Buddha was stunned.
Last night, 077 was crying and sobbing, looking very heartbroken. Then, in the middle of the night, she was sent away, and instead of being sad when she woke up, she's taking advantage of this god?!
It was worried last night that 077 would be sad when it woke up, but... ha, what a scumbag, clearly 077!
If someone like Sisi heard what Folian was thinking, they would probably have a serious argument with her.
How is she a jerk? How is she a jerk? She's just accepting her fate, you know?
Because of the Master's divine good looks, Helian Mousi temporarily forgot the pain of being "abandoned".
Even after Nanrong Jinghua left, Helian Mou Sisi was still sticking out his little bottom.
The little hand searched and searched in its little bundle, and finally found its favorite crimson little dress.
She was initially in high spirits, but suddenly the smile on the little girl's rosy face vanished, and she tossed the bright red dress aside.
The little doll herself sat cross-legged, glancing at the crimson little dress she had tossed aside.
As if sulking over that little dress, she puffed out her cheeks and huffed.
My little one has already sold himself to the teacher; from now on, he/she is no longer my/her most, most beloved little one.
The pretty little dresses that Zaizai gave to Sisi are no longer her favorites!
"Hmph!"
The little girl grew angrier and angrier, and the angrier she became, the more aggrieved she felt. Finally, she sniffed.
He silently gazed up at the bed curtains at a forty-five-degree angle, holding back the tears welling up in his eyes.
Sisi is a strong girl, she would never cry for that big jerk Zai Zai!
Having successfully held back her tears, Helian Mousisi put down her crossed legs.
She stuck out her little bottom again and started looking for the pretty little dress she would wear later.
Finally, Helian Mou Sisi took out a pink tulle dress from her small bundle, and after another round of hard work...
Finally, Sisi was dressed in her little dress. With her chubby little hands, she parted the bed curtains and peeked out her fluffy pink head.
She called out sweetly to Nanrong Jinghua, who was sitting elegantly sipping tea at the pearwood table in the outer hall.
"Master, Master, Sisi is all changed! Master, give me a hug~"
There's no way around it, the bed here is just too high, unlike the low beds in the main hall.
However, if I can get a hug from the Master, it doesn't seem so inconvenient, hehe~!
Nan Rong Jinghua put down her teacup and went to the bedside. At that moment, Si Si proactively stretched out her little arms and hooked them around Nan Rong Jinghua's neck.
The little one didn't forget to use his little mouth, calling out "Master, Master~" in a soft, sweet voice.
Nan Rong Jinghua smiled slightly, and with her long, jade-like fingers, she gently hooked the little girl's pert nose.
With a grin, Sisi brought her rosy cheeks close, as if she wanted to give the teacher a big "smack" on the cheek, the kind of good morning kiss.
The little girl suddenly remembered that she had just woken up, and immediately covered her mouth with her little hands.
When she met Nan Rong Jinghua's gaze, Si Si felt incredibly guilty.
Her curled eyelashes fluttered, and her fluffy little head quietly buried itself in Nan Rong Jing Hua's neck.
Thank goodness, I almost embarrassed my five-year-old.
Nan Rong Jinghua roughly understood what the little girl had wanted to do. He lowered his head slightly, and his clear, snow-white lips gently touched the top of the little girl's soft hair.
Ah Sheng.
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