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Chapter 322 Good Girl 13
"The painting is about to be finished, so just wait a little longer... Hahaha, don't rub me, it's so itchy... Haha, it's so itchy..."

The two of us rolled into a ball.

They scratched each other's armpits, waists, and feet, which were all kinds of ticklish places anyway.

Laughed into a ball.

The painting is also completely ruined.

Both of our hairs are messed up.

Looking at each other's embarrassing image, we laughed out loud.

At this time, I heard the sound of the key opening the door, and turned my head to look over.

"Mom!" I yelled happily when I saw the person coming in.

The little girl also called aunt obediently.

Mother heard another voice and turned to look at us.

Mother froze.

There was no movement for a long time.

"What's wrong with mom?" I ran over and took my mother's hand without knowing it.

"This is Xiaoqin, my best friend." I introduced the little girl to my mother.

"Hello, Auntie." The little girl called obediently.

The mother stared at the little girl tightly, without speaking, her eyes were a little scary.

The little girl was frightened by her mother's eyes, and looked at me helplessly.

Then he thought of something, touched his messy hair awkwardly, and lowered his head embarrassedly.

I pulled my mother: "Mom, why are you looking at Xiaoqin all the time? I played with her, mom, don't be angry!"

My mother looked down at me and squeezed out a smile, which was a bit weird.

"Xiaoqin, your good friend?" There was no emotion in my mother's voice, but I don't know why, but it gave me a very strange feeling.

"Yes, yes!" I nodded.

Mother looked between the two of us meaningfully, with a low voice and an inexplicable smile: "You two go and play."

I took the little girl's hand and went into the room.

The mother quietly watched the door close, the corner of her mouth curled up to one side, she walked slowly to the sofa, and saw the destroyed painting.

Opening it, staring at the painting for a while, with a blank face, crumpled up the painting little by little, threw it lightly, and threw it into the trash can.

Then he took out something from his small bag. It was a small camera, which was very suitable for carrying around.

The mother turned on the camera to watch with a blank expression.

I don't know what interesting things I saw, my red lips grinned, and I smiled very happily.

But her eyes were still staring at the camera, her eyes were dark and dark, she was obviously smiling, but it made people get goosebumps all over her body.

Mother's red lips moved slightly, as if she was thinking about something...

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The little girl patted her little chest, then stroked her hair with a mournful face: "I must be ashamed in front of your mother!"

I also stroked the little girl's head, just in time to touch the little girl's chubby little hand, and comforted me: "It's okay, my mother won't care about these things. Look, isn't my hair messed up too? "

I took the little girl's hand to touch my own head, and bent down specially. I have to say, the little girl is really short.

But these words must not be said, otherwise, the little girl will definitely cry because of grievances.

The little girl looked at me unhappy: "I told you not to rub my head! If I don't grow taller in the future, it's all your fault!"

"Well, it's my fault." I nodded, wondering if the little girl really couldn't grow taller.

(End of this chapter)