Chapter 239 She Can Write His Name

"Then why are you still friends with him?"

"He can't drive him away with a faceless face, and I can't do anything about it."

"It's disgusting, then why do you still go to his banquet?"

"I've already promised him."

He wants to torture himself, so tonight I will take you there to torture him.

"Okay then, I'll stay away from him in the future."

"You're really obedient." The smile in Jun Moyan's eyes grew stronger and stronger.

"So is it his birthday today?"

"No, it's a celebration banquet."

"Is there anything delicious?"

"Have."

"Then I'll go too." Wen Xiaoai's eyes lit up when he heard Chi.

"What a greedy cat." Jun Moyan reached out and pinched her little nose.

Picking up the mobile phone on the table to check the time: "Then it will be two hours later, we will go after dinner."

"it is good."

Wen Xiaoai sat obediently in his arms, waiting for him to deal with the matter at hand.

Jun Moyan put her arms around her and put her mind on work again.

Seeing Jun Moyan's smooth flow of water when signing, it is very simple and easy, and the handwriting is very beautiful. Because Wen Xiaoai is in a good mood, she can't help but have the idea of ​​giving it a try:

"Jun Moyan, I want to learn to write."

Jun Moyan looked at her, a little surprised: "You really want to learn?"

"En." Wen Xiaoai nodded affirmatively.

"now?"

"Um."

As soon as she heard that she was going to learn to write, Jun Moyan directly pushed her affairs aside.

Open the drawer and take out a piece of A4 paper: "Then I will teach you from the most basic, and I will hire you a tutor in a few days."

"No, I want to write your name, nothing else."

Jun Moyan was taken aback: "My name?"

Do not learn other things?

"Um."

Jun Moyan looked at her for a few seconds, then smiled and nodded: "Okay, then write my name."

Jun Moyan handed her the pen, taught her how to hold it, then held her hand, and wrote his name stroke by stroke on the paper.

Wen Xiaoai looked at the three words written on the paper, and was a little excited: "Is this your name? Jun Moyan?"

"Um."

Jun Moyan responded, continued to hold her hand and wrote again.

"It doesn't seem to be difficult."

"Then why don't you think about it..."

Before Jun Moyan finished speaking, Wen Xiaoai interrupted: "Don't think about it, I just learn your name."

As Wen Xiaoai said, she took the pen and wrote it down.

But it was written crookedly, with tails like earthworms, and with few strokes, Wen Xiaoai frowned suddenly.

He grabbed Jun Moyan's hand and put it on his hand holding the pen, asking Jun Moyan to teach her again.

Jun Moyan was also very patient, holding her hand and teaching her to write over and over again.

I thought it was a whim, and I didn't want to write after a few minutes, but I didn't expect that Wen Xiaoai seemed to be on the same line with his name.

If you can't write to your satisfaction, don't give up.

Soon, a piece of paper was filled with the words "Jun Moyan".

Wen Xiaoai turned the paper over and continued writing.

Every time I finish writing, I ask Jun Moyan if his writing is better than before.

And every time she asked, Jun Moyan answered.

After writing dozens of times, Wen Xiaoai can write by herself. Although the writing is not good-looking, at least there is no need for Jun Moyan to hold her hand and lead her to write.

Jun Moyan watched her write her name stroke by stroke, and felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.

She has lived for so many years, has never written, and hates to write, and she can't even write her own name, but now, she is willing to write his name.

Wu Hua: Aww, what's wrong recently, the book review area is deserted, and no one comes out to be active. Is it because of reading or I forgot Xiaoai π_πT^T