[British American Entertainment] Oops, my brain is so big!

I was lucky, Cameron just came out for a walk at noon, so he picked me up directly back to the company.

Here's the thing:

Cameron originally wanted to hand me over to the uncle of the people's public servant police who patrols nearby, but, as a smart and witty little loli, how could I give up the opportunity to get the moon first, and watched the key characters in the plot go from Where do I slip away before my eyes?

I put my short arms around Cameron's thighs and looked up at her pitifully with my big eyes that were about to cry without saying a word.

"Are you dependent on me?" Cameron looked annoyed at me, looking ferocious, but she has no breasts, "What's your name?"——She is also a rare poor wet nurse, she can really play well . o(≧v≦)o

I blinked my eyes and replied with a sweet smile: "My name is Cecilia, big sister."

At this time, morality is no longer important. Anyway, my offline has been broken into pieces since Chapter 1.

Probably because my skill of being cute is deeply rooted in people's hearts, Cameron still couldn't hold back, squatted down and hugged me.

"I'm Cameron, I'll take you to my office later, and I'll take you to the police station after I get off work," she said.

"Can I have ice cream?" I think my cuteness must come from the bottom of my heart.

"Deal." Cameron couldn't help but secretly rolled his eyes—probably because he thought I was annoying and cute.

I tilted my head and gave her a sweet smile, gave her a love, and then quietly and obediently lay on her shoulder.

"The brat now is really..." Cameron muttered softly with blushing cheeks after a long while before he realized it.

I quietly stretched out two miniature radish fingers in her arms, and silently made a V. =v=

So now I'm sitting at the reception desk where the computers are sold, licking a chocolate-flavored ice cream from Cameron Road, while absent-mindedly playing with the "pretty sister" who professionally answers the phone.

Why doesn't the president come to work? He's not professional at all, bad review!

"Would you like something else to eat?" the brunette at the front desk asked, with a tint of dyed brown at the ends—how long has it been since she had her hair done?

Her name was Debbie, and she looked a little wary, probably because I was so regal in the way I licked the ice cream.

Oh, Debbie is Debbie again. When I mention this name, I can't help but think of that stupid fat idiot talking Siamese cat, thinking about "Debbie's own meatballs" every day. Afterwards, will that stupid cat become the bbq of alien Smurfs because of its overly fat meat?(:3ゝ∠)_

Sitting on the chair and swaying my feet leisurely, I finished licking an ice cream neatly, and looked at Debbie, who was always about to move and wanted to feed me: "Can you give me another ice cream? I prefer the strawberry flavor."

"This..." Debbie looked a little embarrassed, "Cameron told you that you can only eat one."

I only looked at her pitifully and longingly with a pair of big wet eyes, my mouth was pursed, the corners of the mouth were about 45 degrees downward, and the red eye sockets hung with sparkling water.

"I just want a strawberry one, just one."

Ah, is it true that the skill of being cute is almost full by me? By the way, after my body gets smaller, I am more witty. I also went all out for a strawberry ice cream.

Contentedly licking the strawberry-flavored ice cream that Debbie finally couldn't hold on to and secretly went downstairs to buy, I squinted my eyes happily, and I didn't look like I was about to cry just now.

"If only my daughter was so cute..." Debbie couldn't help but patted my head and whispered—well, for the sake of ice cream, I will bear it.

Don't look at me now, I'm just a little puppet. With my fighting power, it's okay to hang the earth scum on the lips of the fish at will, but I've always been well-behaved, pure and good at speaking. .

But when I think that my love rivals on Weibo may soon exceed 40, I feel that the number of such rapid growth is completely overwhelmed. The sea of ​​​​people tactics is too cheating, it is simply a failure! _(:3ゝ∠)_

I vented my anger and took a big mouthful of ice cream, but I didn't expect that the children's dental health was in serious condition. The ice made me bark my teeth unconsciously—it really ruined my beauty like a crystal doll Mary Sue—my first For a while, he covered his mouth and pretended to be calm.

But this time, Debbie didn't have the time to appease my accidentally injured glass heart, but was attracted by the man who pushed the door in. She had a standard smile on her face, although she was definitely not as sweet and charming as me. kind, but still cute.

"Debbie, help me confirm the meeting with Mr. Brian this afternoon, and——who is this little girl?"

The domineering president with long legs that surpassed the miniature height of my body looked down at me, his eyes full of scrutiny.

From my perspective, I can only see the thud at the horizontal line of the viewing angle and the double chin that can be seen clearly when I look up, which is not right no matter how I look at it.

Well, my boyfriend is late again today, can we still have a good relationship?

Debbie: "Cameron brought it, I heard he got separated from his family."

