Chapter 1921: Spoiled to Heaven (3)

Lin Qiaoqiao glanced at him quietly and walked out lightly.

Xiao Moli thought about it for a long time, and finally took out his mobile phone. It didn't matter that Tang Xiaoqin was waiting for delivery at home. Anyway, there was nothing to be ashamed of in front of his mother, so he called Nuoyan back.

After a few rings, it was finally connected, and his mother's lazy voice came from the other end of the phone.

"What?"

Xiao Moli's lips moved, and when he really wanted to say it, he was still a little embarrassed.

How the hell should I say this?

Nuoyan on the other end sighed, "Say it or not? If not, I'll hang up."

However, this voice sounded like watching a good show.

Xiao Moli's forehead was black, Mommy, is it really okay for you to laugh at your son like this?

But he had to bite the bullet and said, "Mommy, how do I write a self-criticism?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a moment. Just when Xiao Moli was wondering if his mother had hung up, a laugh came from the other end of the phone.

Laughing wantonly, laughing freely, laughing until he can't breathe.

He can also hear his daddy's doting voice on the other end of the phone, "Slow down, come and drink some water first, and then continue laughing when he comes back."

Xiao Moli's face was completely black. Is he really his daddy and mommy's biological child?

Not helping him, one laughed at him, and the other advised to wait for him to come back before laughing again.

President Xiao wanted to flip the table. This life couldn't go on.

He simply hung up the phone.

Two seconds later, Nuoyan called again.

"Ahem, okay, how many words does Ziqi require?" Nuoyan asked, trying to hold back his laughter.

In this world, the only person who can make her son write a self-criticism is An Ziqi.

Although I don't know why the young couple quarreled, it can be seen that it was just a small fight for fun, otherwise they wouldn't just let him write a self-criticism.

Ziqi has always been good-tempered. He probably went out to hide and came back by himself in two days.

"Ten thousand words." Xiao Moli replied honestly.

"Puff", Nuoyan sprayed out the water he had just drunk.

"Ahem, son, please accept my condolences. Mommy can't do anything. You should reflect deeply on yourself."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

Xiao Moli...

Isn't it just 10,000 words?

His mommy has written novels worth hundreds of thousands or millions of words, why can't she help write a 10,000-word review?

Looking at the darkened mobile phone screen, he simply threw the phone aside.

He didn't believe it. With an IQ of 380, he would be stumped by a small review.

After thinking about it, he turned on the computer and typed on the keyboard.

Looking at the various reviews on the screen, Xiao Moli raised his lip.

In addition to the crooked reviews of elementary school students, there are indeed husbands who make mistakes and write to their wives.

Some reviews are quite interesting.

In fact, he also knew that An Ziqi just said it casually and might not really ask him to write it.

However, he did this to please her.

As long as she is happy, he doesn't care what he does.

The majesty of the president and the dignity of a man are not as important as his wife's smile in his eyes.

President Xiao frowned, and finally wrote a self-criticism on the computer after patching it together.

He read it several times with satisfaction. Well, it is well-written and well-written. He is indeed a genius with an IQ of 380.

Xiao Moli thought narcissistically, and copied it on paper with a pen with special sincerity.