Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

Charlotte just laughed and listened quietly.

Until the gap where the wife stopped.

He just rubbed Emile's head, lowered his head as if nothing had happened, and spoke in a low voice.

"For so many years, my wife has had a hard time living alone."

"fine……"

Emile's mother didn't expect that Charlotte would suddenly turn the topic to her, she was slightly taken aback, her voice gradually lowered, and she tightened the quilt around her body.

"Emile is very obedient and has helped me a lot."

"After so many years, I have never thought about finding a father for Emile. There is no man in the family. How hard it is." Charlotte said.

Not just talking.

In fact, this can be regarded as a place that makes Charlotte more confused.

Such a beautiful and sexy beauty, before giving birth to Emile, because she was young, it was okay to be unmarried, but after giving birth to Emile, the girl turned into a young woman, and her whole person radiated a mature charm, so no one hit her The idea is very puzzling.

Chapter 325 Mommy

"The gods we believe in do not allow the blood of brave men to marry." Under the quilt, the wife whispered.

"why?"

Charlotte was taken aback.

He thought about many possibilities, but no religion would allow this.

Logically speaking, with such a strong bloodline of the brave, shouldn't it be due to working harder and spreading branches and leaves everywhere? It is better to be a nest of young braves, who can greatly enhance the national strength when they grow up.

At least that's what the Demon Kings do.

If there is a human race's fertility, the demon king's family can directly flatten all planes.

"The high priest said that the blood of the brave is the blood of the gods. God bestows the blood on mortals with extraordinary power. From the moment he receives the power, the brave has become a god. Ordinary people are not worthy of intermarriage with gods. If anyone pollutes the brave His blood will be punished by heaven." The wife thought for a while and said.

This was many years ago.

The teaching given to her by the high priest before giving birth to Emile.

"Just a legend?"

"Ah."

"Then what if it's a lie, madam, you are so shy... so beautiful, someone will want to try it."

Charlotte quickly changed the word.

I almost accidentally said what was on my mind.

"It seems that 2000 years ago, there was a swordsman who married a brave man..." the wife recalled.

"and then."

"Then he was struck by lightning and died."

Charlotte: "..."

So, is it so dangerous to marry a hero?

Although the wife said it was dangerous, Charlotte didn't think it was too scary, and began to think silently.

The war between the two worlds has been fought for so many years, and it is not that there is no demon king who has captured a brave man, fell in love at first sight on one side, captured him back to the demon world and locked him up to have children. There have been men who have captured women, and women who have captured men. I have never heard of any ancestors. been hacked to death...

Could it be that.

The demon royal family is also a kind of god?

In addition, for so many years, I have never heard of the Brave Clan who is not good-looking, and all of them are beautiful little beauties.

It seems so.

It was as if Emile, mother and daughter had been packaged up for him.

Touching the pure and soft face beside her, Charlotte raised her head and looked at his wife's clear blue eyes like jewels.

"Madam, have you been lonely for so many years?"

"Well..." Emile's mother's eyes were blank for a moment, and she shook her head, "It's okay, Emile is very obedient, and I have always been happy with her company. As long as we are together, mother and daughter, Without a man, it doesn't matter."

My wife is not well-introduced.

I don't know the deeper meaning of the word loneliness.

"That's why you couldn't wait to find Emile here?" Charlotte laughed.

"I only have her as a relative."

The wife also laughed, and said softly, her eyes were gentle, she stretched out her arm from under the quilt, and rubbed Emile's little head.

If not for Emile.

She may spend her whole life alone in the countryside.

This cute and well-behaved daughter is probably all in her life, and the only warmth.

The back of the wife's hand is soft and white.

Before she retracted it, Charlotte folded her palms on top of it.

"In the future, I will also be your relative."

"Ah."

The wife felt the heat on the back of her hand, and her body tensed slightly, but she didn't take it back, and there was a little softness in her heart.

The mother-in-law and son-in-law are probably considered a kind of relatives.

after.

She is also Charlotte's half mother.

I will definitely give him enough maternal love just like I did with Emile.

"Charlotte, from now on, don't call me my wife."

"What's that called, Christina?"

Charlotte played with this smooth and delicate little hand, feeling a little regretful, calling her name directly didn't feel like it, and the wife was more exciting, it sounded like a married couple with a sense of immorality.

"Call me mother, I am Emile's mother, and I am also your mother."

The wife said seriously.

Charlotte opened her mouth, "Uh, okay."

Still you can play.

The name mother is much more exciting than Mrs.

The night was deep, and the brave man slept deeply. Charlotte and his wife held hands and placed them on the pillow above the little girl's head.

The house was quiet.

The wife felt that the eyelids were a little heavy, and her consciousness gradually sank.

Time to sleep.

"Good night, Charlotte, let's chat tomorrow..."

"Good night."

"..."

……

Dreams come from the heart.

That night, Charlotte really had several dreams, exciting ones, ambiguous ones, and the heroines in the dreams were all lovely wives.

When Charlotte woke up the next morning, her hands felt warm and greasy.

Is your wife here?

Charlotte became more conscious and refreshed.

He remembered that his wife didn't sleep well, maybe she would roll over the line, and it really was.

Turning his head slowly, he was lying on his side, his hands were under the quilt, and he couldn't see the scene below, but he could see the scene outside the quilt. saliva……

Charlotte understood.

Without saying a word, he silently took his hand out of Emile's nightdress.

As long as he doesn't say it.

That's when nothing happened.

"Emile, get up, I'll finish dinner later, I'll play games with you at home today." Charlotte wiped her hands with a paper towel, and then gently pushed her.

If you do something bad, you have to give some compensation so that you won't feel guilty.

"Well, is it twelve o'clock..."

Emile made a sweet and soft sound like a kitten stretching its waist, and asked in a low voice without opening her eyes.

It was a very comfortable sleep.

The body is soft, as if exhaustion has been released.

"It's eight o'clock."

Charlotte looked at the alarm clock on the table.

"Why did you call me at eight o'clock, villain devil, I need to sleep for another 10 minutes..."

Emile opened her eyes a little, and in her wine-red eyes, there was a little seductive taste. The little girl gave him a blank look, then closed her eyes, and softly hugged him.

Like a sticky critter.

Toddler dozed off.