Abandoned Pit Admiral Unveiled Coffin

Little Zeppelin was relatively short, so after sitting on Earl Zeppelin's lap, his head could barely touch Zeppelin's upper abdomen.

Ever since, there was such a cute scene of little Qi Bai's brain pads.

Of course, the little guy himself has no resistance to this, and it seems that he should be used to it.

It's a bit heavy, but it's soft and comfortable.

Moreover, the little guy was even a little proud when he thought that the commander's favorite baby was on his head.

"Hum~"

Leaning comfortably on the soft human sofa, Little Zeppelin vigorously pointed to a bottle of beer on the table: "Ma... I want to drink beer too!"

"Can't--"

Count Zeppelin, who was originally a loving mother, suddenly became serious: "Children can only drink milk and juice."

"Why!" Not to be outdone, twisting his small body, little Zeppelin's brain pad also turned into a wavy arc.

"Because beer is not good for children's health."

Seeing that Zeppelin's center of gravity was slightly lowered, the little Zeppelin who was sitting on her lap suddenly felt an unprecedented pressure, just like Bi Mawen who was pressed under the Five Fingers Mountain, unable to move at all.

"Damn it! You'll bully me! Give me a shot!"

"Eat you? Sorry, no one can do it except the commander."

A fierce light flashed in his eyes, and Zeppelin's finger easily slid onto the inner thigh of little Zeppelin, and he seemed to screw it up when he had a disagreement.

As the saying goes, filial daughters are born under the stick, and Zeppelin's character was corrected bit by bit by the commander with the stick.Although Zeppelin does not have a stick, this does not prevent her from teaching her disobedient daughter a little lesson.

"Okay, okay, Zeppelin, you are really too. Just now, you obviously said that the child is still there, but you also said some nonsense in front of the child."

Seeing that the expression on Little Zeppelin's face was getting more and more aggrieved, as if he might cry at any time, Bismarck, the iron-blooded nanny, quickly started to smooth things over.

"Sorry, Bismarck, I made a slip of the tongue."

Recalling what he said just now under the reminder of Bismarck, Zeppelin felt a slip of the tongue, but also raised the center of gravity of his body again, and even took his hands away from the soft flesh of Zeppelin's thigh.

"Also, the same goes for you, Little Zeppelin. Since your mother said you can't drink beer anymore, you are still so willful and misbehaving. Do you want to be sent by the commander to be a mother and daughter with Sister Fang Zhou for a day?"

It has to be said that, as an iron-blooded leader, Bismarck is relatively fair. He will not train the big ones and forget to train the young ones.

"She, she is not my mother!"

With his mouth puffed out, Little Zeppelin turned his head angrily.

But the guilty conscience in the little guy's eyes did not escape the eyes of his sisters.

Especially after saying this, the little guy has been watching Zeppelin from the corner of his eye, obviously looking like a little daughter who is afraid of his mother's anger.

"Okay, don't be angry, Zeppelin, and don't be awkward, little Zeppelin."

Looking at the mother and daughter, Eugen was almost sour.

Among the people present, apart from Nimi and Zeppelin Jr., she was the only one who hadn't hit home run yet.

If we watched more of this kind of mother-daughter drama, I am afraid that Eugen would be exposed to the ICU just like Su Guanhai.

NMD, sunning a daughter is much more ruthless than sunning a boat.

"How about this."

Eugen took the empty Yakult bottle on the table that had been drunk by Zeppelin, and after opening a bottle of beer, he poured the beer into the empty bottle.

"Mother and daughter, take a step back. How about letting little Zeppelin drink a little today?"

"This……"

With a hesitant look on his face, Zeppelin obviously didn't know whether he should agree or not.

"Don't worry, Zeppelin, drink this little, and nothing will happen."

The Great Emperor on the side also persuaded him: "Besides, Little Zeppelin is also like us, with iron and blood blood. Drinking a little beer is not a big deal."

"OK then."

Seeing that Frederick the Great, who had more experience as a mother than himself, said so, Zeppelin finally agreed to Eugen's method.

"Yeah~ It's great~"

Holding the small bottle that Eugen handed over with his small palm, looking at the golden liquid in the small bottle, Little Zeppelin seemed to be afraid that Zeppelin would repent, and poured all the beer into it with one mouthful. mouth.

"Cough cough..."

In the next second, the little guy stuck out his tongue in pain.

"Beer, it's so bad!"

Touching the fiery cheeks, seeing the faces of the sisters holding back their laughter, Little Zeppelin waved her little fist angrily: "How do you still love drinking such a nasty thing?" !Did you give me fake wine? Damn it, after eating it!"

"So I told you not to drink."

Dumbfoundingly looking at the little guy flopping about in his arms, Zeppelin picked up a small cake bought from Dunkirk and put it into the little guy's mouth.

"Ah-"

The little guy, who had long been used to being fed by Zeppelin, ate the snack into his mouth with little thought.