Naughty Loli in Doll

"The name of this story is the race between the tortoise and the hare. I once told your mother and your aunt..." Medavley thought for a while.

Although it was a story told a long time ago, Maedavli still remembers it clearly.

And Mir, who was shrunk under the blanket, tilted his head in doubt.

Did the human society in the present world take shape when Irene was a child?Why did grandma tell them about the tortoise and the hare?

Maedavli ignored Mir's puzzlement, but touched Mir's little head protruding from the bed with her slender and soft hands expressionlessly, and continued:

"Once upon a time, there was a rabbit that was running very fast. It saw a little turtle that was crawling slowly, and laughed at it: 'You crawl really slowly, can you hurry up?'." Her voice was very calm, Not even as preoccupied as Eileen said.

Mill always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence.

"The little tortoise was unhappy, and decided to have a competition with the rabbit. The competition started, and the rabbit was as fast as it said, and it threw the little tortoise away for a long distance..."

The irascible wife still didn't fluctuate much in her tone when she told the story, even a little bluntly, but it could be seen that she was trying to soften her tone.

"But it was going so fast that after throwing an AE86 off a corner, it crashed into a tree and died."

"???"

"A woodcutter happened to be sleeping by a tree. An apple fell from the apple tree above his head and hit him on the head. The woodcutter looked at the apple in his hand in confusion and thought: Why? Do apples fall down instead of up into the sky?"

"?????" Are you sure this is a story from your era?

"The perplexed woodcutter picked up the rabbit, thinking that if he waited here every day, wouldn't he be able to eat rabbit meat every day?"

"The little tortoise only thought that the rabbit fell asleep by the tree, and climbed to the finish line persistently, but didn't want to be stepped on by a woodcutter carrying a dead rabbit just after reaching the finish line..."

Mir wrinkled his face and looked at grandma.

Why is what she said different from what the teacher in the orphanage said?How many cuts have been made to those villains in the orphanage!

"So the woodcutter's dinner is hearty rabbit meat and tortoise soup." Maedavli touched Mier's little head again, "This story tells us: the tortoise and the hare race, the woodcutter wins, how about it? Have you learned anything?" Does that make sense?"

Although there was an "ah" at the end, her efforts to make her voice soft still seemed so inconsistent.

After telling the story, Maedavli lamented how good her memory was, and she could even remember the stories told so early.

Mir always felt that something was wrong, but with her clumsy little head, she couldn't figure it out.

Finally, after touching the little guy's face and being bitten lightly, Maedavli left the room with "Go to sleep" and walked out of the room, closing the light and the door.

……

Meda Fuli, who came to Mir's sleeping room just now, frowned. The defense and resistance spells she applied were broken, but she didn't feel anything.

She walked over and opened the closed curtains, and what she saw was her own yard and a black shadow in the shape of a human figure printed on the wall of the yard.

There was an empty space in the middle of the shadow, and what seemed to be a gaping mouth was smiling at Medavry.

"Hee hee hee……"

The girl's brisk laughter echoed in Medafule's ears, making her frown unconsciously.

Almost instantly, the black shadow outside the window disappeared, and the girl's laughter seemed to be imagined by Medavli.

She was not polluted by any spirit, but pulled back the curtain very calmly.

"Is it you again, you were able to break through..."

She didn't plan to go outside to check, but focused her perception on the little guy who was asleep in her own room upstairs, and the fat cat also crawled to the little guy's pillow and fell asleep at some point.

What a big-hearted cat, after waking up and finding himself in the "forbidden area" of this house, the first reaction was to find a comfortable place to sleep on?

Maedavli sighed, put a white flower beside the bed in this room, and turned to go upstairs.

It was a simple little magic trick of white flowers slowly turning into a white wreath after she left.

After finding out that the little guy started kicking the quilt, she knew that she probably wouldn't be able to do anything properly tonight.

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The lights are on in the hospital because it's a 24-hour kind of hospital, but it's not taking customers right now because there's a couple of crazy women sitting in the hospital lobby drinking glucose and partying.

These are all Irene's former friends, the ones who used to fight when I was a child, although they only appeared in Irene's memory for a long time, but now they all put down their hands when they heard that Irene was back Live ran over to the party.

"Damn it! Why did that heartless woman abduct our little princess?!" A drunk and crazy woman put down the glucose in her hand, and pulled her collar away because of the heat to make herself happy big dew.

Don't ask why glucose can get you drunk, glucose is known to be combustible.

Eileen smiled and looked at these former friends. The people in front of her made her realize that she was still very young again, because most of them were still single... with that childish feeling.

