Doctor Jiang Struggles To Survive Every Day

Chapter 861

Moboyuan was never very patient with his son. After teaching again, he stood with his hands around his chest and watched.

The little man remembered the essentials his father said before, and the speed of adaptation was a little slow. Fortunately, the man didn't urge him, but it made the little man's heart calm a lot.

Bang!

The ball was hit again.

Moboyuan looked at it:

"Pick it up by yourself." then he stopped caring about the smelly boy.

Not far away, under a large open sun umbrella, Jiang Tingxu was comfortably lying on the recliner. On the table at hand were freshly squeezed juice and snacks from the kitchen.

Because I had just had lunch, I didn't touch those snacks. I drank a lot of juice.

Close your eyes, lie comfortably on the chair and enjoy sunbathing.

After a while, I felt someone standing beside me and opened my eyes. Sure enough, I didn't feel wrong.

"Why are you here?" asked.

The man directly sat down next to the woman and took two gulps of the juice the woman had drunk:

"With you."

Tut.

"I don't need company. You'd better go with your son. Don't you want to teach him to play golf?"

The man shrugged:

"I've taught everything that should be taught. Let him practice for a while."

Jiang listened to Xu Bai for a few eyes and didn't say anything again.

When the man drank the juice again, Jiang Xu couldn't help making a noise:

"Hey, what you drink is mine, what I have drunk!" he said emphatically.

In fact, as a doctor, I still have a little cleanliness mania in this regard. It's really not hypocritical.

Although it is a couple, no matter how intimate it is, it is not unprecedented.

But sometimes cleanliness is really beyond your control.

How can moboyuan not know whose juice it is?

It was intentional!

If it were someone else, the man wouldn't touch, let alone drink.

"So excited, poisoned?" he joked with a smile.

Um.

Jiang listened to Xu's nose snort:

"Yes, he Dinghong was poisoned. Are you afraid?"

Smelly man!

Silently make complaints about the heart.

Someone is still calm:

"Oh, let's go to the yellow spring. I can't wait."

What a wonderful thing to be able to go to the yellow spring together?

Hold your son's hand and grow old together, live on the same pillow and die at the same acupoint, and go to the yellow spring together.

Jiang Tingxu was excited by a man for a while, and all his goose bumps fell to the ground:

"That's enough. Get out of the way. Don't stand next to me in hot weather."

Then he began to push people.

It's really hot. Although it's covered by a sunshade, it's an open space after all.

Get up and sit on the chair:

"All right?"

Jiang listened to Xu and hardly responded. He continued to look at his son playing not far away with a smile.

The children played, picked up, played and picked up the ball. They kept repeating. They were wet with sweat and didn't care.

It seems that children really like playing golf.

Otherwise, it would have been a long time ago.

Mo Boyuan looked at the woman who had never left her side. He felt that he couldn't get tired of it.

Until the mobile phone on the table vibrated, he reached out and picked up the mobile phone.

On wechat, director Liu's message has just been sent:

"Mo Shao, we're starting here.

The follow-up is arranged. I've been following the follow-up of your group until now. "

M: "Well, yes."

After all, other groups are not familiar with the shooting.

I've been following myself and my son. It's very easy to get along with.

As for why I let you follow me, I also want to have a beginning and an end.