Mian Ao washed herself as quickly as possible and changed into the new clothes that Jiang Zhouzhou bought for her.
A pink princess dress, paired with a white knitted jacket, a pair of white socks and white leather shoes.
Even the small clothes and pants are matched.
Fortunately, Mian'ao's thinking process is different from that of normal girls of this era, otherwise she would be so ashamed and angry about such a complete set of accessories that she would accuse Zhou Zhou of being a hooligan.
Of course, with her small body, no one would be so cruel as to act rudely towards her.
However, this suit is really suitable.
I don’t know if it’s because Cotton-padded Jacket ate three weird things, or because he’s been full for a while and hasn’t been doing farm work.
After washing, the dark and dirty face and paws became much whiter.
The pink color on her does not turn her into a deadly Barbie pink, but instead makes her little face look very pink and tender.
Except for being skinny and looking like a little girl of twelve or thirteen, everything else is good.
Once she puts on the little skirt, she looks more like a little princess, well-behaved, ignorant and naive.
However, Mian'ao didn't care about these things at all. After washing, he rushed out to show Siming: "It's clean."
He turned around twice in front of Sima Ming, his little face anxious and nervous, afraid that he would be beaten back to wash again.
Siming was still very satisfied, except for the thin and yellow hair, which was still wet and dripping on his scalp: "Take that towel and wipe your hair."
Mian'ao didn't dare to waste even a second. She knew she couldn't outsmart Siming, so she went to wipe her hair obediently.
If she moved quickly enough, she could eat faster.
He put a towel on his head and then started to output crazily. After the towel was taken off, his little yellow hair was all standing on end.
"This style is good, this style is good, Xiao Ao Zi, you have such frizzy hair, others can't even get a perm, you must be envied to death by a lot of people."
The way she looks like this is very similar to the popular afro style nowadays.
Zhou Zhou grinned so hard that tears came out.
Mian'ao ignored him completely and leaned closer to Siming: "Is it ok?"
The little girl actually smells like milk?
Siming turned his face away uncomfortably: "Well, that's enough, eat it."
Mian'ao was overjoyed and ate without wasting a second, eating so much that he couldn't even lift his head.
Jiang Zhouzhou tutted his words and said, "What a waste of the clothes I specially picked out. You're eating in such a rude manner."
"But boss, look at my taste in choosing clothes. Even ugly girls can become cute when they wear them. Not bad, not bad. No wonder people always say that clothes make the man."
"It's just that this girl is too skinny. She should gain some weight."
Si Ming looked over dimly and asked: "The clothes you bought?" Buying underwear for a little girl?
Siming felt that he could arrange some training programs for Jiang Zhouzhou.
Jiang Zhouzhou suddenly felt a chill. Although he didn't know why, his survival instinct made him quickly tell the truth: "Hey, I didn't buy it. I asked my aunt to help buy it at the department store."
"But the girl's figure, clothing size, style, and color are all my instructions."
"Ask Auntie to buy the most fashionable ones. Many girls like them. Boss, do you think I'm awesome?"
Sima Ming looked away, what a great guy.
However, the little girl looks really good in this outfit, so you can buy more.
There was a large table of food, but the two grown men only ate two buns and a bowl of porridge, and the rest went into their cotton-padded jackets.
The two grown men were silent for a long time. It was their first time raising a girl and they didn't know whether to restrict her food.
After dinner, Si Ming wanted to take his cotton jacket to the special department.
Mian'ao followed her obediently and picked up her bag.
It was still the bundle wrapped in the dirty, torn bed sheet.
The black torn bed sheet and the pink expensive princess dress appeared on the same person at the same time. The two grown men who didn't understand aesthetics felt their eyes hurt when they saw them.
Jiang Zhouzhou said, "Little Aozi, just leave the things here with the boss. We can come back to get them after we finish our business."
Cotton Jacket stared at Jiang Zhouzhou warily: "Mine."
Jiang Zhou Zhou resisted the urge to roll his eyes: "I know it's yours and no one wants it. Aren't you tired of holding it like this? Just put it in the room, I guarantee it won't get lost."
Just reach out and take it.
Cotton-padded jacket's eyes instantly turned red, and he glared at Zhou Zhou like a little wolf protecting its food.
If it weren't for that breakfast this morning, Zhou Zhou would have already flown over the wall.
Zhou Zhou was so scared that he quickly withdrew his hand.
If it's a little slower, I'm afraid I'll have to go to the hospital.
I was so angry, thinking this girl had no conscience.
Siming also witnessed what Zhao Guoyan said about cotton-padded jackets being particularly protective of food. It was indeed very protective of food.
He turned around and went to the backyard, and took out a jade gourd the size of a baby's fist.
Handing it to the cotton-padded jacket: "Feel it."
I held the cotton-padded jacket in my hand hesitantly. It was cool and very comfortable.
She didn't know how to feel, but as soon as she started, she "saw" a very special place, very large and spacious, with houses, large estates, mountains and rivers.
Siming knew at a glance that the cotton-padded jacket could be used. He couldn't describe his feelings, but he felt that there were more and more strange things about this girl. An ordinary person with no cultivation could actually use magic weapons.
However, she and the jade gourd are destined to be together.
"Mark it. You can put all your things in it from now on."
"Mark?" Mian'ao was bewildered: "How do I mark?"
"How you mark it is up to you. Everyone's marking method is different."
Mian'ao didn't understand, but she understood one thing: this thing was given to her.
"mine."
The little starving ghost is very protective of her food and also has a strong possessiveness. Her things are hers and no one can touch them.
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