Mr. Qiao frowned obviously, and just as I was about to say something, I jumped off the chair and hugged my thigh as quickly as I threw away the ice cream.

Although you can’t bury your chest, it’s not bad to bury your hips o(≧v≦)o

I hugged Mr. Qiao's thigh and rubbed it flatteringly. If the object was my boyfriend, I really wouldn't dare to do such a thing shamelessly.

Mr. Qiao laughed lightly, his eyebrows stretched, and his voice and figure exuded a strong shivering air.

He patted me on the head like a pet, leaned over and said, "Why didn't you call the police?"—this sentence probably asked Debbie.

Debbie replied honestly: "She cried and hugged Cameron and did not let go. Cameron had no choice but to bring it back."

who cry!I was just a strategic camouflage!Debbie you traitor!Seeing Mr. Qiao, he doesn't love me anymore!

"Okay." Mr. Qiao sighed helplessly, looked down at me who was still hugging his thigh tightly, and I stubbornly resisted the temptation of the president's beauty, and hugged him even tighter.

Mr. Qiao: "Good girl, let go of your hand."

I shook my head.

Mr. Qiao: "Good boy, let go."

I still shake my head.

Mr. Qiao sighed and had no choice but to lean down and pull me down with his hands: "You—"

It was too late to say it, and then I said it out of anger, and then swallowed the air and then threw the milk swallow into my arms. The agile and vigorous movements were like adding special effects, and a head hammer directly knocked down my beloved president.

thump--

This was the sound of President Qiao falling to the ground clutching his forehead.

"Oh, my God, what's going on here?" Debbie quickly squatted down to check on Mr. Qiao's situation - obviously women on earth like this usually wouldn't be able to see my god-like sneak attack clearly at all.

I blinked aside and licked my lips innocently.

It may be that my skill is getting deeper and deeper, and the head hammer is also good. This time I didn't make me wait too long. My boyfriend woke up after only 2 minutes with Mr. Qiao's shell on his head.

"Damn it, Cecilia, you're doing this again..." My boy complained softly while covering his forehead as soon as he got up from the ground.

However, the pain was not in the back of his head this time. After all, I was afraid that hitting the same place repeatedly would affect his IQ.

"Joe?" This was Debbie who was still confused and confused.

He rubbed the sore spot and waved his hand: "I know this little guy, please be busy."

After finishing speaking, regardless of my protest, he directly picked me up and went to his own independent office, ignoring other people's repeated glances.

Yes, just carry it!Not gentle at all!Not even a princess hug!It's like carrying a sack!I saw Cameron who came out after hearing the sound, with his red lips slightly parted and his face wtf, but he didn't know what he was muttering, and he didn't step forward to defeat the big devil and save me.

My male ticket slammed the door of the office room, drew the venetian blinds, and then put me on Mr. Qiao's desk very smoothly, and stared at me with his hands on the desk.

He said, "Is there anything you want to explain?"

Me: "Huh?"

Although this posture has the sense of a romance novel where the domineering CEO falls in love with me and I wear my pants on the front, it is a pity that my current body is just a young/toothed loli who can't be smaller. Can't really do anything.

He slowly raised the corners of his mouth, and lightly tapped his forehead with the index finger of his right hand, which had not yet subsided, and raised his eyebrows in silence.

I pursed my lips: "You, you, what are you going to do?!"

The oppressive male body moved away from me a little bit. He stroked the stubble on his chin and said, "If the child is not good, he will be spanked."

Why is it that he is full of lust when he makes actions that are obviously only for villains?Hey, even though my body is still just a child, my heart can no longer close my legs!

"You, don't come here! I am very powerful and I will blow you up!" I curled up on the desk with my pp in my arms, and shouted sharply.

He smiled indifferently, walked closer and said, "Well, I know you are very powerful, you were the one who knocked me out the few times before."

"Yes, yes, so what! I will be responsible for you!" Seeing him approaching again, I quickly shouted: "You hold me back, I'm just a child!"

"Huh? Child?" He looked me up and down generously, "You were so cute when you were young, dear sweetheart."

"In this case, let's play a game, three chances, guess my name, and get a write-off."

Me: "What if you can't guess?"

He raised his eyebrows on the right, and looked at my little ass that was tightly covered with a half-smile - pervert/wolf!Obscene / devil!Birds/beasts!

I couldn't help but rolled my eyes at him without being a lady.

President, you do this and that to an unarmed little girl who is not as tall as your thigh, do your subordinates outside know?

I asked angrily: "How could I guess three times, and all I can think of when I look at your face is 'lee! lee! lee!'!"

He chuckled and said, "Congratulations, you got the answer right."