Personality is secondary disease

Coaxing and cheating, dragging and tugging, Bahua finally got this little ancestor back to the dormitory.

tired.

Physically and mentally exhausted.

Bahua lay on her back on the bed, and took a long breath, but soon, her heart was filled with all kinds of melancholy.

This TM is less than half an hour away from the incident?

How should I spend the next 23:[-] hours?

When she thought of this, she felt that her whole heart was losing vitality moment by moment.

Too tired to jump.

In the room where the setting sun was swaying, the air seemed not to want to circulate because of this distressing problem.

The edge of the bed on the side of the head sank abruptly, and Ba Hua bumped into those bright red eyes when he turned his face.

Baohaojun lay on the edge of the bed and blinked at Bahua with those fierce-looking but innocent eyes, but the words that came out of his thin lips made people extremely angry, "Auntie, your house is really It's like a pig's nest. If it looks like this in my house, my mother will blow me away!"

"..."

can you please shut up

Do you know what is the art of Fat House?

Are these furnishings in the house called pig nests?

This is obviously the taste of home! !

Warm!

You little brat, you don't understand!

Bahua pursed her lips, pulled the corner of her lower lip perfunctorily, then turned her back to him, and made it clear: the other party refused to communicate with you, and turned her back to you.

But how could Bao Hao understand this at this time?At this time, he has the inexhaustible patience of a child.

With the mentality of swearing not to give up until he reaches his goal, he ran to the other side of the bed.

"Old aunt, these little people on your table look so good!"

"Hey, you're good at it." As soon as she mentioned the Bahua's little ones, she didn't care about his address, her face that had been dark for a long time finally eased a little, and the joy in her eyes began to show.

However, soon, the slightest bit of joy that was revealed was immediately chilled by his next sentence.

"But it's too weak. I accidentally touched one just now, and it broke."

"...!?!"

The air seemed to become dignified because of his words.

The word "broken", from crashing into Bahua's cochlea to being conveyed to Bahua's brain nerves, to reaching the result in such a short period of time, Bahua felt that her heart seemed to stop Jump for two seconds.

Then, those almond eyes that were originally half-drooped suddenly widened, filled with disbelief.

In the next second, Bahua bounced up from the bed, her big black and white eyes were like radar, and she began to patrol the room.

When he saw the two Nendoroids with severed heads and bodies on the ground, the air pressure around him dropped suddenly.

It seemed that at this moment, the room was swept by low air pressure.

Even the little demon king Bao Haojun felt something was wrong at this moment, he shrank his head obediently, and quietly maintained the movement just now.

The shattering of the Nendoroid was like a signal, calling out all the depression in Bahua's heart.

She sat silently on the edge of the bed staring at the pieces.

Although reason has been telling myself, I must control myself and don't get angry with a brat.

But the body still expressed Fatty's anger first.

Bahua, who was silent for about ten seconds, suddenly got up with a dark face, pulled Baohao's clothes and tie, and pulled the dazed-faced Baohao out of the door, and then exhausted ten times ten of his strength, in front of his He slammed the door shut.

Baoduo Bahua made a demonstration for everyone with practical actions: what should you do when the bear child breaks your baby?

Nothing wrong, open the door and sweep him out.

Frightened by the menacing Bahua, and thrown out of the door, Bakuhao stared blankly at the closed door for a few seconds. On that tough face, the corners of his lips and brows drooped.

Even the pair of high-hanging long eyes are half-down at the moment, under the thick long eyelashes, the red pupils are full of grievances and guilt.

In the dormitory building where Bahua lived, she was the only household.

So at the moment the corridor is empty and dark.

Xiao Baohao was left outside the door for a while, and the fear in his heart was evoked by the increasingly dark corridor.

He sniffed aggrievedly, and began to raise his hand to knock on the door.

"Auntie, I was wrong. Let me in, okay?"

The series of convincing words uttered by Bao Hao's hoarse 16-year-old voice were passed on word by word through the wooden door to Eight Flowers in the house. She frowned, sighed heavily, and glanced at the search page again. The problem.

