Mafia King's Adorkable Bride

As Lord Yeming said, except them, the others didn't come.

An xiaonuan felt his nose awkwardly and asked Lord Yeming, "husband, am I a little too worried?"

She seems to worry too much. The children have grown up slowly and are no longer the children without self-protection. Moreover, the uncle said that someone had been arranged to protect them, but she still doesn't feel at ease.

Yeming Jue saw her loss, stretched out his hand to pull an xiaonuan's broken hair disordered by the wind behind her ear and said, "no, you just love them too much."

Because of love, so will worry about gain and loss, think before and after.

Warm always thinks of others like this. A girl who seems heartless and heartless is always trying her best to take care of the people around her, and rarely considers herself.

But it doesn't matter. He will take good care of the little sun.

An xiaonuan agrees and nods. Yes, she just loves these children too much. No matter how much they learn, she always feels uneasy.

The spring outing team over there is ready to be stationed. The school has invited professional nursing workers to clean up and tidy up, so now those teachers are talking about today's activity arrangement with the children in the class.

Ann xiaonuan sees Yezi Yu and Yezi Rui, and also sees some girls standing beside them.

"Hmm? What about Zihan and ziyao? Why don't I know the people standing next to the two boys?" an xiaonuan asked Lord Yeming.

Lord Yeming didn't know him either, so he asked, "do you want to drive him away?"

He felt that the two boys didn't seem to like those little girls very much.

Ann xiaonuan shook her head: "we came secretly. If you go up and drive people away, will we help soon? And those little girls may be their friends?"

Although she felt that her two sons were unlikely to play with the girls they said were "delicate and stupid", who knew if it was the little boy's duplicity?

But the next scene let her know that the dislike in the mouth of the two sons is real, not duplicity.

At the moment, the night Son Rui has an agitated face and has no ease at home.

It's school, but he thinks it's more tired than practicing the piano.

Not because the class is tired, but because the girls in front of us are too tired.

"I said, I don't like it. Would you please take it away?" Yezi Rui said, looking at all kinds of snacks in front of him.

"This is a snack my father brought back from n country. You can't buy it in Longcheng. Have a try?" said the girl standing on his right.

The girl standing on the left was not convinced. She put the snacks in her hand into yezirui's arms, and then said to yezirui, "this is a snack made by my aunt's own house. Now there's nothing to sell. You eat this!"

……

Then a group of girls began to sell their snacks.

Yezi Rui was blocked by these girls and his brain was a little buzzing. If it weren't for these girls, he would have rushed out.

Although he is not a cleanliness addict, he doesn't want to squeeze around among a group of girls.

Because he was tall, he saw Mo ziyao and an Zixuan standing outside the crowd with a gloating face.

Yeziyu had already found a tree shade to read, and didn't care about his movement at all.

"Mo ziyao, an Zixuan, have you seen enough? Come here quickly!" shouted Ye Zirui.

Mo ziyao had seen enough, ate the snack in his mouth, and then walked this way.

"Do you want to try a free injection? I recently learned some tricks from my father to ensure that you won't hurt. Come on, try." Mo ziyao said, about to take the needle tube from his bag.

The girls standing next to Yezi Rui were instantly afraid.

They have really seen Yezi Rui give injections to others!

He'll really prick people with a needle!

They don't want injections!

So the girls who had just surrounded yezirui suddenly dispersed.

Yezi Rui breathed a sigh of relief and then asked Mo ziyao, "why do you think those people like to surround me? Why not surround you? Is it because I am particularly handsome?"

Then he looked at an Zixuan and Mo ziyao with a disdainful face.

"I think you enjoy being surrounded. Let me call them back for you!" an Zixuan said, about to find those girls.

The night Son Rui hurriedly stretched out his hand and pulled him: "no, no, no, I'm kidding, really!"

I'm kidding. He's about to call those girls over. He won't be quiet today.

A group of girls are chirping and his head is going to explode.

I really miss sweet!

Mo ziyao rolled his eyes and said, "it's not because you attract bees and butterflies like a flower every day."

Unlike him, he never said one more word to other girls for Ziyan!

And no girl in their class dared to talk to him.

Not only because he is not very friendly to girls, but also because he will always have a needle in his pocket.

In Mo Qianqiu's words, it can not only protect yourself, but also save lives. It is a necessary artifact for home travel!

But in the eyes of children, this artifact is a frightening thing.

So this also led to Mo ziyao's side is always very cold.

And why are there no girls around an Zixuan and yeziyu? It's purely because there are too many words and too few words.

So this also leads to the handsome and talkative Yezi Rui being particularly popular in the class.

Several boys walked to their group side by side, and the easel on an xiaonuan's side was also set up.

An xiaonuan adjusted the color of the paint in his hand, then picked up the brush and spread a blue background on the drawing board.

Green mountains and blue sky, there are two small figures in the picture.

Lord Yeming looked at the two people in the picture, and the center of his eyebrows twisted into a Sichuan character.

"Warm, why didn't you draw it for me?" asked Lord Yeming.

This is his first time to see warm figures. Before, warm was painting landscapes.

"I haven't painted a figure for a long time. It's hand-made. It's just a casual painting," an xiaonuan said as he painted.

"I like everything you draw."

His intention to paint warm is very obvious. An xiaonuan already knows him very well and suddenly hears the jealousy in his tone.

She smiled so that dimples appeared at the corners of her mouth.

"Well, I'll draw for you when I have time. Don't despise my poor painting." she really hasn't painted characters for a long time. It's nearly ten years since she last painted characters in high school.

"OK." then Lord Yeming fed an xiaonuan one of the washed cherries.