Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

Still a full hour and still teaches you a lot!

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"I have taught you something." The fourth prince tremblingly said.

"He taught me the concept of society and people. Many things are completely different from what my father taught me. Although it is absurd, it can be justified, and the logic can be explained..."

Sonia whispered, looking at her little notebook.

It was like opening a lock.

Although she still can't understand the connotation, she seems to have touched something, something different.

The fourth prince was in a daze.

Preconceived thoughts made him not listen to anything.

So Sonia talked for a long time, and he only remembered the first few words, which were "Charlotte taught her to shoot..."

The fourth prince was silent.

Shrinking to the corner, hugging her fat self tightly.

……

Charlotte is a person who must take revenge. Since there is such a link of teaching and educating people, every afternoon, he simply comes to teach Sonia a lesson, enlightening the young daughter of the noble family.

One side is to disgust the fourth prince.

the other side.

He really felt that this guy could be saved. Although he was deeply influenced by the ideology of the aristocratic class, he still had some kindness in human nature.

So the days gradually freeze.

every afternoon.

He made a special trip to take Sonia away to bed class in front of the fourth prince.

Sometimes the princess hugs her, sometimes she holds her like a train fast food, sometimes she grabs the twin ponytails and lets her go by herself, and sometimes she hugs the other with her left hand and the other with her right hand, and takes the nuns into the house to attend lectures and study together...

The fourth prince was so numb that he even started to take it for granted.

What he resents now is not Charlotte, but the management system of Demon King City. Why does that beautiful woman with a black tail only come once a week, and there is no place for him to report.

Rotten, too corrupt!

He was going to wait until he saw the devil again, so he wrote a small composition to report that woman, who was passive and sabotage all day long.

house.

Charlotte leaned against the bookcase, watched the sunlight outside for a while, and then opened the book as usual. Today it is time to talk about the basic principles of historical materialism.

"Mr. Charlotte..."

The little girl from the noble family pursed her lips and gently raised her hand.

Charlotte nodded, "Please tell me."

"Mr. Charlotte, didn't you say that the Demon World won't arrange compulsory work for us? Why do we have to attend classes every day?" Sonia said pitifully.

When she heard it for the first time, she still felt a little curious and fresh.

But over time.

The feeling of learning has turned into monotonous lectures, and this hour is too long for people to sit still.

Even outsiders don't like going to school.

Too tormented.

"Who said that?" Charlotte tilted her head.

"As you said, the class schedule you brought me last time, there is no class arrangement!"

Sonia ran out in a hurry, took the schedule from the balcony, knelt beside her and actively showed Charlotte the schedule above.

look.

Obviously there is no ideological education!

The girl pouted.

Charlotte groaned and touched her chin.

Then cross out the content of the one-hour exercising every day, and write ideology and morality below.

"There is now."

Sonia: "..."

The girl whispered: "Well, I don't want to go to class, I..."

Charlotte interrupted her: "No, you want to."

Chapter 662 What You Said, Is He Serious

Man is a complex animal, the more miserable others are, the happier he will be.

Gives Sonya lessons every day.

Looking at this petite little daughter of aristocratic family with frowning face and life like years, Charlotte even felt like imprisoning a beautiful girl to play forced games.

What's more exciting than forcing a beautiful girl to do homework?

And she does homework.

There is also a fourth prince watching the door for her outside.

Brain supplementation is far more likely to affect the mind than seeing it directly. Every now and then, Charlotte would come to his door with water on her hands to applaud him, and let him hear it, or take a bottle of red wine and keep uncorking the cap, and let him hear the sound of popping... …

The fourth prince's mentality collapsed.

Every time I deliver food to him, it is like the dog chained in cat and mouse, stretching its neck and biting him.

"You traitor, despicable villain, dog of the devil!"

"I'm going to report you!"

"Take your stinky food away and starve me to death. If I don't let my fiancée go, I won't eat a bite of food. See if I die, how can you explain to your boss!"

"..."

Charlotte came over the next day.

The fourth prince squatted in the corner, eating everything from the disposable lunch box, not even a star of oil left.

See Charlotte.

The fat man turned his head away silently.

……

Happy days always go by so fast.

Before you know it, September is already halfway through.

It took more than ten days to adapt and cultivate the relationship, and the suspicion of being a double-faced spy was almost cleared.

It feels like the days are about the same.

That afternoon, Charlotte came downstairs to the house arrest cell, knocked lightly on the door, and signaled the two beautiful girls who were taking a nap to get up and start the afternoon's activities.

Shaking like a kitten.

The nun in pink pajamas sat up, moaned softly, and stretched slowly.

Her figure is indeed very good. After her arms are straightened, her chest is slightly elongated, and the soft pajamas are supported by the full of fat, which has a sense of lines and contours.

Good milk.

Sonia rubbed her eyes too.

Standing up sleepily, he opened his arms, ready to wait for Charlotte to hug him.

It's time for class.

Although I don't know why I took it to class.

And every time the posture is different, the princess hugs, hugs face to face, hugs the buttocks, or even hugs upside down...

But the girl is used to it.

It wouldn't really matter anyway.

Hug it and hug it, maybe this is the etiquette of the devil world.

"What are you doing."

Seeing her gesture of taking a leap of faith, Charlotte froze for a moment.

What's the meaning.

Adolescent girls are dissatisfied with desire?

"Hold me to class." Sonia was also stunned for a moment, and whispered.

"The devil agreed, let's let the wind go today."

Charlotte took half a step back and opened the anti-theft door, and the fresh air rushed in. It was hot air without air conditioning, but with a breath of freedom.

Sonia blinked.

Then her cheeks flushed red, and she took two steps back rubbing her chest.

What am I doing!

She is the youngest daughter of an aristocratic family, a descendant of the noble Lloyd blood. When I think about how she took the initiative to hug a guy with no social status just now, it is natural and logical, and he actually rejected her...

Shame immediately filled the girl's chest.

She pursed her lips.