Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

What is this sudden sense of uneasiness?

Feeling uneasy without taking a look, the man with the ponytail decided to go and see for himself what those little girls were doing.

Turned two corners.

The man with the ponytail poked his head out and saw scaffolding erected in the open space.

In the six or seven-meter-high scaffolding, various transmission groups, engines, and intelligent modules have been assembled into an outline. Professional workers are holding pipes like water guns to fill the outer shell with snow, and even spray paint on the outer shell.

what are you doing!

Stop it, it's not a snowman at all!Don't think of a snowman as such a casual thing, you bastard!

The ponytail man was shocked, and turned to his father for help.

This is his strongest belief.

For so many years, whenever he felt exhausted and could no longer move forward, it was his father's kindly smiling figure who encouraged him and gave him strength.

That smile under the setting sun is his forever...

It happened that a digging truck drove over and passed over the father's kindly smiling figure.

"dad--!!"

The ponytail man held out his hand.

He could only watch helplessly as the construction team assembled and spliced ​​with terrible efficiency.

In just half an hour, this terrifying engineering team made a three-to-four-meter-high shark chili robot that couldn't be seen as a snowman at all. The robot even had a cockpit that could really move.

The little girls rushed in and drove the robot around in the small park.

The robot fell to pieces.

They rolled in the snowdrifts, chattering and laughing.

The ponytail man stood there blankly, his eyes lost the light, his younger brother Wang Zhuangzhuang came over, worriedly tugged at his elder brother's hand, and held Venus' head in his right hand.

The ponytail man looked back at his younger brother and rubbed his head.

this moment.

His youth is over.

……

After playing with the snowman in the morning, the palms and faces of the little girls were already red from the cold.

Charlotte treats guests at noon.

Bring the little girls home for hot pot.

There is nothing more satisfying than a hot mutton hot pot meal in winter. Charlotte also promised them that after eating the hot pot, they could play games on the TV at home in the afternoon. Song Shanshan and Qian Qin changed their slippers, cheered and ran to wash their hands.

"I have never seen the world before. As the subordinate of this princess, I lost my composure after a meal of hot pot."

Ashdai hugged her arms.

One of her black silk legs was resting on Charlotte's lap, leaning on it comfortably.

"What they are looking forward to is not hot pot, but playing games on the TV at home. I don't have a princess who lives an ordinary life."

Charlotte massages Ashdai's calf.

After running in the cold snow for a whole morning, I suddenly returned to my warm home, and I was prone to cramps.

of course.

I haven't seen him for a day, and he also misses this guy a little bit.

Being able to massage her smooth and soft black silk calves gives me a sense of satisfaction.

Ashdai curled her lips dismissively:

"Is TV rare?"

"A 140-inch TV is very rare, Your Highness. Do you know that a [-]-inch TV costs [-] to [-] yuan. You put it together for four yuan."

Charlotte pointed to the LCD screen that took up almost the entire wall.

Prodigal kid.

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Going to scan the New Year's goods, today will be late, probably only two or three shifts...

Ok.

Chapter 451

Usually there are many people in the family.

Three little girls came to the house, chattering, making it even more lively.

During the meal, Charlotte knew the name of another girl named Chen Zuyi, who was in the fifth grade, because her father changed jobs and moved here just last month.

Qian Qin and Song Shanhu often come to play, and they are very familiar with each other, just like their own home.

Chen Zuyi still couldn't let go.

After the meal, the five little girls sat in a row on the sofa. Ashdai, who was in charge of the power, distributed the game controllers to them one by one, and explained the rules that the princess should pay attention to. After finishing the dishes, Felia squeezed towards Charlotte. After winking, she briskly went to the living room to help take care of the child.

The girl smiled, generous and gentle.

Most people's first reaction when they saw her might be "what evil can the little succubus have?"

But Charlotte always felt that Felia was planning something.

Eighty percent of the things are astringent...

Forget it.

Charlotte didn't care, but looked left and right, sneaked into the master bedroom, and locked the door behind her back.

With him under his pressure, the leader of the succubus didn't dare to mess around blatantly, as long as he didn't make too much of a move, it didn't matter if he made a fuss.

The most important thing right now is to find my wife.

The spacious bedroom has the curtains drawn, the light is a little dark, and there seems to be a subtle fragrance floating in the air.

After he didn't live at home, both his wife and Emile became lazy. The soft and thick quilts were piled up on the bed, even the clothes were not folded yet, and a bit of black could be seen under the pillow. The corners of the silk fabric.

The lamp on the small table where Emile usually studies is turned on.

The wife sat upright.

She is reading a book, taking notes, nodding occasionally, looking as if she is working hard.

Today, Emile's mother is wearing a long red gauze dress. Because of her sitting posture, the soft gauze clothes fit her graceful curves tightly, her waist is slender and beautiful, and her chest presents a heavy and attractive texture.

For the convenience of reading.

The wife tied up her gentle beige long hair and pinned a pencil in the middle.

In the semi-dark room, there is a feeling of looking at a beauty under the lamp. The skin at the root of the hair is white and delicate like a girl, as if it can be broken by blowing a bullet.

Charlotte walked over unhurriedly.

I saw a book and a notebook in front of my wife. The notebook was full of words. I wasn’t reading a novel, I wasn’t fishing, or I hollowed out the middle of the book and put my phone in to watch dramas…

Charlotte was taken aback.

It is impossible for a wife to be so studious, you are not a wife, who are you!

At first the madam thought it was Emile, she turned her head and blinked, but when she saw that it was Charlotte, she blinked again.

After a few seconds.

She scooped up the book and the book together, threw them under the desk, then frantically turned the chair half a circle to block it with her body, because she was too panicked, she also threw the desk lamp into the trash can, and quickly took it out again, Set it up nicely.

After tidying up, the wife quickly sat upright, put her little hands on her thighs, and gently cut her hair.

"Charlotte, you, why did you come in suddenly."

Charlotte: "..."

You have been hiding for a long time, I have seen everything that should be seen.

That book didn't stop it either, and a corner was already exposed. The words "devil's son-in-law" are very informative!

and also.

Why do you take notes so seriously...

There are too many things to complain about, Charlotte took a deep breath and calmed down.

Although the beautiful and mature mother-in-law of the dead, hiding in the room alone and reading books like "The Devil's Son-in-Law" is indeed quite fascinating and full of imagination, but this is not why he came to find his wife.

"Ma'am, I want to ask you about someone, a member of the Holy Order."

"Isn't it a massage?"

There was a little regret in the wife's eyes.

In recent months, every night, Charlotte would give her a massage before going to bed.

This kind of massage from the devil world is very effective. After finishing it, I am exhausted, my whole body is soft, and I sleep very solidly and sweetly. When I wake up at dawn, I just need underwear and stockings.

Charlotte didn't come back last night.

She had suffered from insomnia for a long time, and fell asleep in a daze after eleven o'clock.

Charlotte: "..."

If it weren't for the day after tomorrow, I would risk my life to arrange for the Pope and the Elven Magister, and I would arrange for you now.

"No, I'll talk about the massage next time," Charlotte grinned. "There is news from the Holy Order. Someone will come to this world recently. Madam and the Holy Order are very familiar. I want to inquire about it, the Pope." Whatever I like, I can prepare it in advance and entertain her."

"Is An Lin coming here?"

The wife's eyes lit up, and she gently folded her hands together, a little pleasantly surprised.

"Probably the day after tomorrow. But she still has something to do. She can't come to you immediately after she arrives. I will arrange for you to meet when I have a chance."