Chapter 1892： Spoil the sky (3)

Lin Qiaoqiao glanced at him quietly, and walked out lightly.

Xiao Moli thought about it for a long time, and finally took out his mobile phone. Tang Xiaoqin was waiting for delivery at home. There was nothing to be ashamed of in front of his mother anyway, so he beat the promise back.

After a few rings, he was finally connected, and his mother's lazy voice came over the phone.

"What are you doing?"

The corners of Xiao Moli's lips moved. When he was about to say something, he was still a little embarrassed.

What do you want to say about this?

The promise over there was a tut, "Don't tell me? Don't say I'm dead."

It's just that there is a hint of a good show in this voice.

Xiao Moli has a black line off his forehead, Mommy, is it really good for you to look at your son's joke like this?

But I had to bite the bullet and say, "Mommy, how do you write the review?"

There was a moment of silence on the phone, just when Xiao Moli wondered if his mommy had hung up, there was a sound of laughter on the phone.

Laughing wantonly, laughing free and easy, laughing breathlessly.

He can still hear his daddy's spoiling voice on the other side of the phone, "You slow down, come and drink some water first, wait for him to come back later, and then laugh again."

Xiao Moli's face is completely dark, is he really his father and mother?

If you don't help him, one laughs at him, and the other persuades him to continue to laugh at him when he goes back.

President Xiao Da wanted to lift the table, and this day could not be passed.

Simply hung up the phone.

Two seconds later, Promise's call came back.

"Ahem, okay, how many words does Ziqi require?" Promise asked with a smile.

In this world, An Ziqi is the only one who can let her son write a review.

Although I don't know what the little couple is awkward because of, but at first glance they are just playing around, otherwise they won't just let him write a review.

Ziqi has always had a good temper, and probably went out to hide quietly, and returned by herself within two days.

"Ten thousand words." Xiao Moli replied honestly.

"Puff" over there, Promise just drank a sip of water from his mouth and sprayed it out.

"Ahem, son, you are sorry, Mommy can do nothing, you should review it thoroughly."

After speaking, he hung up.

Xiao Moli...

Isn't it only ten thousand words?

His mommy has written hundreds of thousands of novels, why can't he help write a 10,000-character review?

Looking at the darkened phone screen, he simply threw the phone aside.

He didn't believe it anymore. He had an IQ of three hundred and eight, and he could be stumped by a small review book.

After thinking about it, I turned on the computer and crackled on the keyboard for a while.

Looking at the various checks on the screen, Xiao Moli lifted his lower lip.

In addition to the crooked reviews of the elementary school students, there are really some husbands who make mistakes and write to their wives.

Some reviews seem quite interesting.

In fact, he also knew that An Ziqi just said casually, not necessarily asking him to write.

However, he did this to make her happy.

As long as she is happy, it doesn't matter what he does.

The majesty of those presidents and the dignity of men are not as good as his wife's smile in his eyes.

President Xiao Da was frowning, pieced together, and finally got a review on the computer.

Satisfied and watched it back and forth several times, well, with great voice and good writing, he is indeed a genius with an IQ of 380.

Xiao Moli thought about being narcissistic, and took a pen to transcribe it on the paper with great sincerity.