"I heard that Irene, you even have a daughter. If you were killed, you would never have thought that the little princess who liked to play is now a mother..." It was another familiar voice.

Irene smiled gracefully at her, which caused the rest of the people to sigh.

"Don't you want to drink?" Safaya blushed and looked at Irene who was teetotal.

"No." Irene shook her head, "If I drink, I will be disgusted by my cat."

As she spoke, she showed a happy smile, which stunned the complaining singles again.

At the beginning, Irene drank a little wine when she went out to dinner with those teachers in her college. When she took it home, the little guy was unwilling to sleep with her. He wanted to kiss her but was pushed away with his small hands.

Erin stretched.

"It's getting late, I should go back."

"Huh? Don't want to talk any more?" The yellow flat panel looked at the little princess who loved playing the most at the beginning in surprise.

"No." Irene shook her head and said with a smile, "I have to go back to sleep with my little one."

She was very worried about the little guy sleeping alone or sleeping with Nora.

"Wow~ where's the baby!" There was another booing voice.

Irene ignored their booing, turned and walked out.

After midnight in Dragon Nest, it is best not to use teleportation.

End of this chapter

All the way back home, Irene didn't encounter anything, and as an A-level ability user, she wouldn't be afraid of this level of unknown, so she returned home safely all the way.

There is no need for a key, and there is no teleportation. The door opens automatically, which makes Irene shake her head helplessly.

Everything in this house is controlled by that old woman. Although on the surface she has a very indifferent attitude towards her, and even wants to drive her away, but...

This bad-mouthed dead old woman.

She didn't turn on the light in the hall, because it was unnecessary for her, so she came to the room that Nora helped her tidy up with the guilt of letting her daughter sleep alone in the dark, and opened the door lightly. to open.

Then she saw the big white wreath hanging in front of the window.

"..."

Eileen felt suffocated, especially when she didn't see her daughter asleep on the bed.

really!How could this damn old woman be kind?Doesn't this wreath just say that she wishes for her to die!

Irene took a deep breath, then felt her daughter's position, then walked upstairs angrily but lightly, and opened the door of Meda Fuli's room.

"What are you doing?" an impatient voice sounded.

Irene saw the lower body lying on the head of the bed under the quilt, looking at the book floating in the air, and holding down the edge of the little guy with one hand to prevent her from kicking the quilt.

The most eye-catching thing is the portraits on the wall... Although Irene is not in the mood to pay attention to this at all.

Although the lights were not turned on, Medavley seemed to be able to clearly see the words on it, and Irene could also clearly see her mother who was reading a book.

Surprised!

Eileen is very complicated to see such a mother.

She remembered that the last time she saw Maedavli like this was when she was only a few hundred years old...

That's right, it seems that the old woman has treated this child very well these days, how could she really let her go...

"Just now I saw..."

"Hmm..." The little thing turned over dishonestly when he heard the movement, and stretched out his little feet from under the bed.

Erin shut up quickly.

Maedavelli straightened Mir's calf and gave Irene a look.

Irene approached, pulled the chair beside the bed to prevent Mir from rolling off the bed, and sat on it. Seeing her daughter's cute sleeping face, her expression eased, and she lowered her voice and asked:

"I saw a wreath in the room just now, did you make it?"

Meda Fuli glanced at Irene, and pushed back the hair from her ears: "It's not for you."

Erin nodded: "What happened?"

Even she doesn't know much about Dragon Valley. It should be said that only this old woman knows the mystery of Dragon Valley.

Meda Fuli gently flipped the pages of the book floating in the air with one hand. Instead of answering Irene's question, she whispered:

"If you want a wreath, I'll make one for you another day. You can choose the color you want."

Irene almost couldn't bear to have a fight with the woman who raised her, but the daughter lying on the bed made her dispel the idea.

She stuffed Mir's little hand that stretched out again at some point back into the bed, and then walked back.

Although she came back so early to watch her daughter sleep honestly, but now that the little guy is asleep here, she will not do such a thing as taking her daughter back. All right.

"Wait a minute." Madeavry called to stop her.

Irene turned her head and saw that the old woman pushed the chair away, pulled down the closet next to the bed, and turned into a bed again. Like a big bed.

"Don't go back, just sleep here."

While talking, she waved her hand again and again to control a quilt to float in the air and put it on automatically.

After finishing these things, she continued to look at the book hanging in the air, but that hand was no longer protecting the small thing.

The meaning is obvious: you come to protect her.

Erin looked at her mother complicatedly.

Could she say she wasn't actually going to sleep?

But she still walked over obediently and simply took off her coat and lay down under the quilt, her honest appearance was the same as when she was a child.