Chapter 63： If the hard one is not good, let the soft one!

"Dove...cry..." Tangtang shouted to Mo Heng.

Mo Heng stood still and commanded Tangtang: "Then you coax Brother Shitou."

Tangtang scratched her ears. She frightened Huo Zekai last time, but she broke the person. This time she didn't dare to use this trick easily.

If the hard one is not good, let the soft one!

The little guy rolled his eyes, took off the sun hat from his head, stood up on his toes, stretched his arm, and put it on Brother Stone.

"Pigeons... wear a hat... don't cry..." Tangtang also took his chubby hand and patted the head of the stone decently.

As a result, he accidentally slapped Mickey's ears on the hat, and spit out his tongue, then stood on his toes again and pulled out Mickey's ears.

Mo Heng held back a smile and walked over to calm Shishi: "Shishi, look at my sister who gave you her favorite hat to wear. Don't be sad, okay?"

Shishi sniffed hard, swallowed the sad emotions, took off the Mickey sun hat on top of his head, carefully put it back on Tangtang, and said to Mo Heng, "You...wait for me..."

Mo Heng: "?"

I saw that the stone flew towards the path by the yard, like a small cannonball, and never disappeared into the field.

Tangtang looked up at Mo Heng curiously, and Mo Heng shrugged, indicating that he didn't know what the stone was doing.

Those children who are eager to take Moheng and the others to see their own house, are so anxious... Standing at each fork in the road, waving at the two of them, they almost made their voices hoarse, and they are very competitive. You shout, I also want to shout... It's like singing a folk song competition.

Joking with Mo Heng's photography: "It's worthy of being the top class, and it's also popular in the village."

Mo Heng touched his nose awkwardly, "Isn't it!"

However, Mo Heng believes that with his physique, it is absolutely impossible to have such popularity among children, and it must be thanks to Tangtang's blessing.

Mo Heng turned his head to look, Tangtang was pouting his little ass, leaning over the fence, wanting enough morning glory!

Mo Heng: "Tangtang can't be picked~~"

Tangtang's little demon claw stretched out suddenly in midair...

She turned her head, pouted her small mouth, looked at Mo Heng aggrievedly, twisted her small body, and acted like a baby in a small milky voice: "Brother, hi and against..."

"You can't pick it if you like it. This is the flower of Brother Shitou's house. You must ask Brother Shitou's permission before you can pick it." Mo Heng taught the children.

Tangtang's little devil claws scratched in the void, and finally gave up in anguish. When she retracted, a flapping moth flew onto her hand...

"Ah~~~~~~" Little milk broke out and screamed! !

Mo Heng thought it was the little guy who was frightened, so he hurriedly stepped over, just about to reach out to drive away the flapping moth, only to find that Tangtang was flushed with excitement, grabbing the flapping moth's wings and covering it in the palm of his hand. ...

The winged moth must be just tired from flying, find a comfortable place (the chubby hand) to rest, who knows... just fell into the claws!

The little guy stomped his feet in place, the flesh on his legs trembled and screamed again excitedly: "Ah~~~~"

This time Mo Heng heard clearly.

It's not fear, it's a little trill of excitement...

Mo Heng helped his forehead, originally he was afraid that Tangtang would be bullied by mosquitoes when he came to the mountains!

It seems...who is bullying who is really hard to say.

Mo Heng can only remind: "Tangtang should be lighter and let him go home after playing, do you know?"

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