Raising Diary of the Lolita Warrior

She ran to pick up her big shark doll and held it in her arms.

"why."

"The girl's body was seen by someone, and she wanted to kill him to protect her chastity." Ashdai said.

"But I want to marry Charlotte, so I don't want to kill him."

Emile pouted.

Why is Ashdai so bad, she wants to kill her husband!

The little girl raised the big shark doll and waved it twice, feeling that there was no power at all, so she simply took it back.

It doesn't work anyway.

"Then what should I do."

Ashdai said hypocritically, and sat down in the corner with her calves in her arms.

The room was Japanese-style, without a bed, and there was a set of futons in the closet, and the floor was covered with tatami mats. The little girl was leaning against the wall, looking desperate.

Poor, weak, helpless, and good at acting.

Look at her appearance.

Emile also sat down, and joined her.

Although Ashidai is a bad child, she is sad, and she has to find a way to help her.

and……

She must not let her kill her husband.

But the ass was seen.

It seems that there is no other way.

The little girl thought for a long time, then stretched out a finger and poked Ashdai's calf.

"Or, you should marry him too."

Think about it.

It seems that there is only one way.

When Charlotte touched her ass, she married him.

"I do not want it!"

"No, you have to marry him, or I will, I will play with your little Charmander every day." Emile pursed her lips, thinking of the most terrifying threat.

Although she is stupid, she is not stupid at all.

Do not marry Charlotte.

Charlotte is about to be killed by Ashdai, so what can I do?

He still wants to marry himself.

The devil can live for many, many years, and the brave can live for many, many years.

They will get married, have a happy family, and have a child in the future. The daughter can also watch cartoons every day, drink a lot of Coke, and run around in the garden. Watch the domineering president together, and then do shy things.

This life is ruined...

She doesn't want to.

"I do not."

Ashdai held back her joy, and turned her face away reservedly.

"You have to marry him, otherwise I won't play with you in the future, and I will beat you secretly while Charlotte is away."

"I'm one centimeter taller than you, you can't beat me!"

"I am rank nine."

"I'm also at the ninth level, and I can also use magic."

"..."

When Charlotte came back, he brought three plates of yellowfin tuna sashimi. The Japanese food actually didn't only include raw and cold food, but it took some time to prepare other food, so he brought it back soon.

Once inside the house.

He saw Ashidai hiding in the quilt, covered in a ball.

Emile knelt and sat beside her obediently, with her feet pressed under her little buttocks, looking like a winner.

"What's the matter, what's wrong?"

asked Charlotte.

Emile looked at the beautiful sashimi, blinked, and sat up straight again solemnly.

"Ashidai said she wanted to marry you when you weren't here just now."

"why."

"Because you saw her butt, a girl's butt cannot be seen casually. I asked her if she wanted to marry you or fuck you. She decided to marry you."

Emile swayed slightly, her little butt twitched, which was an invitation for credit.

She is amazing.

I protected love with my own hands.

At this time, the muffled voice of the little girl sounded from the bed:

"She forced me!"

"I didn't force you, you did it voluntarily, as you said just now!"

"It's you who forced me. I don't like Charlotte. Whoever will marry such a person is all you, all you!"

Emile lifted the quilt.

The two little girls fought again, cuddling and rolling on the tatami.

I saw loli fighting for a while.

Not knowing what happened, Charlotte put the sashimi aside for them to eat, and went to Rhine to ask about the situation.

Rhine briefly recounted their conversation.

Charlotte suddenly realized.

I really have you, is this Tsundere's indirect way of proposing marriage?

As it was getting dark, Charlotte and the two cubs soaked in the hot spring again. The snow outside still didn't stop, and the distant mountains were covered with a thick layer of white.

It's only early winter, this kind of weather is not normal...

Artificial snow?

Charlotte squatted under the eaves for a while, stood up, and went back to the house to call the two little girls to get dressed.

who cares.

Anyway, that's what the security department is worried about, as long as he can play happily.

"Come on, let's make a snowman."

The two little girls put on the thick clothes they brought, rabbit earmuffs and small gloves, and ran happily to the open space outside the hotel with their hands open.

Charlotte carried her pocket.

Watching unhurriedly, watching the little girl trot like having fun.

Children like to play with snow seems to be born in nature, it is the same all over the country, no matter what age or gender.

This is a fairly wide parking lot, and there are not many vehicles, so it is a vast expanse of whiteness.

Except for them.

Many others are already playing.

The middle-aged man with a big belly is holding a snowball, panting and chasing after a light girl, experiencing the romance of youth, or the handsome little milk dog is holding the arm of the old grandma and rolling the snowball slowly on the snow with her , talking and laughing.

It's so romantic.

Charlotte turned her head, the place behind her was empty, and she was slightly taken aback.

He came back to his senses immediately, shook his head with a smile, grabbed a snowball, and rolled slowly with the two little girls.

Chapter 93

Charlotte rolled a big snowball, and Emile rolled a small snowball, up and down.

After finishing.

The little girl's face was red from the cold, and she ran to pick up branches and stones to make arms and facial features, and let Charlotte hug her and put her own pompom hat on it.

Although stupid.

But Emile was ingenious, and the snowman he made was unexpectedly cute.

"Charlotte, this is our daughter."

The little girl raised her hands.

Happy.

"How old are you, you want a daughter at such a young age, you are like my daughter."

Charlotte put the little girl back on the snow.

looked at her with a smile.

Blushing a little at Charlotte's look, Emile slapped him lightly, clapped his hands, and shook his body lightly.

"I will always grow up, wait for me, soon."

"It's more than four years."