Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

Ashdai said proudly, raised her chin slightly, but secretly glanced at Emile's feet.

It's not that she can't draw.

It's just that Her Royal Highness doesn't care about painting on her body.

Seeing the little girl's high-spirited look, Charlotte shook her head angrily, squatted down and looked under the coffee table for nail polish.

In the coffee table drawer, a few small bottles are placed inside.

Although not much is known.

But Charlotte has read several books on the nail polish industry chain, and she still understands the usage of each oil, at least she is not blind.

"Take off your socks."

"Bad devil, you, turn around and don't look at me..."

Emile poked him shyly.

She is wearing pantyhose today. If she wants to take it off, she has to lift up her skirt and take it off in front of Charlotte. She is too shy.

She is still young.

You can only show him changing clothes when you marry Charlotte.

"I cover my eyes."

Charlotte was upright and awe-inspiring.

Said that he would never secretly open his eyes halfway.

He is an upright and noble person, and of course he doesn't bother to do things like peeking at little girls changing clothes.

He is white.

Emile hesitated for a moment, shy for a while, but decided to believe him. The little girl lay on the sofa and slowly took off the stockings from the suspender skirt, folded them and put them beside her, and pressed the hem of the skirt.

Looked up.

The slit between Charlotte's fingers covering her face was as big as two centimeters.

"What color?" Emile asked.

"Horizontal rainbow." Charlotte said subconsciously.

A blush climbed from her fair neck to her cheeks, and Emile's cheeks slowly turned pink.

"Bad Devil King!"

The little girl picked up the big shark doll and threw it at him in embarrassment. Scoundrel, she agreed not to watch it, but he saw it all there without saying a word!

Astringent wolf!

Emile pouted, and quickly covered her little butt.

The big villain actually lied and lied to others. Next time I take off my socks, I will never believe him again!

Hide but dare not hide.

Charlotte had to be honestly hit by the big shark doll.

He picked up the big shark, patted the ash on it, put it back in place step by step, coughed lightly, and picked up the nail polish.

It's inevitable that people make mistakes.

This chapter is over.

Painting your nails is the real deal.

"Where to start drawing, what do you want to draw."

Charlotte moved a bench and sat down, and drew a sparrow on the paper next to her.

At any rate, he has been a street painter for a year. Although he can't achieve Bai Huiyin's level, he can still paint nails and coax little girls.

The little girl thought about it.

He stretched out his unpainted feet to him.

"I want to draw a shark."

"Well, it may be a little itchy, so bear with it and don't move around." The shark is simple and has no technical content.

Charlotte unscrewed the blue and white.

Holding Emile's feet, he drew on the bottom liquid.

Occasionally, the fingertips would rub against the soles of the feet, feeling itchy, and the little girl hugged the big shark doll tightly, giggling.

"Don't shake it..." Charlotte said angrily, and almost missed the picture.

Feet are small.

After a while, drawing is even more laborious.

"It's itchy, don't touch the soles of your feet." Emile narrowed her eyes.

"How can I hold it without touching the soles of your feet, grabbing your ankle like a chicken in a vegetable market?" Charlotte imagined the scene for a while, and Emile was happily carried by him in his hand.

As a result, his hand was crooked.

This nail has to be wiped off and repainted.

"It's all your fault for moving around, Conghua!" Charlotte waved her hand without blushing, blaming Emile.

"Why is this!" Emile felt that she was blamed.

"Don't move. If the animation is wrong, you have to start over. There's not much blue nail polish left."

"But it's so itchy..."

Charlotte was painting Emile's nail polish. The little girl hugged the big shark doll tightly and giggled. She couldn't stand it anymore, so she raised her other foot to step on Charlotte's face.

Charlotte dodged, not to be outdone, and also looked for opportunities to scratch the soles of her feet.

Drawing and painting nail polish.

The two were laughing and laughing together again.

Ashdai hugged her big crocodile, shifted her knees, and opened her eyes wide in a daze. The deep purple pupils were hollow, and she sat alone beside her.

Happiness belongs to others, and she is the only one who is alone.

And don't take me to play.

"Line, look at the two of them!"

The little girl jumped off the sofa and ran away, crying.

You bully people!

……

It wasn't until Charlotte finished painting ten nails for Emile that Rhine led the aggrieved Ashdai over and bowed to Charlotte.

Beside her, the little girl was still pitiful.

pouted.

Holding Rhine's arm tightly, he secretly glanced at Charlotte, sucking the tip of his nose.

"Your Majesty, can you paint for the princess as well." Gently patted his princess on the shoulder, Rhine lowered his tone and pleaded for her in a low voice.

"can."

Charlotte looked at Ashdai's small face.

But the little girl hummed and turned her head away, looking dismissive.

It's not that she wants to paint her nails, it's that Rhine is forcing her to curry favor with the Demon King. If it wasn't for Rhine, she would not care about it.

Rhine pushed her.

Send the little girl to sit on the sofa and stay where Charlotte can reach.

Taking care of Ashidai is the most difficult task for her since she was created, and she has to take the blame and coax her carefully.

Tired.

"Then please trouble Your Majesty." Rhine saluted and went to do the laundry.

Sitting on the sofa, Ashdai twisted, gently lifted one foot, and put it in Charlotte's palm.

Some numbness where touched.

The little girl endured, twisted her buttocks, and looked away reservedly.

"I'm going to draw the Cyclops."

"It's not a question of what to draw. You took off your socks. How can I draw you while wearing this?" Charlotte pinched Ashdai's little black silk feet.

Now the family has money.

The clothes for the two little girls are plentiful and of good quality.

This sock is slippery, the texture is infinitely close to the skin, and it also emits heat.

how to draw.

Do you draw her directly on the stockings?

"Then you still pinch, let go, I'll go back to the room and take it off!"

Ashdai paused for a moment, then came to her senses, and quickly kicked Charlotte, wanting to go back to the bedroom.

shameful...

It's all Charlotte's fault, who told him to be angry with himself!

Chapter 165 I think we have been tricked (Part 3)

Jumping off the sofa, the little girl inadvertently saw Emile who was sitting next to her, ready to watch Charlotte paint her nails. Emile just changed in the living room and did not go back to the bedroom.

No, Emile showed Charlotte the underwear, and still seduced him like this!