After Becoming a Little |

"boom----"

So Miss Assassin, who had just woken up for less than a second, rolled her eyes and fell asleep again.

Poseidon Boji's eyes widened again: "She—is she still alive?"

"Who knows, it might be fate." Xuanpao Nu threw away half of the neck of the vase in her hand: "Maybe these people have some life-saving high-tech?"

She raised her voice and called for someone to come over and take the goods out and tie them up: "Sea Otter Logistics! Come in and wash the floor~"

So the part-time lady from the Lei Department, who was in charge of cleaning the floor, trot in respectfully, and quickly took away the completely free booty representing their bonus.

For a moment, they also experienced the joy of the nine rounds...

"Are you all right?" The black-robed woman withdrew her hand from Jessica, and wiped Bernice's body in disgust: "Take a shower, change your clothes, and rest, everyone is not too big. Sweat dripping means that blood is flowing all over the ground, doesn't it make sense..."

Miss Bernice stared at the carpet tiredly, and murmured, "Why?"

"what why?"

"...Why did it become like this." She raised her head, only to find that her eyes were filled with tears.

With a choked throat, she asked, "Obviously it shouldn't be like this..."

When she was kidnapped before, she didn't cry.

Trapped to death in the secret room by Mr. Clown, he didn't cry.

Even when almost everything is gone, I can still be strong and not cry.

She's always been calm in the face of danger, but now she seems to be tired at last.

Heart tired, like the exhaustion of working overtime for 32 nights in a month.

"There are not so many reasons." The Xuanpao girl put down her sleeves, straightened her clothes, and replied without raising her head.

Miss Bernice looked at her without speaking.

"Instead of thinking so much about what you have, it's better to have a good sleep, wake up and continue to deal with the difficulties you encountered." The girl in Xuanpao walked towards the broken floor-to-ceiling window, and waved her hands without looking back: "Tears It doesn't bring hope."

If crying is useful, what do you need a sword for?

The last time she said this was in the IKEA store where she was being persecuted, she said it to the single mother and elder sister next door to her.

Her daughter was crushed under the cabinet, but could tears wash down the cabinet like Meng Jiangnv crying over the Great Wall?

Useless, do it, never stop!

Just do it!

To be no.1!

Nothing is absolute, everything is possible!

The pragmatist girl in Xuanpao doesn't want to find out what is there. She just wants to wait for Mr. Bob to set foot on the land of Japan, and then she is sending him to visit the Japanese paradise—if there is a paradise in Japan.

"If you can't walk your own path firmly, then you might as well go back and hold your uncle's thigh and cry, and let him keep you in a cage like a canary as a pet." Xuanpao girl said so, and then walked After a pause, he handsomely turned around and walked back from the direction of the window, choosing another way: "I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that I can go downstairs through the main entrance, just kidding, just kidding."

Poseidon Borgie blinked, and looked at the broken floor-to-ceiling windows—what about the agreement to walk on her own path firmly?

After the Xuanpao girl walked out of the room, perhaps she also thought that her chicken soup was not cooked well, so she came back and added: "But sometimes don't be fooled by the shortcuts in front of you. In addition, what is more important is not the scenery on the road, but the view of the scenery." Feeling."

Poseidon Poseidon didn't speak, she rubbed her nose and looked at Miss Bernice helplessly.

Then she noticed that the latter was looking up, looking at the only person in the room who could still communicate with her.

Poseidon Poseidon looked left and right, and then gestured a little stiffly: "Her general meaning is... well, to see the essence through the fog, yes, that's probably the case."

She hasn't done reading comprehension for a long time.

In addition, chicken soup for the soul depends entirely on how each person absorbs it. She doesn't think that a young lady like Miss Bernice who comes from a wealthy family will be interested in this.

People need to drink this kind of thing?

But Miss Bernice seemed to listen. She lowered her head and narrowed her eyes to look at the dark red blood stains on the carpet.

"Through the fog... the fog..."

"?"

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When Aliya returned to the 12th floor, she happened to meet her friends having afternoon tea.

The assist girl looked suspiciously at Alia, who was carrying a pocket and her expression was not right: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so red?"

"Renewed." Aliya would not say that it was because of the excessive output of soul power in a short period of time, which made her feel more and more uncomfortable now—the kind of discomfort from the inside out.

Don't look at her blushing now, if she really wanted to measure it, she still had a fever of 48°C just now, which would basically make an idiot burn on an ordinary person, and the only ones who can withstand this kind of body temperature are probably only her and those who work hard idols.

"...but why is your hair white?"

"Antifreeze wax." Aliya lifted up her silver-white hair and looked at it. After dyeing her hair, she had to wash it off with light salt water. It seems a bit troublesome if there are too many times.

How about modifying the character design in the future, and simply turn the black-robed tyrant's hair into black?

The little brother who only loves the paper man holds a straw of Leipu black tea in his mouth: "I want to dye my hair too."

Everyone looked over, only the little brother who loved the paper man smoothed his black hair with both hands: "I want to dye this green!"

"Do you think you are Xia Binghai!" The assistant girl slapped him back angrily, and then turned her head to greet Alia to sit down: "Miss, come over and drink something to warm your stomach. You are not in good health recently, but Can't run around."

"That's right." Aliya was kind and picked up a cup of warm Assam black tea: "I have to make sure that my good friend comes accurately, otherwise the next year will be wrong..."

"???"

The assist girl didn't know why, but she didn't care about this, but took out a document: "We have basically settled the connection with the Dongdu Student Union, and the rest is financial accounting. President Gong officially signed, declaring the formal cooperation between our two schools."

