Chapter 142: Sinful Dick!

Looking at Celia who had shrunk into the quilt like this, Cindiga couldn't help but feel a little funny, she didn't understand what was going on in her little head, and she didn't feel like she had been caught at all. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

The whole person is more natural than him, and he dares to ignore him here and shrink back into the quilt by himself.

Thinking of this, he sat directly on the side, looked at the quilt that was shrunk into a ball, and said in a frightened voice: "You dare to hang me here, don't you know that I asked Della to bring you here?"

Celia was stunned for a moment, and suddenly her stomach was full of depression, and she said in her heart: "If you don't hang you outside, will you let you also come into the quilt?!"

Thinking of this, Celia poked her head out and glared at him angrily: "Celia hasn't blamed you for arresting Celia!"

Being blamed by a six-year-old girl, Cindige was also embarrassed, but there was no one else anyway, he instantly relieved himself, and raised a hand to press her head.

Celia looked at his big hand and quickly retracted it, and by the way, since he might also have the idea of getting into the quilt, he rolled the quilt into a roll, not giving him a chance.

"Hmph, do you still want to touch my head?" snorted in his heart, and said through the quilt: "I won't touch your head, just bring Celia over, and you still want to touch your head? Uncle Manager, you think beautifully." ”

Syndiger was depressed for a while, didn't he want to touch his head, okay? He was going to teach this little guy what politeness was by pressing her head, and he actually shrunk under the quilt and talked to others.

"Whoever wants to touch your head, you come out for me, or you will throw someone outside with a quilt, it's very cold outside, it rained a little last night, and it's so cold in the morning. Cindige hugged his chest and calmly looked at the roll in front of him.

He didn't believe that the little fellow had a high fever and could not bear the fear of the cold, and sure enough, after a while, although she looked pitiful, she still sat up obediently, although she was wrapped in the quilt, but her face was still outside.

Syndige nodded with satisfaction, although he didn't have a little awe when he looked at him, and dared to look at him angrily, but it didn't matter, he had been a manager for so long, and satisfying distinguished guests was what he was best at.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Eat something?" said the syndiger, not caring for her angry eyes.

Celia shook for a moment, she had taken a very bitter medicine since she was scared and had a fever at noon yesterday, and now her stomach was still empty.

At the thought of eating, Celia suddenly felt that her stomach was warm and even a little hot, which was urging her to eat.

However, seeing the other party's treacherous look of wanting to succeed, Celia suddenly understood that this guy was trying to tempt her with food, and Celia, who had her own insistence, snorted, turned around and began to rummage through the food she had stored.

But she hasn't found it yet, and the syndige behind her has calmly taken out a plate of fancy snacks, a pot of tea, and a cup.

The rich black tea was poured into the cup with the sound of running water, and the aroma of tea mixed with the fragrance of dim sum wafted, as if an invisible hand was teasing Celia's little nose, which was very sensitive because of hunger at this time.

Celia looked back dissatisfied, Celia could swear that she wasn't tempted, she just looked back to see which sinful dim sum actually attacked her.

"A box of macarons of many colors, a lot of sabayans, lava cakes, Oberla..." Celia looked at them with sparkling eyes, as if she had recalled their deliciousness, and for a moment Celia found that her saliva secretion was almost uncontrollable, and her saliva was about to flow out uncontrollably...

Compared to the colorful desserts over there, Celia looked back at the shriveled and hard jerky that she could only pull out, and she felt that she couldn't eat it!

"What a sinful snack!" (To be continued.) )