Young grandma just wants to be the boss

Chapter 723 Grinding Little Fairy→_→【Next 11 points

According to her brain circuit, if a boy likes her, she will never see it!
He doubted that even if a boy stood in front of her and confessed directly, she would still say - I like you too, because you are my classmate, we must work together to build a better tomorrow in xzhong, today I am proud of my alma mater , Tomorrow my alma mater is proud of me!

Imagining such a scene, Dennis couldn't help but patted her hair angrily and amusedly, "Okay, come in and cut the cake."

As soon as the words fell, he realized that something was wrong——

"I've always had this skin, you've always been able to see my face, why are you so surprised to see me?"

Zhao Mengmeng grabbed her finger innocently, "But I thought you were wearing makeup..."

"...I don't wear makeup!"

"But you love beauty..."

"..." Dennis took three deep breaths, "Get out!"

As he spoke, he carried the little girl who had just been re-invited by him back to the corridor, and closed the door with a bang.

A certain little lemon stared at the closed door in front of her eyes, and pursed her mouth depressedly.

Why are you suddenly angry again?She did nothing bad.

Maybe it's because he's so pretty...

It's like after she returned to China, she found out that the phrase that was very popular on the Internet in China... what was it called?

Oh yes, it's called - the little goblin who grinds people. ←_←

The little girl took the cake and left angrily.

It was already dark, and Dennis was so angry that he didn't even want to eat dinner. He planned not to leave this bedroom today and go straight to sleep.

But just as he lay down, he saw a beam of light dangling on the window of his room.

He ignored it, the beam of light disappeared quickly, but after a while, it came back again.

And this time, the beam of light was a little darker, but when it hit his glass, it was no longer an ordinary big dot, but... a... small peacock drawn in a round frame.

Through the glass, the little peacock was reflected on the white wall of the roof of his room, and he could see it very clearly.

Dennis's nose was almost crooked. He threw off the quilt, got up, got out of bed and opened the window. The movement was done in one go, so fast that his whole body was full of murderous aura.

Sure enough, just as he thought, the one standing in the yard downstairs was that little lemon.

She is holding a flashlight in her hand now. The first beam of light was her holding the flashlight and shaking his window, and then the little peacock...she left for a while to draw a simple peacock, and then cut out the excess Partly, paste the finished paper-cut on the light of the flashlight, and you can use the brightness of the light to reflect a peacock on his window...

Dennis never knew that being able to draw could be so irritating.

He looked at the lemon downstairs, his teeth itching with anger.

But when the little girl saw that he finally came out, she started to show her temper instead. She puffed her face, snorted, and turned her head away from him. Straight to the sky.

Dennis always felt that this move had some deep meaning, but he couldn't figure it out, so he asked her, "What does this mean?"

The little girl said angrily, "The little peacock has gone to heaven!"

Dennis: "..."

The little girl demanded unhappily, "Come down and cut the cake with me!"

"No way!"

"you come down!"

"No way!"

Such a naive conversation was repeated several times, the little girl got angry, and finally turned off the flashlight, took a few deep breaths, and after brewing, she brought her hands to her lips and shouted, "You--down...cough cough cough! "

The mouth was opened too wide, just as a gust of cold wind was blowing, a certain little lemon choked on the wind...

Dennis: "..." Stupid not stupid.

The little girl coughed hard, and she was standing swaying here and there, but another gust of cold wind blew her back. She staggered a bit, and fell to the ground top-heavy, like a little girl who had just learned to walk.

The corner of Dennis's mouth twitched violently, he propped his arms on the window sill, and jumped directly from the second floor. At the very moment, he rushed to her side and hugged her.

The little girl ran into his arms, rubbed her sore nose, and tried to raise her head, "You...cough cough cough..."

Dennis angrily pushed the man back into his arms, "We'll wait until we're out of breath before we talk!"

His tone was fierce, and the movement of patting her on the back was obviously rusty, and he couldn't control his strength. Sometimes it seemed like he was hitting someone, and sometimes it was like a kitten scratching someone, but he kept adjusting patiently, and finally finally managed to The strength is controlled at a moderate strength, and I help her to pat her back to smoothen her breath.

But the little girl didn't seem to appreciate it, she kept coughing and struggling.

Dennis' temper came up again... She refused to let him coax him, so he just wanted to continue coaxing him, and finally he simply sat on the swing chair in the yard, hugged the little lemon to his lap, and continued coaxing——

If you don't let me do anything, I will do whatever.

Such is the temper of a certain little peacock.

The temperature has dropped. There are no people around here, and it gets colder after nightfall. Dennis only wears a set of long-sleeved silk pajamas, but he doesn't feel cold at all.

Firstly, he has a good physique, and secondly, he can withstand any difficult environment, even a little low temperature is completely negligible to him.

Besides, he is really not cold at all now.

Because he was still holding a warm little lemon. I don't know what's wrong with this fruit. It may be that he has been coughing for a long time, and the more he coughs, the hotter he is. Holding her can completely keep out the cold.

Dennis went to the reservoir to make a big purchase these two days. People saw that he bought a lot of things, and every time he bought a lot of snacks that little girls like to eat, they decided that he must be out to play with his girlfriend. I am recommending warm baby to him, saying that girls use this in winter.

Dennis didn't buy it, but he was very impressed with the name Nuan Bao Bao.

What kind of warm baby do you want, he thinks this warm lemon is the best.

He discarded the warm baby aside in his mind, but he paused for a while when he patted the back of the person in his arms, and suddenly felt that the function of this warm baby might not be useful, but the name sounded a little pleasant to his ear.

warm baby.

He looked down at the person in his arms and thought it was good. ←_←

Realizing that the little lemon finally had a good cough and was able to speak, Dennis viciously increased his hand strength, deliberately preventing her from speaking.

The little girl was pressed firmly on the chest by him, her face was almost flattened, and even her nose was crooked. She was depressed and tried to speak, her voice was muffled, "I want to tell you, your pajamas The buttons are not fastened!"

Dennis: "..."

There was a moment of blankness in his mind, as if all his IQ was going away from him.

No, it left him forever long ago, but he just found out now.

You ask him why he is so dull?
nonsense!IQ is gone, how can it be possible to react quickly!
(End of this chapter)