Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

"Wait until you get back to the shape you were before, and then make up for your snack money. The little girl is a little thinner and cuter, but it's better for an adult to be fleshy. Be obedient." Charlotte coaxed his wife like Emile.

The wife is like a big child.

Speaking of which, he felt quite guilty about using massage as an excuse to experience married life ahead of time...

But it's not a big problem.

Marrying Emile, he already felt guilty.

A little more is fine.

"Is that so?!"

The wife turned her head and looked at her waist in panic.

Although not being able to eat snacks is very sad, but for the sake of beauty, let's avoid it for the time being.

After all, my wife is hardworking, brave, smart and cute.

Not cute words.

She will not be perfect.

"It's estimated that a week is enough, and it won't take too long. In addition, this is a more critical part. You need to massage for a while. If the blood vessels are not smooth, the baby will be very troubled in the future." Charlotte explained, and the massage was fast and slow. .

Ok.

Adults can also be troubled.

So, come here for half an hour today.

The wife pursed her lips and slowly twisted her legs shyly, "I don't have a baby..."

"Don't worry, there will be."

……

The massage lasted for about an hour. My wife was lying on the bed profusely with sweat, her breathing was slightly disordered, her nightgown was soaked in sweat and stuck to her body, her graceful body was loose and soft.

Charlotte was also a little tired.

After all, with the name of massage, you can't really not massage at all.

That's too shameless.

Those massage therapists who provide serious services are not paid for tens or hundreds of hours an hour, and they have skills and skills in it.

"Go take a shower, ma'am." Charlotte touched the tip of her nose.

Fragrant.

It's like the petals are crushed at the fingertips.

"Charlotte, help me turn on the air conditioner outside..." The wife shyly pushed back a strand of long messy hair.

"it is good."

It's already autumn, and it will be a bit cold when you come out wet after taking a shower, and it will be better if you turn on the warm wind.

Charlotte took care of everything for her, watched his wife walk into the bathroom with a towel in her arms, and then opened the door, looking down at the two little ones guarding the door.

Emile and Ashdai are on the left and on the right.

I don't know how long I eavesdropped.

Emile learned badly.

Even my husband would come over to eavesdrop on my mother's massage.

"Is it fun to eavesdrop, do you two also want to have a yoga massage?" Charlotte snapped her wrists.

Emile shook her head quickly, she didn't want her mother's cry just now was painful, she quickly ran behind Ashdai, pushing her as a shield.

Ashdai also wanted to run, but Emile was a ninth-level fighter, she was a mage, and her strength was no match for her.

I can't run away.

The little girl looked left and right in panic, then snorted and raised her chin, hugging her arms proudly.

Young girls are tough.

"You, you must be doing perverted things to mom!"

"Even if it is, so what, my dear highness, do you want me to do perverted things to you?"

Charlotte crouched down.

Hold her slender calf under the black silk.

Really slippery.

Ashdai twisted quickly, but broke free, and then ran away in a hurry.

Charlotte clapped her hands dismissively.

Ah.

Young girl.

The only little girl in front of her was Emile. She was retreating secretly and was about to run away. Charlotte bent down and picked her up.

A small one, just like picking up a kitten that was born not long ago...

Emile blinked.

Charlotte and she looked at each other, then forehead to forehead.

With the gradual progress of the plan of boiling frogs in warm water, he and his wife will be a family in a short time.

For Emile.

After all, he felt a little guilty from the bottom of his heart.

As the next ruler of the demon world, pity should not appear on him, let alone the hero who is the enemy...

Anyway.

There is no reason to sleep with a girl and sleep with her beautiful mother.

"I'll give you a massage too, how about it?"

"No."

Emile dangled her little white legs, hugged him quickly, and shook her head vigorously.

Just now, my mother's voice was so painful. She had seen a little bit of Charlotte doing a massage, pulling one arm and pressing down on her back...

It hurts to look at it.

"Actually, it doesn't hurt that much, but, um, your mother is more sensitive." Charlotte explained.

My wife is indeed sensitive.

After a massage, a human figure was twisted on the bed sheet.

Sometimes when I give her a massage at night, she will get itchy and wrap herself around him, wrapping around him like an octopus...

So Charlotte prefers massage.

"Really."

Emile asked in a low voice, still a little hesitant in her eyes.

"Really, or I'll show you." Charlotte was talking, but Emile's itch was already tickling.

The little girl hid.

She giggled and kicked him around with her feet:

"Don't scratch me, stop scratching..."

"Massage actually feels similar to this, just a little itchy. Your mother is more ticklish, so the sound is so loud."

"Then I won't do it!"

Charlotte wanted to tickle her, but Emile tried to avoid it.

Pull and pull.

The two fell on the sofa together.

The body finally landed on the ground, Emile hurriedly protected her armpits with both hands, not to be scratched by him, and pouted her mouth pitifully.

This big bad guy bullied her and dared not use force, for fear of killing him.

Charlotte smiled.

Go to the refrigerator and get her two cans of Coke.

"Emile, if one day, your mother finds you a stepdad, what do you think...if, I mean if."

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There is probably only one update today, and they are queuing up for nucleic acid testing during the day.

scratching his head.

Chapter 397 I Just Like Cao Cao

Brave is a little girl, soft and cute, she doesn't look aggressive...

But after all, he is still a brave man.

Combat strength is there, and being cute doesn't mean it's not dangerous.

Charlotte didn't dare to say directly that I wanted to be your husband and your father at the same time. It would be too miserable if I was scratched by a tickle, so I could only brush the edge first and test it cautiously.

Be careful, it's always right.

"Why do you want to find a husband for your mother?" Emile tilted her head.

Felia told her that her husband is something that only empty and lonely girls need. For example, she is an empty and lonely child. If there is no Charlotte, she will not be able to drink Coke or play game consoles.

But mom is full.

I have Coke to drink and game consoles to play, so why do I need a husband.