[How to take care of a five-year-old child? 】

She was irrational just now, but she is also a child, and she really doesn't know how to take care of the child.

Even if she has grievances, she still needs others to comfort her. Now she may not be able to let her go and comfort others with her grievances.

So, she threw him out first, and then calmed herself down.

But hearing the shouts outside the door, Bahua softened her heart, stood up and opened the door.

At that moment, their eyes met.

The light in the room shines through the crack of the door into Bakugo's water-stained eye sockets, shaking all over the place, filled with guilt for a moment.

She moved her fingers, hesitating whether to touch his head to comfort him, but the other party rushed into her arms unexpectedly, wrapped around Bahua's waist, and buried his head in Bahua's shoulder.

The muffled voice hit her cochlea.

Bao Haojun said: "I know I was wrong. Sister, don't be angry, okay? Don't ignore me."

Everyone has paved the steps, and the attitude is already very correct.

Bahua felt that if she didn't go down the steps, she would be a bit inferior to a five-year-old child.

So she said very generously that she was not angry anymore.

The answers to the questions found on the Internet told Bahua that as long as there was enough food, drink and fun, the brat would be tired of playing and fall asleep, and she would be relieved.

But, what should she play for Baohaojun?

Do it yourself?

It is absolutely impossible.

Own comics?

Not suitable for children.

and so……

"Banghaojun, what do you want to do now?" It's better to ask directly and try to be satisfied.

"...Sister, Bakugo is hungry and wants to eat."

Eat something?

Bahua rested her chin and thought for two seconds, then moved out all the fat (various) house (variety) fast (spicy) happy (chicken) source (food) spring (products) that she had treasured, and placed them one by one On the table, they clapped their hands and waved their hands aggressively and cheerfully, "Eat, eat whatever you want!"

"..." Baohao stared at the dazzling array of snacks on the table, feeling a little repulsive in his heart.But remembering the angry Bahua just now, Xiao Baohao could only silently pick out a bag of bread and gnaw bit by bit.

Bahua looked at the exceptionally well-behaved little Baohao in front of her with satisfaction, and her mood suddenly improved a lot.

So I picked up the tablet and called up an anime to watch.

It's been a long time since I watched it, it's almost out of date.

When Bahua tuned out a new program, holding a bag of potato chips and watching [Magical Girl], a fluffy head suddenly rubbed over from the side, and insisted on rubbing into Bahua's arms.

"Cough..." She coughed unnaturally, facing this 16-year-old body, Bahua really couldn't treat him like a child, "What's wrong?"

"Sister, I'll watch it with you." Bakugo blinked a pair of sparkling eyes on his proper villain face, and he insisted on squeezing into Bahua's arms.

To be honest, if you can imagine such a huge contrast scene, you will be able to experience the horrifying sense of disobedience that Bahua felt all day today.

Bahua moved his body to one side uncomfortably, but Baohao beside him moved closer together like a piece of brown candy.

While moving his huge body, he asked innocently, "Sister, why does this boy wear a girl's skirt?"

"..." This question... Eight Flowers pondered for a while, and then came up with an answer that she found easier to accept, "Because he wears a girl's skirt, he can become stronger!"

"Really? Can you become stronger by wearing girls' clothes?" Xiao Baohao blinked excitedly.

"Hmm. Really."

"But, Olmert is still very strong without wearing a skirt!"

"That's because Olmert is already a man. And the little skirt is a prop that boys can only use."

Hehe, if there was a third person, Bahua would probably be beaten to death for the crime of misleading children.

However, only when there are no outsiders around, Bahua will speak so unscrupulously.

"Then can I also wear a small skirt to become stronger?" After listening to Bahua's nonsense, Xiao Baohao was in a state of complete trust without hesitation.he

He clenched his fists and looked at Bahua with admiration and excitement, "Does sister have a skirt? Can you lend me one to wear? I also want to become as strong as All Might! I also want to be a hero!"

? ? !

What to do, she seems to have brought a good socialist boy with red shoots into a strange field.

However, the curiosity in my heart seemed to be unbearable, and even my body began to move to my closet involuntarily.

She... is so skinny, will she accidentally capsize the boat? ?