Chapter 107 I'm so scared, my wig will fall off
The little rice pot was showing off with his hands around his little head.
It's over!
I just said that laughing is not allowed, I forgot to say that getting angry is not allowed.
She lowered her head and muttered softly, "I just want to go to school with my daughter. What's wrong with that?"
Liu Zhixiang came over and coaxed, "Yes, yes, our big rice pot is not wrong."
He patted Gong Lingxiao, signaling him not to be childish.
"It's normal for children to like to play. If she's depressed and wants to die, what will you do?"
It is undeniable that when it comes to children seeking suicide, it is the most deadly threat to parents.
Gong Lingxiao had to change his tone, "I'm not angry, I'm just asking. How could I be angry with the big rice pot? I love the big rice pot the most. I'm the one who loves the big rice pot the most in the world."
These overly familiar words and shameless rhetoric sounded so familiar to Dafanguo.
She looked up cutely, her little hands not covering her forehead tightly...
A forehead without eyebrows looks like a boiled egg, bare and bald.
Suddenly, Gong Lingxiao couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Followed by a group of people behind him.
The little guy's chubby face looks like a bun, but now he has no eyebrows and his head is shaved bald. Even the sideburns on both sides of his round face are gone, making him look like a pink meatball.
"Wow, wow, wow... You said you wouldn't laugh at me! Why are you still laughing! If I go to school like this now, my classmates and teachers will definitely laugh at me!" Big Rice Pot raised his head sadly and burst into tears.
This time the sound was louder than the previous ones, so sharp that it felt like drilling into the ground, making people's ears hurt.
"Come on, stop crying! My male mom has a solution. Ask the little sister to help you draw it on."
Big Rice Pot frowned and touched his head, "What about this Mediterranean thing?"
It’s impossible that people would mistakenly think she has mediocre skin when she is only two years old!
A maid took a wig off the old housekeeper's head and said, "Look, young lady! It's okay! No one will know!"
The old butler looked at the wig in front of him and subconsciously touched the top of his head. No wonder his head felt so cold.
But in order to make the little one happy, he didn't mind, and reminded her: "But little miss, if you sweat and feel hot, remember not to scratch your head! Otherwise, it will fall off easily."
Gong Lingxiao laughed angrily, looking at the little kid who was forced to wear an old man's wig.
"Daddy, is the nest still ugly?"
The big rice pot, which had finally calmed down, couldn't help laughing when he saw Gong Lingxiao, and became anxious.
She ran to the mirror concernedly to check her current appearance.
"You're not ugly! You're the most beautiful in Daddy's eyes!"
Even Dafanguo didn't believe this lie.
She put her hands on her chubby waist angrily and said, "Woo woo, I am an ugly girl, not a pretty girl anymore."
"Don't worry, little miss! We can put on makeup and help you look beautiful, but please don't rub your eyebrows!" The maid coaxed patiently.
The big rice pot nodded honestly with tears in his eyes, "I won't rub it, I'm very obedient."
Now she avoids razors.
After the efforts of everyone in the mansion, the big rice pot can finally be presented to the public.
"Yes, my face is really big."
Because her hair was uncovered, she looked like a bun, even though she had used a wig to tie her hair into two small buns and had her eyebrows drawn.
Liu Zhixiang coaxed, "Not big! We call this cute."
The big rice pot looked at Gong Lingxiao again and asked concernedly, "Dad, does Wo Kuo love you?"
“Super cute!”
Gong Lingxiao was telling the truth when he said this. After all, he was as cute as a meatball.
Big Rice Pot was skeptical, but still willing to change into the pretty little dress.
"Are you sure you still want to go to school?" Gong Lingxiao looked at the little girl with tears in her eyes. In fact, he didn't want her to make things too difficult for herself.
Big Rice Pot nodded, "Yeah! I can't give up just because I encounter difficulties! Otherwise, I won't be able to become a great college student."
Liu Zhixiang was moved by the little guy's motivation, "He's really my good boy, he loves studying so much!"
The emotions of the big rice pot come and go quickly.
Once she got in the car, she stopped crying.
She just sat in the car nervously, not moving at all, for fear that if she moved, her wig would fall off.
As the car got closer to the kindergarten, Liu Zhixiang saw the name of the kindergarten and was stunned.
"So you're going to this kindergarten? Someone said Ye Hui has been to this kindergarten before."
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