Is it because you are terrible?" The little guy blinked, a innocent look, but did not know that the simple inside is wrapped in cunning.
I just met my son, and I didn't have a good feeling. If I let my son feel that his father is not easy to get along with, wouldn't it be very low impression score?
Night Mo Shen's mind suddenly becomes complicated, and the smile on his lips is a little stiff: "how can it be? Daddy is very nice. It's not terrible. "
With that, he raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man standing beside him. His thin lips opened slightly: "you just said, what's your name?"
The middle-aged man with glasses was stunned for a long time before he came back. He hastily put his hand together and said, "I, I said I am the manager of Lin's real estate. I have always admired yeshao. If I have the opportunity, I can cooperate with your company..."
Said, the middle-aged man also took the opportunity to quickly draw out his business card and handed it to ye Moshen.
"Here, this is my business card."
He shook his hands and handed over his name, with a flattering smile on his face, for fear that he would lose his face if he did not accept it.
I don't know why the people around me are also nervous.
Xiaomi Dou has been looking up at yemoshen, even though he has a clean habit at the moment, under the gaze of his son's simple small eyes, he has to get up and take over the business card in the hands of the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man saw that he took his business card, and his body trembled even more violently. On the spot, he was so excited that his eyes were red. In order to express his closeness, the middle-aged man also handed his business card to the other party.
"This is mine."
The man took the business card and was shocked to death.
"Thank you, thank you, yeshao I will cherish this card, by the way May I shake your hand with you
Speaking of this, the man once again extended his hand, looking forward to the night.
This is a challenge for ye Moshen, who is addicted to cleanliness. He shakes hands with a strange man. His blue veins on his forehead shake and looks at him with warning eyes.
It's a pity that the man has been shocked to dizzy, where has noticed that the night Mo Shen's eyes are full of warning.Night Mo deep look at millet beans, the little guy is still looking at him.
Helpless, night Mo deep hook hook lip, this just stretched out to shake hands with the man.
The middle-aged man is more excited. He can't be a baby after pulling his hand back. The expression and movement on his face always give people the illusion that he won't wash his hands again in this life.
"Good, daddy is very easygoing. Xiaomi Dou doesn't have to be afraid of Daddy. Come in quickly."
After shaking hands with strangers, Mo Shen felt uncomfortable all over the night.
Millet beans see night Mo deep restraint expression, in the heart only feel funny, nod: "good."
He turned into the school and waved goodbye to yemoshen.
Seeing Xiaomi Dou disappear in his sight, Mo Shen at night breathes a sigh of relief, and then looks back at the man who has been intoxicated in his fantasy, and then walks forward without expression.
Because of shaking hands with the strange man, Yemo Shen is not feeling well now. When he got back to the car, he sat in the driver's seat with a cold face and took out his handkerchief. He wiped his hand carefully and conscientiously, without letting go of any corner.
After wiping, the handkerchief was directly thrown into the garbage can nearby.
For a long time, he leaned back against his seat and closed his eyes helplessly.
It's going to be hard to get rid of this little guy.
When can he call himself daddy?
Night Mo deep thin lips pursed, and then re opened eyes.
The woman came to school so early and sent her schoolbag to the school, but she didn't stay. Didn't she dare to see him?
Why don't you dare to see him? Afraid of his questioning? Or do you feel guilty and dare not confront him?
Think of here, night Mo deep pulled his tie, a little stuffy.
Because he found that, for whatever reason, he was bored.
After a long time, the car stopped at the school gate slowly left, a group of female teachers can not help but whisper to discuss.
"Is that Xiaomi Dou's father just now? It's so handsome. "
"It's very handsome, but I'm familiar with it. I think I've seen it somewhere..."