One second...
Two seconds...
Three seconds...
With a cry of "Wow!"
The kid was picked up and spanked. Although Bo Tingsi didn't hit him hard, just two spanks, the kid was still heartbroken!
"Woo~" The little guy covered his butt and wanted to cry: "Uncle lied to Zhuzhu, uncle lied to the child, woo woo woo..."
017 was extremely embarrassed: [Hehe...baby, well...I think your uncle must be very happy. There is a saying in human beings that happiness should be shared and joy should be shared!]
[This shows that your uncle loves you, that's why he just imitated your movements and gently patted your little butt, don't you think?]
The kid doesn't speak.
Um.
It doesn't matter whether Bo Tingsi loves her or not, Zhuzhu will not be lost.
But for now, Fat Mushroom feels that Uncle Goose doesn't love her.
because...
The silly goose saw it~
If Uncle Goose loved her, he would not have asked her to recite poetry.
If Uncle Goose loved her, he wouldn't let her head buzz~
If Uncle Goose loves her!!
I won’t let her suffer from studying!!!
The kid frowned sadly, glanced at the man sitting on the sofa not far away who was reading some materials, and quietly brought the textbook closer to his face, trying to cover his face with the textbook.
I had a "crocodile dream" last night, and the little girl is still a little sleepy and is yawning and feeling sleepy.
The little girl hung her head and thought about the dream she had yesterday, she gnashed her teeth in anger!
snort! !
How dare that shit pillow pretend to be her pot?!
She said the swollen pillow was her beauty pot?
It's ugly and not pretty at all, and the most hateful thing is that it actually dares to sneak into my dreams and make me become so fierce!
snort!
Too much!!
The kid yawned while holding the book and began to feel sleepy.
She twisted her butt, found a comfortable sitting position, and prepared to take a nap.
But, the kid forgot.
Her face...
Bigger than a book...
So, that little book couldn't cover up the kid's big chubby face at all.
The man who was looking down at the information seemed to have noticed it. He couldn't help but curl his lips slightly, then clenched his slender hands into fists, placed them against his lips and coughed lightly. Without raising his head, he stretched out his foot to touch Zhuzhu's crossed calves.
"Bo Zhuzhu, how's your memorization going?"
"Your dad said you love chicken wings the most. If you don't memorize it well, I'll randomly check. If I pick someone who doesn't know, I'll reduce your chicken wings this morning."
It just saved him money.
He made a lot of chirping and wailing, but the kid didn't react at all.
Only when she said the words "reduced chicken wings" did the little girl suddenly wake up, dropped the book in her hand, and shook her head violently: "No... no!"
"I can't help but want to knock Zhuzhu's chicken wings. Zhuzhu is working hard to pay off her debts. Uncle Goose, don't worry!"
Looking at her anxious little appearance, the man was in a good mood.
I don't know why, but he seems to particularly like teasing this kid. Every time he looks at the little guy's silly look, his "cute aggression syndrome" will break out.
Then I want to rub my baby!!
Bo Tingsi wanted to tease her, so he pretended to be puzzled and raised his eyebrows: "Did you try hard to recite it?"
"How many of the three poems have you memorized? Recite them for uncle?"
When the little fellow heard this, he instantly wilted and began to stammer, his paws pawing at each other, his stumbling voice getting softer and softer: "I...I've memorized a poem, but I haven't finished it yet. When I've finished, I'll recite it all to uncle... Okay?"
She looked up stealthily at her second uncle, then quickly lowered her head guiltily.
The man frowned.
Tsk.
How come the little guy can't even tell a lie?
It’s so obvious...isn’t it obvious at first glance that it’s a lie?
The man leaned back, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a long silence, he sighed, "Don't imitate your father and act pretentiously."
The little fellow didn't quite understand the word "pretentious," so he tilted his head in confusion, clenched his paws, and subconsciously asked, "Why?"
Bo Tingsi touched her head and smiled slightly: "I'm afraid that you won't be able to pretend to be cool and get beaten to death."
oh.
Zhuzhuer understood the second half of the sentence.
The little guy nodded in sudden realization, then tilted his head back and said seriously, "Don't worry, Uncle, if Zhuzhu doesn't let them wash it, they won't be able to kill Zhuzhu~"
"I've already said that anyone who does something stupid without someone's consent is not a good person, but a bad person~"
"Hehe, if they dare to hit Xizhuzhu, they are bad guys!"
“They don’t dare~”
The kid raised his chin proudly, thinking he was extremely powerful.
Little did he know that these "silly and sweet" remarks directly shocked Bo Tingsi!
The man's cold face was a little confused.
After a pause, his expression cracked.
no!
You are so naive!!!
If people are about to beat you to death, how can you still be a good person?! How can you still care whether others call you a bad guy or a good guy?
And you don't agree... If you don't agree, then people won't do it?
You are such a funny kid!!
Bo Tingsi looked at that face and fell into deep self-doubt again.
Is this little kid really his eldest brother’s child?
So innocent... Could it really not have been stolen by his elder brother?
He raised his eyes and glanced at the baby in front of him.
The baby grinned at him happily.
he:"........."
The man held his forehead with a headache.
Please, stop yelling.
I'm not good at it to begin with, and I look even more stupid with my teeth bared...