Naughty Loli in Doll

The most important thing now is the granddaughter!

"Wow!" Mir tugged at Anastasia's hair inarticulately.

Maybe it was because of Xiao Mier's coughing loudly, the door of this warehouse was opened immediately, it was Irene.

She was still angry with her daughter and ran in anxiously: "What's the matter, Mir?"

She was just about to ask Mir if she knew what was wrong when she heard the little guy coughing in pain, a cough that was not mixed with crying.

Mir had never been sick, and just because she had never been sick, this sudden cough naturally worried Irene.

Anastasia hugged little Mir, who was in a daze, and looked at Irene in bewilderment.

Irene smelled the smell in the air, then pulled Anastasia over, looked into her monocular eyes angrily: "Did you give her a drink?"

Although Mir is very ignorant, she is obedient only in not touching alcohol and tobacco, because she can't stand the smell.

Mir, no matter if it is normal wine or wine with magic ingredients, you can’t drink it. Normal wine can be said to be better, and her physical fitness can be lifted soon. The magic wine is designed to prevent ability users from getting drunk easily...

"It's just a small sip...I swear! It's really only a small sip, I guess I choked on it." Anastasia explained in a panic, like a child who got into trouble.

She knew that she, who was not yet able to integrate into the family, had caused a catastrophe.

Irene let go of Anastasia, a glass of water suddenly appeared in her hand, and then hugged little Mir: "Mir, drink some water."

In a daze, Mir pulled Irene's clothes twice, and directly spilled the water, covering Irene and himself.Vaguely speaking "painting", "ritual", "dream", "angel", "patient" and other irrelevant, strange words, like the gossip of a drunkard, but this is crazy Talking nonsense and being milky.

"Woooo..." At last, he softly uttered a nasal sound like a small animal.

Irene knelt down and hugged the little guy with both hands and patted her back lightly: "It's okay, it's okay, mom is here..."

Fortunately, unlike last time, this time the little guy didn't randomly delete when he was drunk...

"What's wrong?" Nora hurried over when she heard the voice.

Followed by Meda Fuli.

Irene looked at Anastasia angrily, but she was no longer expressionless.

"Mir can't drink alcohol, not even a little bit. Last time she drank a little and went crazy." After speaking, Irene pointed to Anastasia: "Give such a small child alcohol, what do you think in your mind?" what?!"

"I didn't think I couldn't do it at all..." Anastasia whispered guiltily.

Although she was the oldest at the scene, now she is like a child who has been taught a lesson.

Maedavli knelt down, pinched Mir's little face, and found that the little guy was delirious, even exaggerating to the point of hiccupping.

The face is also hot.

Mir unsteadily took out the crayon from the bracelet, and then used the crayon with the cap on to draw on Medaveli's face.

"Grandma... draw a smiling face..."

When Anastasia heard these words, her heart ached as if she had put a soybean milk machine into it.

And Maedavli stood up, looked at Anastasia coldly: "Did you give her the wine?"

"Yeah." Anastasia bowed her head and admitted the fact.

"Slap!" Another slap hit Anastasia's face.

After the beating, Meda Fuli didn't say a word, picked up the little guy who was pulling her clothes carelessly and didn't have much strength, and walked to her house.

Irene followed closely, leaving only Nora looking angrily at Anastasia who was standing here.

Nora didn't care about the strangeness of the relationship between the two, and directly kicked Anastasia's calf angrily:

"You idiot, you? Why did you give Xiao Mier a drink? That's not a good thing, how harmful it is to children..." When she said this, her expression became a little desperate: "It was fine, but my mother was about to accept it." You, now you are stupid and do this stupid thing again..."

Anastasia looked up at Nora.

Well, this child turned out to support her to go home.

"Forget it, forget it, come over tomorrow to apologize, you'd better hope that Mir is fine, otherwise it's not just my mother and Irene, I won't let you go. My mother loves Mir now, do you think I can’t go home without pleasing her.” After speaking, Nora kicked Anastasia’s calf angrily again.

"Don't come in, you can sleep in the chicken coop tonight." Maedavley's cold voice came from the door, causing Anastasia to raise her head.

"Here we come!" Nora replied, and hurried home.

"Bang." The door slammed shut, shutting Anastasia out.

It turned out that I wasn't talking about myself.

Anastasia squatted down in frustration, opened the wine jar next to her and took a sip.

"What does it smell like?" Anastasia pinched her nose in disgust.

Very strange smell, there was no plastic in her time, so I couldn't tell what it was.

Is it because the current wine is special, or has she not gotten used to it for a long time?

Forget it, don't pick so many, some drinks are good.

Anastasia stared at the closed door of the house while drinking the wine from the jar, worrying about the safety of little Mill.

