Dressed as a villain’s own mother, I became a popular child variety show by relying on sand sculptur

In Mengwa Xiaozhu, the guests all have the habit of taking a lunch break. This is also one of the rules set by the director team for Mengwa Xiaozhu.

Leng Qingqing followed them upstairs and visited the cute children's rooms one by one: "The rules are very similar to those in kindergarten. The day's schedule is all arranged, which is good."

Yu Meng nodded in agreement: "Yes, the children are students, and we are teachers."

After the show was broadcast, many netizens gave the guests the title "parent". In fact, from the perspective of the guests, "teacher" is more appropriate.

"It's just that some students are just too naughty," Fang Chen said with a headache as he continued what the two said: "Every time after finally putting the children to sleep, he would make trouble and wake them up, causing us to always be punished by the director. "

Not a word about Andre, but everything about Andre.

The two people's eyes slowly fell on Leng Qingqing's body, and light gathered in their eyes, as if they saw the savior.

Yu Meng clasped her hands together and whispered: "Sister Qingqing, please help us and save us. You must have a way, right?"

"Of course Sister Qingqing has a way." Fang Chen said: "Andre has been docile by her, and he will definitely not dare to cause anything at noon today."

When Yu Meng thought about it, her eyes lit up and she nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, how could I forget this?"

Andre, the little devil, can finally calm down today.

As a guest, the lunch break task is to put the cute children to sleep and have a good rest to welcome the afternoon study and play time.

Before the deserted arrival, this was undoubtedly a very difficult task.

Especially Andre, who never sleeps. No one knows where he gets so much energy.

He would cause trouble when other children were resting, or wake everyone up, or sneak into the room to scare the guests, making them miserable.

The deserted situation gave them hope.

There were still ten minutes left before the lunch break. Yu Meng carefully moved La Lengqing aside and looked around like a thief. When he saw no one, he came up and whispered.

"Sister Qingqing, I think you should be more careful. I don't know why, but I always feel worried..."

At this point, she covered her chest, frowned, and her eyes were filled with worry.

Leng Qingqing shook her hand. The round-faced girl's hand was warm and strong. Yu Meng seemed to be confused by her hand and stared at her blankly, like a stupid spore.

"Don't worry, I think Andre has changed. As a child, it's normal to be naughty."

Yu Meng held her hand, her round eyes opened even wider, she didn't know whether she was nervous or excited, and she stuttered when she spoke.

She struggled to think of something to say.

"No, no, sister Qingqing, I want to say that you should be careful about Andre's retribution——"

"I understand." Leng Qingqing was greatly moved. He held her with both hands and interrupted her: "I know what you want to say. Andre is a good boy. I knew it from the first moment I saw him. I I swear to you that he will be obedient at noon today and will never cause trouble."

She glanced around the corner.

A pair of small canvas shoes, with snow-white soles stained with moist brown soil. The little owner of these shoes had just gone to play crazy somewhere.

Leng Qingqing laughed silently. This kid is young and has a lot of tricks up his sleeve.

Before the lunch break, Andre obediently served Leng Qingqing a cup of coffee.

He was holding coffee in a deserted manner. The color of the mug was clean sky blue, like a boy's mug. she asked, looking thoughtfully at Andre.

“Where does this coffee come from?”

Andre's family was well-off, so he wouldn't be able to make coffee with his own hands at such a young age. With his height, he couldn't even reach the bar counter.

The little devil held his hands behind his back, his big eyes flickering, his brown eyes as clear as glass beads, and he looked very well-behaved.

However, what he said was not as good-natured as it seemed.

"I snatched it from brother Fang Chen." Andre blew himself up openly.

Lonely holding the coffee in his hand, he fell into deep thought.

"Bring me a cup of coffee before going to bed, Andre, you are really punished." Leng Qingqing nodded, as if she was not surprised, and passed the coffee to her lips.

Her lips were full and bright red, and Andre stared at her movements intently, with hope in his eyes.

However, at this moment, the steaming coffee suddenly turned and moved towards his lips.

"Andre is so obedient, let me reward you with this cup of coffee."

Andre's eyes widened. Before he could react, the edge of the warm cup was already touching his lips and teeth. The rich aroma of coffee rushed into his nose. He was forced to raise his head and take a sip. His mouth and tongue were filled with a bitter taste.

Andre frowned: "It's so painful!"

But it was just a sip, and Leng Qingqing took the coffee back.

She lowered her head and looked at the coffee. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with the coffee. She must have snatched it from Fang Chen, hoping to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha.

Andre raised his head and looked at her with a rather hurt expression: "Aunt Qingqing, why don't you drink? Did I do something wrong and you don't like me?"

"Of course not," Leng Qingqing squatted down, wiped the coffee from the corner of his mouth with his fingertips, and said seriously: "Men and women are not intimate, I can't use Brother Fang Chen's cup, you are all boys, so you can drink."

"Oh, okay." Andre tilted his head and rubbed his eyes, looking a little sleepy.

Leng Qingqing led him to the room. Andrex was sleepy, so he went to bed obediently, covered himself with a small quilt, and closed his eyes.

His eyelashes are thick, black and long, casting a light shadow on his eyelids. Andre is indeed a little angel when he sleeps.

"Good afternoon." Leng Qingqing tapped the tip of his nose with her index finger, stood up and left.

Just a few seconds after she left, Andre quickly stood up from the bed, opened the door gently, and followed her back.

After seeing Leng Qingqing enter the room and go straight to the big bed, he sneaked back into the room.

Lying on the warm little bed, a sweet and successful smile appeared on Andre's delicate and angelic face.

However, at this moment, his fingers hidden under the quilt suddenly touched a soft, cold and squirming thing.