"Wow, wow, wow."

"Midsummer, you bully me, I'm going to ...... I'm going to tell the teacher to go! ”

The word "again" is really sad.

Originally, several of his little followers defected to the wind kindergarten school bully Huahou, and they didn't forget to step on Wang Xiaopang.

"It's a shame for a little man to sue the teacher."

"It's so embarrassing to be lifted up by a girl."

"Look at him, he looks like a dog."

was betrayed by the younger brothers, Wang Xiaopang cried even more sadly, and his little short legs kicked in the air.

Poor, weak, and powerless.

…… Fart.

After Wang Xiaopang kicked Fenghua hard, he broke free of her, his little short legs stammered, and he ran away crying.

"Teacher, teacher, help—"

Fenghua: "......"

Help me?

Did this bear kid think of her as a man-eating old witch?

She grinned wordlessly.

Don't say it, it's a lot of strength, and it really hurts to kick her.

Yan Che's long eyelashes trembled, his delicate eyebrows furrowed, and his white and tender little face was smeared with a trace of imperceptible nervousness: "Midsummer, are you okay?" ”

Wang Xiaopang has a lot of strength, otherwise he would not have subdued a few naughty bear children and "dominated" the entire kindergarten.

He saw Wang Xiaopang kick her with his own eyes.

There was a hint of worry in my heart.

…… It must have hurt.

She originally wanted to go back without pain, but her beautiful eyes moved smartly, and the words that had reached her mouth were changed to become: "...... It hurts. ”

I don't know what's going on, Zhu Majun's favorability towards Xiao Qingmei is not high, Fenghua only works hard to brush his favorability.

What's more touching than pretending to be pitiful and cute?

What's more, she is a child now, she doesn't need to pretend, she is naturally cute.

Her Majesty thought with a straight smile.

On the delicate white and tender little face, his brows furrowed, and he performed very hard: "Ah Che, I'm about to die of pain." ”

…… Die.

The little boy's dark and beautiful pupils widened suddenly, and in an instant, the bottom of his eyes was clouded.

Yan Che was a little frightened.

When his grandmother passed away, Yan Che had a deep self-awareness of the word "death".

Forever close your eyes, never open them again, look at him, talk to him, smile at him.

Imply...... Never again.

Yan Che's long and thick eyelashes trembled.

Once upon a time, his mother asked him to take care of Midsummer and play with his sister, and Yan Che was a little annoying and naughty.

But now......

The little boy is young, and he doesn't know what a good feeling is, and he doesn't know what it means to like, but he knows very well-

He didn't want her dead.

The little hand grabbed the hem of the little girl's skirt, her voice trembled a little, and her speech was a little incoherent: "Midsummer, I'll give you Huhu again, Huhu won't hurt......"

will not die.

How can you refuse this request.

I can't ask for it.

Fenghua blinked, curled her lips, and responded very cheerfully: "Okay." ”

The place where Wang Xiaopang kicked was on the leg.

The white and tender little short legs, which are green, look a little shocking.

It can be seen that Wang Xiaopang's strength is really not small.

The little boy crouched down, his red lips leaning closer, and blowing on her.

Fenghua suddenly remembered something-

She's not wearing safety pants, hey!

The skirt is another kind of puffy skirt, the skirt is wide, and it is easy to walk away!

"Alright, alright, I don't hurt anymore." She hurriedly pulled Yan Che up.

Yan Che still saw it.

Small strawberry ......