She was getting better slowly, why did she do such a stupid thing...

She was able to teleport behind that door immediately, but she couldn't teleport behind the door that blocked her in the hearts of her family.

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"Painting!" Mir suddenly stood up from the bed and shouted holding up the colored pens, and then fell down on the bed.

"Okay, let's draw. Mom will buy you more beautiful crayons tomorrow so you can draw enough." Irene coaxed the delirious Mir in worry, and hugged her in her arms: "Sleep, sleep Just a good night's sleep."

Looking at Irene who was patting her daughter lightly, Nora asked in a low voice, "Irene, did Little Mir drink secretly before?"

Irene turned her face away: "No, I used to tease her with wine and trick her into telling her that it was a drink...just that one time."

"..."

End of this chapter

Dragon Valley, a place where half of the residents are dragons, has a long history, and the earliest historical records can reach the third era.

Later, due to external wars, many people were homeless, or soldiers who participated in the war wanted to live in seclusion, but they could not find a place.

These people later became the residents of Dragon Valley, which is the source of the rest of the Dragon Valley races.

At that time, many people wanted to find this place, but they never arrived. It can be said that it is a place like a paradise.

As for the residents of Dragon Valley, even if they absorbed many foreigners later, there were not many nocturnal races, so at five o'clock in the morning, there were only a few scattered people wandering here.

A mother of the nocturnal race angrily taught her son: "You Sima bastard, tell me one more thing?"

The little boy was frightened by his mother's angry appearance, but he still mustered up the courage to shout out his stubbornness: "Type O blood is delicious!"

The face of the vampire mother twisted instantly: "Shut up, you rebellious son! How can such garbage with type O blood be eaten? From now on, you can only eat type B blood every day! Sooner or later you will understand that type B blood is good! "

For vampires, this incident remains a kind of anti-mother contradiction.

"brush!"

Without the slightest warning, a person appeared in front of them.

This person was wearing retro clothes, his hair was messy and not well-groomed, and he looked very handsome, but the blind eye made this handsome look a little bit harsher.

This vampire mother and child don't know each other at all. Although there are many people in Dragon Valley, they can basically recognize everyone after living here.

The vampire mother suddenly thought of a story her husband told her. It was roughly a long, long time ago, some traffickers who did not know how to come to Dragon Valley would specifically catch children here...

She didn't notice when this person appeared in front of her, so she definitely couldn't beat him.

The vampire mother hurriedly stopped the child behind her, then consciously took out her wallet and handed it to the person in front of her: "Don't catch my child! I'll give you all my money!"

Anastasia glanced at the wallet in the vampire mother's hand suspiciously: "Money? I never use this thing."

He said very bad things.

Anastasia looked at the young man in front of her: "Ma'am, can you teach me how to please a child?"

The question stunned the mother vampire.

Anastasia was impatient with her reaction: "So, what do kids need most these days?"

Of course, she will be impatient. She has been trapped in the dark tunnel for many years, and she hates the oppressive space and the dark night very much.

He didn't want to stay outside in the dark for a moment, but he didn't dare to go back like this.

Asking others how to please their children is a naive behavior. Only you can understand your children's character.

But she really doesn't know, doesn't know everything about her family now...

She didn't know how to integrate into this family, so she could only do as Nola suggested to her, which was to please her little granddaughter.

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In the morning, Erin looked at the chest of her loose shirt.

Something swelled and squirmed there.

Irene smiled and lifted the collar, and then a small white head came out of it.

Mir slid right into Irene's clothes.

After kissing Mir's little face, Irene smiled and asked, "Are you sober?"

"Hmm." Mir found a comfortable position, and used his little hands to pick up Irene's nape under the clothes.

Very awake, and confused only because I just woke up.

Mir didn't feel the slightest hangover. Although he could get drunk, he didn't feel a headache after waking up.

However, Mir couldn't remember what happened yesterday at all. He even forgot that he was locked in a small dark room, and couldn't remember how drunk he was.

"Are you hungry? Mommy is going to make you breakfast." Irene grabbed Mir's calf and pulled her out of her clothes, then patted Mir's naked butt.

This girl kept screaming hot when she was sleeping yesterday, and then stripped herself naked. No matter how Irene dressed her, it was useless... Forget it this time, what should I do if this happens when I accidentally drink alcohol in other places in the future? ?

Now Irene is not angry with Mir at all, Mir frightened her yesterday, how could she pursue the matter that made her angry?

Irene covered the naked little guy with a quilt, and then handed her the clothes: "Silly girl, I don't wear it even when I'm fat."

Seeing her daughter put on the clothes obediently, Irene walked out of the room in satisfaction and went to prepare breakfast.