Chapter 119： Research Dad (9)

Mo Linqing once again returned to the institute and brought a donkey.

The researchers were shocked to find that the cold and inhumane Professor Mo came in with one hand and the other, carrying a pink bunny bag with a faint smile on his face.

This, Professor Mo took a fake time to change the individual?

I have to say that the researcher is in the truth.

In the past, Mo Linqing’s words and deeds that imitated the master in front of outsiders, but today are somewhat different.

He released the nature a little.

If the personality of the protagonist is a very cold and indifferent person who ignores the human nature and is engaged in the study of the extremely self-disciplined genius, the deputy person Ge Mo Linqing is the opposite, completely sinister.

He is the other side of the master who does not know when he was born, just like black and white, the end of the day is always the night.

The deputy, Ge Mo Linqing, is like a beast that has been released. He is arrogant. He does whatever he wants, wants to do whatever he wants, does what he wants to do, destroys his desire to be amazing, he pursues all beauty and happiness, and everyone looks like in his eyes. It is a toy.

He is like the omnipotent demons that everyone has imagined in the second period of time. He is waiting to be a disaster. The difference is that when this demon has the ability to have IQ, he is the real evil spirit, and the average person The second devil is at best a paper tiger on the wall.

Dad is not polite, but the sound can't be rude. She sits on Dad's solid and powerful arm, biting a lollipop in her mouth, and the little milky voice with sugar is shocked. The sound of a researcher like a wood man makes a sound. call.

"Uncle Li, early duck."

The study was embarrassing, and the little sweetheart of Professor Mo’s family was picked up. A big uncle’s heart popped up with a pink bubble and quickly returned: “Early morning, the small sound is early.”

Along the way, the group had greeted the unknown researchers who knew each other. She felt that she was awesome today.

And Mo Linqing had a three-pointed eyebrow-like look, but also specifically approached, holding his father's neck and said: "Bad gangsters, seeing no, be polite, be delicious."

Mo Linqing looked at the bag on his hand and squatted.

"..."

This is all kinds of snacks and breakfast that the researchers who have just greeted him along the way.

I said that I would like to give the little baby a taste. Even a doctoral student who came in from the beginning of the skull, scratching his head, under the gaze of the professor’s death, said: "I have kept a long snack, Professor Mo, you have to give a small voice. Eat it, not for you...oh."

Mo Linqing: "..." Who is a rare mother!

Professor Mo was holding the child into the office, and the researchers who had nothing to do with the gossip.

“Mr. Mo is a bit different today. Is it because of the good mood?”

"The last time I came to a small sound, I had to succumb to Professor Mo’s thigh. This time, Professor Mo came directly to the prostitute?”

"It seems like the feeling is better?"

Several researchers were squatting, and the new interns followed their ears. They are now studying next to these old researchers.

Lin Tang and Li Jiaxing looked at each other and both of them were amazed.

Whether it is in the book or in the past life of Li Jiaxing's rebirth, Mo Linqing has always been a demon. He was as cold as a fairy before the end of the day, and he only changed his appearance after he had dominated the end, and became a lot of evil.

In any case, the current plot progress, Mo Linqing should still be indifferent and unspoken, so it can not be a warm-hearted dad, such as a person, not to mention holding a child with a smile to work.

Li Jiaxing leaned over to Lin Ting: "It seems that something is wrong."

“Will it be that Mo Linqing is also born again?”

Lin Ting was a little panicked. "In the next two days, the virus can't be dragged."

......

The group was very proud, sitting on the small sofa in the office and began to divide the snacks.

She is a child, knowing that there are good things to divide.

I didn’t give it to the bad dad because it’s a bad father now, and I didn’t give my father better because I’m better off.

The dumplings were small, and the snacks were scattered in front of them. The little handcuffs were pulled and chanted: "This gives the sound, this is good, this is bad."

"There is this... this, three are just..."

Not long after, the dumplings were divided into snacks, and a small bag of bread was on hand. There was no way to divide it. She decided to eat it now, so it was fair!

Mo Linqing had been listening to the movements on the side of the regiment. Until then, the squad stopped and shouted to let Dad come over.

She pushed one of the good snacks to Mo Linqing and pointed to the snacks: "Dad, these are for you."

Seeing Mo Linqing smiled, the group thought that Dad also liked to eat snacks, and gave him snacks. He was very happy.

Therefore, the slogan focused on education: "Dad, do you see it? Be a good person, be polite, others will be good to you."

"The most important thing is that there is something to eat, not hungry."

The troupe is very good at teaching his own life experience to gangrene. Although her life is only three years, the troupe feels that she has more routines than ignorance.

She is so popular, so it can be seen that her little philosophy of life is still useful, and the group hopes that Dad can also learn.

Mo Linqing: "..."

By my daughter, the three-year-old nephew plated a small fat face, what is the feeling of a serious and serious education?

Mo Linqing feels that it is necessary for the owner to come out and experience it.

So the next second, the group felt that Dad had changed, and the good father came out.

His eyes became light and unwavering. He looked at the three piles of snacks on the sofa and paused.

The squad rushed up, hugged him, his eyes were red, and he looked at him with tears.

"Hey, the sound is so I miss you!"

Mo Linqing has already had experience in dealing with it. Every time he just came out, the group would pounce on him and tear it apart.

