Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

Tang Wenliang was shocked.

But he quickly came to his senses, if the raising of slaves was made public, the matter would soon be exposed, obviously, this little girl was also an insider.

He rubs his hands together.

Try to appear a little more gracious.

Rarely speaks to girls.

Even a little girl is actually quite nervous.

"Yes, that's her. Are you familiar with her? Are you her sister?"

"Unfamiliar."

"Then how do you know she's Charlotte's...slave?"

Tang Wenliang tried his best to hold back the word. Thinking about Charlotte sleeping on Su Yezi's soft body every night, he felt that his pure love couldn't stand it.

too green.

The pick-up is so responsive.

Aya frowned, ate another chestnut, and threw the shell into the trash can.

"She, like me, is a slave locked up by Charlotte. She is locked upstairs in Charlotte's house, and I am locked downstairs."

"..."

This guy actually imprisoned Lori!

Tang Wenliang's face turned pale with shock, he didn't bother to speak, and stumbled away.

What happened to this world? Why can such a heinous guy get away with it?

I have received enough news today, enough is enough.

Tang Wenliang left quickly.

As a result, when he was about to leave the gate of the community, he ran into a family of three who had just finished school.

Chapter 227

It seemed to be a family oncoming.

Walking in the middle is a silver-haired, young and mature foreign mother wearing a professional skirt. The woman has a graceful and gentle figure. By her hand, she is holding two cute mixed-race little lolita, wearing school uniforms and carrying schoolbags, bouncing around. One jump.

Oh hoo.

It felt like being hit with a heavy hammer in the chest.

To be able to marry such a lovely wife, Su Zizi seems to be nothing more than that.

Daughter is also good...

But soon he came back to his senses, shook his head vigorously, and stabilized his mind. Only a girl is the most suitable for him, and the tauren must die.

Get out.

Take advantage of the community door open.

Tang Wenliang hurried away.

But when passing by, he still heard a few people chatting.

"Sister Felia, do you want to play games together at night? It seems that unlimited firepower will be turned on at ten o'clock. I also ask Charlotte to come and play together. Let's be black." Mifa's little girl asked expectantly while holding Coke. .

"No, Charlotte has other work to do today, so I don't have time to play games."

Mom smiled and waggled her fingers.

"what."

"It's our turn to sleep together tonight, and we're going to do something grown-up."

"Is that so..."

Mifa's little girl blinked, but she wasn't too sad.

The little Mifa girl next to her seemed very dissatisfied, she snorted softly, and raised her long golden hair, "Charlotte still likes this princess the most, and she will spend time with me every week from now on, when the time comes, you No one wants this old woman!"

"..."

Tang Wenliang felt a sweetness in his chest, feeling that his world had collapsed.

Can you give someone a way out.

I this way.

Are all the good-looking girls raised by your family, are they not wives and daughters, or slaves?

Walking out of the community, he leaned on the wall, sat down slowly, hesitated for a while whether to call the police, thought it over and decided to forget it, reluctantly put away the phone.

No.

How can he save the beauty after calling the police?

If the police came, wouldn't there be no chance of connecting with Pansu Yezi?

After all, he is a delicate boy.

holding notebook.

Tang Wenliang sneaked away along the corner of the wall, thinking about how to rescue him, how to maximize the image of a hero, how to ensure that Su Yezi fell in love with him, how to take over...

boom.

Then he bumped into someone.

Tang Wenliang raised his head and saw Charlotte standing there, clapping her wrists.

"Your name is Tang Wenliang?"

……

There was nothing to say for two nights, and it was Saturday in a blink of an eye.

in the morning.

Charlotte was reading a book with the little girl at home when she suddenly received a call from Lao Lin. The Ministry of Security wanted to hold a video conference to discuss the recent international changes.

Since half a year.

This is the first time the Ministry of Security has issued such a notice, and it is very solemn.

It seems that it has been quiet for so long.

There was finally a big move in the world, and the Huaxia branch could no longer stay out of it like before.

Video conferencing can be held anywhere.

Nothing to do.

After thinking about it, Charlotte simply picked up her notebook.

He just happened to go to Jianwei to sit down and inspect the work situation, and held the meeting there by the way.

"Play at home by yourself."

"Bring me a box of potato chips when you get back, please."

Emile lay on her back on the sofa.

Since the family has money, the purchase unit of potato chips has changed from bags to boxes.

Charlotte waved her hand to indicate the arrangement.

Going downstairs with the notebook, Charlotte rode her own pink electric scooter, the devil's exclusive car, and headed all the way to the Simple Cafe.

this will.

The cafe is closed.

When Charlotte came in, four girls were wearing maid outfits and sitting neatly in front of the computer.

"Yo, girls, I haven't seen you in half a month, do you miss me?"

Charlotte took it to the door.

He greeted his employees casually.

Since the proportion of Tarot's income has declined, he has actually come to Jianwei less. It is not necessary for leaders to visit the front line often, but it is not small to come once in a while.

Like today.

He caught Su Yezi secretly drinking coffee.

Charlotte glanced at her, Su Zizi pouted, took 50 yuan and put it in the cash register.

Pitiful.

Weak.

Helpless again.

Of course some people were happy to see him.

see the boss.

Tang Xinyu was overjoyed all of a sudden, and hurried to his side, ready to hold a meeting with his computer.

Simple and low capital.

Every meeting is crowded.

"Of course I miss you, the brave young man who was a hero and rescued the beauty."

"What the hell is a hero saving the beauty..."

Charlotte complained.

In recent years, the term "hero to save the beauty" has become more ulterior motives and routines, and he doesn't even bother to call it a brave boy anymore.

At least I understand it.