Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

Zhao Zhao just looked up at the sky at 45 degrees, looking very confused, as if his life had lost its meaning and direction.

"Pull you down."

Zhao Zhao pouted, but still pulled Charlotte out.

This is a topic among men.

It's as sacred as a dormitory boy in a university calling each other to go to the corridor to smoke.

Close the security door.

After making sure that no third person would hear it, Zhao Zhaocai showed a deep look, and pressed Charlotte's shoulder.

"Old Xia, I think I may have lost the ability to date online."

"...to elaborate."

Charlotte leaned back slightly, vaguely guessing what he was going to say.

Be peaceful.

Pretend to act like you don't know anything.

Zhao Zhao took a deep breath, "Don't be afraid of what I'm going to say next."

"……it is good."

"Yesterday I went to meet my online dating partner, and I saw a man... an uncle! Uncle! He has... that muscle, you know, it's scary, he stands at [-] meters, like a bear... he Sitting there without saying a word, that look seems to kill me and stuff me into the sewer!!"

Zhao Zhao mobilized all his language skills while cooperating with his body.

Describe the terror of the other party.

For people on earth, they don't have the concept of "rank".

The words that can describe can only be used in chunks.

Charlotte frowned, put on an analytical look, and pondered slightly, "It's normal to meet a man in online dating, the probability is not that small."

"But, but, he talks on the Internet, as cute as he is, I, I... you know it!"

Zhao Zhao gestured desperately.

Boki.

Then he looked at Charlotte expectantly, and gave him a look you knew.

Charlotte: Sorry, I don't understand.

It was Wei Qinggai who was chatting with Zhao Zhao about the penguins. The old devil king was just asked by him to show up temporarily to help suppress the pope with his breath, and taste the delicacies of this world by the way.

Is Wei Qinggai so coquettish...

Charlotte suddenly changed her perception of that top ten employee.

Although in the face of Zhao Zhao's feedback, he couldn't give any comfort, or he did it.

But many times.

Some questions were not for seeking an answer, but to find someone to complain about. After speaking out, Zhao Zhao felt much better, and the confused temperament gradually dissipated, turning into a little sad.

"After last night, when I saw other people using text, I thought of an uncle's face..."

"I may have lost the ability to date online."

Zhao Zhao sighed.

An interesting and sunny boy, just left.

Not knowing how to comfort her little friend, Charlotte thought about it and patted him on the shoulder.

"Look out, in case the person chatting and meeting is not alone."

"You mean, I was just lied to?"

Zhao Zhao thought for a while, his eyes lit up, and he regained his good expectations for the future.

Is Qingqing really a girl?

Chatting is a person, meeting is a person, very likely.

Maybe the girl saw that she was ugly, turned her head and left, and changed to someone else. This is just a denial of his appearance, but his personality is still bright and great, and it is shining brightly.

Grandpa's youth is back.

"No, I mean, you might be chatting with a hotter man," said Charlotte.

Zhao Zhao: "..."

……

The little friends who came to visit didn't know why they just went out for a while, but Zhao Zhao's temperament changed drastically, and he kept pushing them back.

However, they wouldn't sit around for too long, so they drank a drink, said goodbye and left together.

as a master.

Charlotte thoughtfully sent them away.

To compensate.

He secretly asked the technical department to increase Zhao Zhao's guarantee rate, reducing the guarantee rate from fifty rounds to forty rounds.

The Demon King is so gentle and kind.

The guests are gone.

The door of the bedroom was only opened a crack, and half of a beautiful little face was exposed from inside, like a groundhog emerging from the field, secretly observing the outside.

"People are gone, come out, madam," said Charlotte.

"Oh……"

The wife patted her plump breasts, and ran out briskly, sitting on the sofa, with her hands on her thighs, elegant and well-behaved.

At this moment, Christina changed into a homely dark blue pleated skirt with a white lilac flower pattern on the skirt. A beautiful woman looks beautiful no matter how she dresses up. Her long hair is coiled up, her neck is snow-white, and her roots are delicate. Almost transparent.

It's been a whole night.

The wife also seemed to be different.

A little more plump and rosy, and a delicate and gentle breath.

The woman sat on the edge of the sofa.

Charlotte stood beside the sofa, propping it up with her elbows, while resting her chin with the other hand, watching her quietly.

He has something to say.

He knew that at this time, his wife also had something to say.

After all, after such a long time, it has been lively and calm, and many things will come back to life.

It depends on who speaks first.

"Charlotte..." The first to speak was the wife.

"Yes." Charlotte agreed.

"Last night, it wasn't really a game, was it?" The wife gently twisted her hair, her sapphire blue eyes were filled with shyness.

"You can say that."

Charlotte moved her gaze, and silently looked away.

Success is success.

But there will still be a little bit of guilt.

Because my wife is pure and kind, she deceived others like this, and even asked for...

It's too much.

In the short silence just now, if he spoke first, it meant that Christina had no opinion and acquiesced to this relationship.

But it was the wife who spoke first, which means she still refused.

Then make it a dream.

He didn't mention it, and his wife didn't mention it either. From then on, he sealed this day in his memory forever.

"That's not a game..."

The wife lowered her head and continued, her slender legs were close together with almost no gaps, "That's actually a new way of massage, right? I slept very comfortably last night, and when I woke up, I felt good too... It's been a long time Never had such a restful sleep, thank you."

Finish talking.

The wife smiled sweetly and stroked the hair beside her ear.

Charlotte: "..."

Strange misunderstandings increased.

Chapter 505 Let me touch

Charlotte thought that his wife would be easy to deceive, but never thought that she would be so easy to deceive.

Although she is a single mother living in the country.

But I heard from Emile that the Holy Order often sends people to visit her in the countryside, bring her some living supplies, teach her swordsmanship, and the Pope himself will come occasionally. Logically speaking, knowing so many people, her concept of marriage should not be so strange.

No matter how you say it, it's already cream puffs, and I still don't realize it, it's a bit dull...

Then Charlotte turned around.

I saw Fei Liya who was hiding at the door and watching secretly.

Ok.

The culprit has been found.

Speaking of which, isn't my wife's first teacher the succubus.

Whether it is the concept of getting along with mother-in-law and son-in-law, massage therapy, or the code of conduct, she taught her wife step by step.

Felia also wrote a set of "One Hundred Tips for Taming Son-in-Law".