He stood in the same place, letting the blind man vent her full emotion.

If there are a bunch of dumplings, I want to tell you.

I twitched the little scorpion: "The gangster can be broken. He just didn't let the sound go home at the beginning, and took the sound to other places."

Mo Linqing is a condensate.

The brow's frowning brows loosened, his head squatted on his father, and licked his fingers: "Then the gangrene became better again. He took the sound to the amusement park, and also ate a small dessert, a small cake with bread. And marshmallow."

"It’s a good person for the gangrene. He is very embarrassed and helps a child to scare off a bad guy."

"Bad swear, he promised the sound, he will be a good person in the future, not doing bad things."

In the latter sentence, the dumplings said that there was some guilty conscience. The little voice was a little floating, and the gangsters did not agree so, but the scorpion promised to make him happy, so that he would not do bad things in the future.

In fact, the squad is also afraid that this good father will misunderstand gangrene, and fear that gangrene will disappear. She is brave enough to swear by gangrene and not secretly change the concept.

Mo Linqing saw that she had a gangrene, and she kept on sticking with it. Every time I saw him, I had to stick to him and complained that the gangsters bullied her completely differently.

The squad is still small, will not lie, and when she lie, she blushes her eyes and floats away. A pair of small hands licking his clothes is tighter. Mo Linqing naturally sees that the squad behind is deliberately defending her "bad gang". .

There was no change on his face, but his body was colder.

The group said a bunch, suddenly remembered something, pointing to the three piles of small snacks on the sofa: "Dad, I left you a snack!"

"This is bad, this is the sound, and this is for you."

Perhaps it is not too happy to see that the scorpion thought about it. He took out a small bag of bread. It was the bag that came out. The little claws were held in front of Dad. The face of Xiaofei was full of diligence: "Dad, this is for you to eat, It’s that much, you have one more bread than me and my bad dad!”

Mo Linqing looked down at the strawberry bread. Under the gaze of the water, the long, jade fingers held the bread and picked it up.

"..."

The group looked forward and looked forward to: "What do you want to eat?"

“Very tasty, sweet, strawberry-flavored cream, strawberry-flavored!”

Mo Linqing: "..."

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"It's delicious, it's soft, it's sweet."

Then the bag of powdered cartoon-packed children's bun returned to the hands.

Mo Linqingmu had a face to help her tear the package.

The group couldn't wait to pick it up, but they went to smell it and sighed with a look: "Dad, it's really strawberry-flavored, it must be delicious!"

"The sound will be tasted first, not sweet."

Mo Linqing: "..."

On the first day of Mo's waking, under the offering of the prostitute, she tasted half of the first child's bread in life.

"..."

The group looked forward and looked forward to, "How are you going to eat?"

"It must be delicious, right? You can't say it!"

Mo Linqing: "..." That person taught her daughter something?

Mo Linqing once again watched the calendar. When he was conscious last time, time was a little longer.

Mo Linqing had a little understanding of the mental illness of dual personality, and also consulted some professional books and asked an alumnus. He was a psychology doctor. The early hunch finally came true.

He has a high probability of suffering from a mental illness such as a double personality.

Dual personality is different from general mental illness. They do not directly harm social security or have a clear understanding.

Instead, they have the clear cognitive and discretionary power that normal people should have.

Every personality has an independent consciousness and a world view, and even a very different personality. To a certain extent, it can be said that two people are totally different. If you use some metaphysical points, it is like living in a body. a soul.

Some patients do not know each other between the two personalities, they think that they are the masters, and some of the personality is the master or the sub-personality is hidden in the bones, there is no other person's behavioral memory, just like Mo Linqing's current situation, The deputy personality can perceive the outside world and can share the memory of the master, but Mo Linqing, who is the master, knows nothing about the other party.

This situation is actually more passive for Mo Linqing.

Mo Linqing knows that his deputy personality may not be too simple, his character will not be good, otherwise he will not be happy to bully the child.

He was going to find a psychologist. Whether it is to completely suppress the deputy personality and prevent him from appearing, or to merge and devour him, it is the best choice for the moment.

He does not allow for uncertainty in his own life. This makes him very uncomfortable with Mo Linqing's almost obsessive-compulsive personality.

The group carefully cautiously daddy's legs, trying to climb up, let the deputy personality dad used to spend a few days, the courage was bigger, forgetting that the good father in front of his character is cold, and easily will not hold her.

She climbed a few times and found that Dad did not bend over and took her. She opened two small short arms and said that she would hold her father.

He also muttered: "The gangrene will hold the sound, Dad, you are not good, you are worse than gangrene."

Mo Linqing mentioned the corps and hugged it in his hand. The corps was happy, and he was able to hug his neck and excitedly smashed twice.

In the past few days, no matter how the system washes the brain, the group always feels that both crickets must exist to be complete. For the first time, the corps does not listen to the uncle of the system.

After a few squats, I began to spoil and test: "Dad can't let the gangrene disappear."

"He is also good, he started to learn to be a good person, Dad, we should give gangrene a chance to make him better!"

Mo Linqing’s eyes changed, and the dawn was dignified for a moment, and the next moment was lost for a moment.

When I opened my eyes again, the pair of cold eyes smiled, and I sighed in a scorpion fat. "So I can talk, Dad should learn from you."

"..."

The author has something to say: What good morning!

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