"Can it be done in three days?"

"Not sure, it depends on the ability of the accounting firm we hired, but in theory, we don't need to follow it all the time, anyway, we will go back to Dongshan to hold the centennial celebration in three days, and leave the rest to others. "

Ai Xiaobaihua put the document back on the table, curled up, as weak as a really weak little white flower: "Okay, you guys take care of this, I'll just be a rubber stamp."

After all, she has no experience in dealing with this kind of female crisis. The majestic First Legion of the Human Race, the ruthless person who was able to continue to fight with blood after dozens of knives, is now only because of a little bit. Bleeding DE buffs have been reduced to the point where the fighting spirit has dropped sharply.

In a sense, Blue Star's restraining power is already a very terrifying existence, at least stronger than the false gods of another world. Sla beat into this decadent look.

Aliya sniffed, grabbed the paper and pen next to her and conceived the current main task.

Although it turns out that the task list is like a tool that is thrown away when it is used up, Aliya, who is like a scumbag, never does things according to this thing, but there is a main line that is better than a headless chicken. good.

"Main Mission [-]: Hehe Meimei's Family"

『Mission introduction: The conflict between the mother monster and the father has been going on for a long time, so Zhanlan has become the key to breaking the situation. In theory, no matter who she is with, she can get a new pair of CPs to solve half of the problem. 』

So it's either her own multiple stepmothers, or her own father's wings are knotted...

When Aliya wrote this, she suddenly thought of something. She turned her head to look at everyone, and asked one of them very seriously: "Theoretically, if the father and mother remarry after the divorce, they should be called stepmother, right?"

Everyone didn't understand why, but they all nodded: "Yes, stepmother and stepmother are fine."

"Is mother remarried?"

"Then it should be called stepfather, stepfather."

"Well, what if the mother married a woman after she divorced?"

"..." The friends widened their eyes and began to look at each other.

The Tianjin Allegro maid thought for a while, then put down the cup in her mouth dully: "Should...should I still be called stepmother?"

"So this thing, in fact, has nothing to do with the biological parents, it mainly depends on the gender of the third party?"

"...It seems to be like this."

"Oh!" Aliya suddenly realized, and handsomely added a note after the task.

So no matter who Zhanlan has a crush on, it's her stepmother—this solves a lot of problems!

Satisfied, she began to write the second main line task.

"Main Mission [-]: Mr. Bob's Countdown"

"Task Remarks: The time left for Mr. Bob is running out, and his life is as fragile as a candle in the wind."

In fact, Aliya is a bit annoying to him, this guy does things very trivially, he is not like the special kind of Des Moines, who will kill the villain as soon as he comes.

He's harassing you like bullfighting from across the mountain. It is estimated that the Millikin trap was also written by him, and the assassination case against Zhanlan was also ordered by him.

This is disgusting, why can't everyone find a ring to fight?

Can she let Mr. Bob have two hands? He is a big man, and he dare not deal with a weak woman who has no power to restrain a chicken. He can only play tricks...

It's as shameful as King Chonghuang Shiwang!

The TV broadcasts all kinds of news, and everyone listens to it one after another. Anyway, for young people nowadays, the existence of a TV is probably just a background music player for playing mobile phones. If you have to talk about it, the residual value may be A monitor that can be squeezed into a living room host that you don't necessarily play twice a year.

"Speaking of which, Millikin is doing a lot of things right now. Donald is in a trade war all day long. It's kind of like a bullshit at the beginning. He also wants to maintain the balance of power in the mainland?" The assist girl picked up a cookie and bit it. Like every keyboard warrior, he started to worry about the country.

"Milica is no match for England. Our Dongshan aircraft carrier battle group can confront the Seventh Fleet, but it can't sink any battleship of the Royal Navy, not even a cruiser." Only Love The little brother of the paper man expressed his emotion: "Our country still has to work harder."

"What are you talking about? The Republic is number one in the world!" The Tianjin Allegro maid who didn't know that she had bitten the hook grabbed the sofa pillow and began to hammer him: "Our aircraft carrier Dongshan is the most powerful!"

"Awesome? You let it fight the Royal Navy. According to its combat capabilities, it can sink six of the opponent's warships. If it can sink the seventh ship, I will live broadcast it on the spot!"

Assist girl helplessly stopped Tianjin Allegro's maid: "Okay, okay, don't talk to this idiot, he knows how to fish all day long."

"Where am I so stupid?" Brother Wei Ai, the paper man, was dissatisfied: "I'm telling the truth!"

"Look at your appearance, how old are you and you still play with toys all day long, what is it if you're not a fool?" The assistant girl rolled her eyes speechlessly, and changed the topic to him.

This is called Mizong Quan. If you don't talk about academics and personal life, the assist girl will not participate in female boxing, otherwise she is also a top boxer.

"This is a limited edition Kamen Rider belt!"

"Oh, isn't it still a toy..."

"Others wear a pair of AJs that cost more than 1000 yuan, and you call them little brother. My belt costs more than 4000 yuan, and you call me Hanhan, I—"

The weak Ai Xiaobaihua was tired of hearing this, and waved her hands unhappily: "Don't mess with these useless things, hurry up and get together."

All of a sudden, everyone fell silent.

The friends who were eating biscuits and drinking tea turned their eyes back in surprise, while Ai Xiaobaihua stretched out the pen in his hand and nodded to the two of them without raising his head: "He, and her, are they happy?" enemy?"

"..." The little friends looked at each other, looked at each other in blank dismay, whispered to each other, and suddenly realized.