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Chapter 669

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The family of three rested in the tent. Jiang Tingxu took out some water and snacks from her bag.

From time to time, children came over.

"Mo Zhining, come out and play!"

"No, it's hot."

"It's not that hot. Come out and play with us."

The little guy was quite tempted, but he did not want to leave his mother. His little face was conflicted.

In the end, Jiang Tingxu spoke.

"Ning Ning, go out and play with the children. Mommy will watch over you."

"Okay." His tone was very reluctant.

The parents of the other families around the tent kept looking over.

"Is it really Mo Boyuan?"

"How can it be fake? This person has been exposed on the Internet before. I didn't expect my child to be in the same kindergarten as the Mo family's child! "

"Yes, who would have thought?"

Fortunately, these parents were curious and gossipy, but their own knowledge and upbringing made it difficult for them to do such crazy things.

After all, they were successful people in society, not celebrity chasers.

The parents did not think so, but it did not mean that the children did not think so!

Children nowadays knew how to play with mobile phones, tablets, computers, and everything.

The children all knew Mo Boyuan, a character who often appeared.

Little Ning Ning was now surrounded by a few children.

"Mo Zhining, your father is a big star!"

"Yes!" The little guy nodded and admitted.

"I know. I've seen your father in TV dramas. He's so handsome. I like your father the most."

Huh?

Favorite?

The little guy frowned and stood up.

"No, you can't like my father. You'd better like your father!"

Everything else was fine, but parents were absolutely not to be shared!

As a little fan, how could she agree?

"I want to like your father. Mo Zhining, why don't we switch? You like my father, and I like your father. Isn't that fair?"

Heh.

Fair my foot!

Fortunately, the little guy was small. If he was a little older, he would have exploded.

The little guy said solemnly again.

"I don't want to like your father. You don't want to like my father either!"

The little girl's voice was not that loud. She started crying.

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