When Fang Zixi opened her eyes, she found that she was lying on the ground again, and she was once again knocked off the bed by her little ancestor.

She had the urge to strangle the bear child in front of her, in case she was really impulsive, she turned her face away from looking at her bear.

But people don't appreciate it, and this doesn't have to attract her attention.

"Little aunt, if you don't get up again, I won't care about you." Fang Yishen patted the people on the ground with an innocent face, and the words he said were so angry that he couldn't pay for his life.

But the little girl herself had no idea how annoying her own behavior was, and she kept babbling there.

Finally, the little girl changed her smiling face, pulled Fang Zixi up to the dresser, and took out the prepared gift from her pocket.

"Pedal and look at what this is, it's pretty. My brother brought this one back this time, you don't have one. Hee-hee. But I'll give you mine, I'll be fine. ”

Although similar scenes have to be staged once or twice a week, Fang Zixi habitually deflated.

I thought that the little girl still had a conscience, and she remembered her every time she had something good. In this case, she would barely care about what had just happened to her.

Who knows what she said next, which made her lose interest in the good-looking hairpin in an instant, and it didn't seem to look good at all. The excitement of getting the gift disappeared without a trace in an instant.

"Okay, if you know I'm okay, comb my hair quickly, and I'll hurry back to get dressed." I don't want to be like you and miss the bus. Fang Yishen said, and walked straight to the small stool in front of Fang Zixi.

The tone was vigorous, as arrogant as a princess, with a look of course, and an expression of you moving faster signaled to Fang Zixi.

Fang Zixi felt a headache when he looked at the messy hair, and the villain in his heart was roaring, I am also a child, who will serve me.

Think about her short hair since she was five years old, and her mother just helped her cut it every once in a while, or she tossed me around that day and changed her hairstyle, that's all.

After the age of eight, she completely ignored her, and said that she had to support herself. Not only does she not care about herself, but she also doesn't want her aunt to help me.

Another day, I will definitely go to the uncle to complain and complain, her granddaughter is not too cheap.

Fang Zixi wants to get angry every time, but every time the fire reaches his throat, his reason will awaken. She thought that the only person this girl was willing to rely on now was her, if she was bullied, she wouldn't have to play in the future, and this girl would probably have some bad thoughts.

Every time it was this reason to pull back her patience. Then comb the dirty little girl's hair and wash her face, and dress up beautifully.

Although she knew that she would be unrecognizable in less than half a day after going out, Fang Zixi was always happy to dress up the little girl, and she felt that this little niece was her experiment.

As long as she looks clean and beautiful, she is very proud. It's really this girl who looks cute, and anyone likes it.

It took more than half an hour to freshen up Fang Yishen, thinking about finding a dress for her to wear today. The province is not at home, and the eldest aunt has to wash her pants, which is troublesome.

But Fang Yishen looked at the little flower skirt in Fang Zixi's hand with a look of disgust.

"Can you not give me your torn cloth pocket? My grandmother had already prepared the clothes for me today. You go and clean yourself up first, I'll come to you later, hurry up, don't rub shoulder, I really won't wait for you if I can't catch the car. With that, he ran out.