Originally, it was scanned.

I want to search for any sticks and sticks nearby, and I want to move things and beat these two traffickers to death.

But it hasn't worked yet.

I heard a soft and glutinous little milk voice: "Ha! ”

Suddenly, two parabolas were drawn in the air, and the two big men were shocked by some air current.

"Bang bang!"

The sound of falling to the ground.

"Hiss!"

Screams.

The system was dumbfounded.

Isn't the real body of a fool a small flower bone?

Isn't the original owner just a four-year-old doll?

Why "Ha! "One stomp of your foot can shake people into the sky?

Is this a little flower bone, or a little monster??

The little monster is stupid, blinking innocently.

Traffickers are bad guys.

The little obediently said.

Kill them!

Well...... All the system heard was the crisp cracking of bones.

and tragic cries for mercy.

"Little cutie spare your life, little cutie spare your life, we don't dare to abduct and sell little dolls anymore!"

"No, wash the mud."

The little doll's little fist fell into the rain and greeted the faces of the two big men.

The system silently covered its eyes.

It's miserable.

The little flower bone is too ferocious.

It's been a long time.

Whew, Ah Chan is tired, and his little hands hurt a little.

She's going back.

The two big men who were dying saw the ferocious little soft baby, with their little hands behind their backs, and they walked between them like no one.

Pass.

Hero, do you want to be so indifferent and chic?

Call them an ambulance, okay?

The ambulance did not come, and the two of them only heard the horn of a police car.

--

Every day during the nap, Ah Chan went out and came back before getting up, but no one noticed her.

No one cared about her in the first place.

The nerd is cute and cute, and there seems to be some problems with intelligence, and he is four years old, and he is about the same as a two-year-old child.

Not much to talk about.

Eating is not active.

In the blink of an eye she is gone, in the blink of an eye she is back again, elusive.

Such a child will not be adopted, and the welfare institute has never cared about her.

In the past, there was a Bo Qibao who was often with her.

It's just that they were accidentally left behind, and they were found back by the big family, and it is impossible to set foot in their small welfare home again.

Ah Chan was in a daze when he was taking a handicraft class.

"All of them?"

[Huh? Silly treasure, what's wrong? The system is busy.

Ah Chan seemed to hesitate.

The thin and long eyelashes were covered with a layer of water vapor, and the voice was soft and soft, like a kitten cub abandoned by someone.

"Little girl, don't you want me anymore?"

…… Did you know that? The system sighed silently.

Of course, it didn't dare to say that.

It really made this little nerd cry, he didn't know what to do.

[No, your little boy may be sick and delayed, and his health is not very good. 】

Whew, I really don't want to speak for other men.

--

A low-key black luxury car, parked at the entrance of the welfare home.

Two black-clad bodyguards open the car door.

What caught my eye was a young master of six or seven years old.

Wearing a small white suit.

He is still young, but his small body is elegant and noble.

The fine soft hair obediently clings to the back of the neck, and the eyebrows and eyes are delicate and picturesque.

Under the thin and straight nose bridge, the thin and soft lips are a little pale in blood, but the shape is extremely beautiful.

It's just that Xiaojun's face looks a little cold.

But after all, he is young and fair-skinned, and he can't hide a little soft and cute.

The dean didn't expect that Bo's grandson would come back to pick up people.

Bo Qibao appeared at the door of the handicraft classroom.

The cold light in his eyes shone brightly when he fell on the little doll who was in a daze.