Jun Qing sat up with difficulty, his head hurt a little, and touched his forehead, wrapped in a layer of gauze.

lowered his eyes and swept the fat on his body, and a piece of grass and mud roared in his heart.

Visually, the body of this drama is more than 130 pounds, which is nothing for adults, but it will be spicy when it appears on a thirteen-year-old girl.

Jun got out of bed with great effort, his steps were a little vain, and he rummaged through the drawers according to his memory, found a round mirror, and took a photo.

The girl had a ring of gauze tied on her forehead, her eyebrows were thick and just right, her eyes were fat and slit, her nose was small and delicate, her mouth was ruddy, and her skin was white.

No one wants to play with her, basically stays at home every day, can't bask in the sun, can it not be white?

And yesterday I had to play with the children of Murakami, or because I envied the old family's daughter Lin Meihua.

This little girl is quite scheming, every time someone wants to play with her, she has to show off in front of the original body, and she has to sarcastically mock each other in the dark.

"The original body is really stupid!" Jun Qing disliked and spoke.

I am afraid that I will be teased by others, and Lin Meihua will instigate it.

Thinking of this, Jun's light eyes were dark, and the corners of his mouth were unscrupulously hooked.

Since this face is too fat, this smile looks a little hideous.

Jun walked to the door with difficulty, opened the door, and lifted his fat feet across the threshold.

After just a few steps, Jun Qing was already out of breath.

She was so angry that she wanted to pull out the original soul and beat it up.

Let you eat! Let you eat! Let you eat!

Deserve to be fat!!

In fact, if it weren't for a fall yesterday, Jun Qing wouldn't have worked so hard.

Wang Guihua was very distressed when she saw that her daughter had only slept for a while and came out.

While shouting his heart, he walked over to Jun Qing's side: "My little heart, those little kings and eight lambs who killed a thousand knives, when my mother waits, I will go and scold the eighteen generations of their ancestors." ”

Jun Qing: "..."

frowned slightly, and said in displeasure: "No need, you don't have to worry about this." ”

Wang Guihua was only stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the other party to react like this.

If it was in the past, I would have been crying non-stop a long time ago, and I would have dragged her to the door of someone's house to scold, why is it a little strange now?

It's not normal!

"Girl, you shouldn't have broken your head, right?"

The more Wang Guihua thought about it, the deeper she thought about it.

Jun Qing: "..."

I really didn't know how to explain it, so after a while, I said coldly: "I have my own plans for this." ”

Wang Guihua: "..."

My daughter is not only strange, but also learns to say half a sentence and leave half a sentence!

Jun Qing is too lazy to explain, if you find it one day, you will find it.

It's still the same sentence, it's a big deal to kill them all!

Scarlet flashed at the bottom of his eyes.

Wang Guihua, who was walking in the rear, felt cool on the soles of her feet, looked around, the sun was shining, and the business was full of business, but she thought it was an illusion.

Out of the west room, Jun walked to the courtyard and sat under the ginkgo tree, his eyes wandering, looking around.

Yu Guang suddenly caught a glimpse of a shrunken head behind a window in the east, according to memory, this person was Lin Meihua.

The corners of Jun's mouth hooked, and his face was hideous again. Lin Meihua was startled and retracted her head suddenly.

At this moment, a sweet voice came from Jun Qing's ear: "Little aunt." ”

Jun turned his head lightly to look, only to see a little girl about nine years old with two pigtails timidly walking over.

"Little aunt, give." Lin Zhuhua was holding a straw rabbit in her hand, looking forward to it.

In his memory, the original body didn't like the person in front of him, and felt that like his mother, he was timid and cowardly, and he was a soft bun.

And Lin Zhuhua will share with the original body every time she gets something good, the original body is spoiled by the old couple of the Lin family, and she has never seen any good things, so she can't look down on each other's things.

Jun glanced at the straw rabbit and stretched out his fat paw to take it.

Suddenly, the forest bamboo flowers smiled and bloomed.

Jun Qing: "..."

"Little aunt, the wound on your forehead still hurts, and the bamboo flowers will blow it to your aunt."

As he spoke, the other party leaned his face over, and Jun Qing subconsciously hid back.

Lin Zhuhua is persevering, and he has to send it forward.

Jun frowned slightly, and his gaze swept over coldly.

In an instant, Lin Zhuhua didn't dare to move, her mouth was pursed, and she wanted to cry or not.

Jun Qing: "..."

Turn around, out of sight.

At this moment, Wang Guihua's loud voice came, and the birds on the roof flew up: "Girl, hurry up and have breakfast, I killed a chicken for you today!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Jun Qing received strong eyes from all directions.

Especially in the east second room, Lin Gang.

Smacking his lips, he almost didn't let the halazi out.

Retracting his senses, Jun Qing walked towards the hall, struggled across the threshold, and found his original position to sit down.

Wang Guihua saw that it was so difficult for the other party to cross the threshold, and scolded the parents of those children again in her heart, then looked at Lin Zheng and said like an order: "Don't come to eat if you don't remove the thresholds of all rooms." ”

Lin Zheng: "..."

Resignation to go out to work.

Jun Qing only glanced at it lightly, his face expressionless.

Except for the unlucky Lin Zheng, everyone has already arrived, looking at Jun Qing.

Jun frowned lightly, and dug into her memory to know that if she didn't move the chopsticks, no one in the family would dare to eat.

This rule was naturally set by the old couple of the Lin family.

Jun's eyelashes drooped slightly, and he glanced at the food on the table, four dishes and one soup.

A plate of radish cabbage, a plate of shredded potatoes, a plate of pickles, and a plate of chicken stewed mushrooms.

As for the soup, it is water with a few vegetable leaves.

After reading it, the big demon king has a desire for snacks.

But I still picked up a few shredded potatoes with chopsticks and put them in a bowl.