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Black and shiny hair, cool, smooth and smooth.

"If it hurts, say it." Gu Yanze stroked Mo Xiaomi's soft long hair with one hand and gently combed his hair with the other hand.

Gu Yanze had long wanted to touch Mo Xiaomi's black, shiny and soft hair, but he had never had a chance. Now that he had the chance, he could finally get what he wanted.

My mother likes to braid her hair from the top of her head and then braid all her hair in a braid.

According to memory, Gu Yanze began to slowly make mocks and posts for Mo Xiaomi.

It looks bad and is different from what I remember, so I took it apart and re-branded it. After several times, I finally braided a satisfactory braid.

When Gu Yanze wanted to ask Mo Xiaomi to get up and take a look, he found that the little girl had fallen asleep with her head tilted, leaning on his legs instinctively. Her little face was sleeping red, but her red and swollen eyes meant that she had really cried just now.

Gu Yanze didn't know whether the feeling of heartache in his heart was because Mo Xiaomi thought of his mother or because she was his friend, and felt sorry for his pain.

However, it doesn't matter anymore, he won't make the people he cares about sad, so he will help her.

By the time Mo Xiaomi woke up, the sun was already setting.

She slept on the floor, covered with a thin plaid floral blanket, and it turned out that she was asleep.

When I sat up, I saw Gu Yanze still reading a book by the desk. When I walked to Gu Yanze, I saw the numerical formula above. Mo Xiaomi was stunned, with advanced mathematics.

That's something that college needs to learn. Should you abuse people so much?

"Awaken?" Gu Yanze looked up and saw a cute braid on Mo Xiaomi's round head, with some broken hair on the edge, furry, just like a cat without a big size.

"Yeah, I'm awake." Mo Xiaomi nodded, packed her books and put them in her schoolbag, "I'm going home, goodbye to my brother."

Gu Yanze watched Mo Xiaomi go downstairs, and as he walks, Mo Xiaomi's braids move around.

When Mo Xiaomi arrived downstairs, Mr. Zhou was cooking. He saw that the wheelchair in the yard had been wiped clean and had done some simple repairs, which were completely useful.

"Grandpa, I've pushed it away." Mo Xiaomi was happy and had long forgotten the depression he had before.

"Why don't Xiaomi stay for dinner and I'll take you back tonight?" said Zhou Shangjia, not free of charge in the kitchen.

"No need, I'll go home for dinner." Mo Xiaomi pushed the wheelchair home.

When he got home, Mo Xiangshan saw Xiaomi pushing the wheelchair over and said with a smile: "I said why haven't you come back for so long? It turns out that he is looking for good things for grandpa."

"Grandpa, you don't want to buy new ones. This is the wheelchair I borrowed from Butler Zhou. This will make it much easier for you to get in and out." Mo Xiaomi said proudly, "Grandpa, do you want to come and try it?"

"Okay, I'll try." Mo Xiangshan couldn't enjoy it, but he just couldn't bear to give up money.

After all, it only takes two or three months to make it worth hundreds of dollars, and he can't bear to leave it alone.

Mo Xiaomi helped grandpa sit in a wheelchair, then put grandpa's crutches on the side of the wheelchair, so that if grandpa remembered it, it would be able to use it and asked, "Grandpa, how about it?"

"Very good!" Mo Xiangshan nodded repeatedly, "It's great, you can go out at will."

Mo Huihui was even more happy to see her daughter smart.
Chapter completed!