“Wow.”

"Shenxia, ​​you bullied me, I want...I want to tell the teacher to go!"

The word "全" really expresses the sadness.

Originally, his few of his young followers turned against Feng Kindergarten School Bulldog, and did not forget to step on Wang Xiaopang.

"A little man actually wants to sue the teacher, which is embarrassing."

"I'm so embarrassed to be lifted up by a girl."

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

Betrayed by his younger brothers, Wang Xiaopang cried even more sadly at the top of his throat, and kicked his short legs in the air.

Poor, weak, and powerless.

... Nothing.

Wang Xiaopang kicked Fenghua hard and broke free from her. His short legs thumped and ran away.

"Teacher, teacher, help-"

Fenghua: "..."

Help?

Did this naughty child treat her as an old witch who cannibalizes people?

She grinned speechlessly.

Don’t say it, it’s so strong that kicking her is so fucking painful.

Yan Che's long eyelashes trembled, his delicate eyebrows frowned, and his white and tender face was covered with a hint of invisible nervousness: "Shenxia, ​​are you okay?"

Wang Xiaopang is very strong, otherwise he would not have subdued a few naughty naughty kids and "dominated" the entire kindergarten.

He saw Wang Xiaopang kick her with his own eyes.

A hint of worry surged in my heart.

...It must be very painful.

She originally wanted to get back what was not painful, but her beautiful eyes turned and said that she had already reached the mouth. After changing it, she turned it into: "...it hurts very much."

I don’t know what happened, Zhuma Jun’s favorability towards Xiao Qingmei is not high, and Fenghua can only work hard to improve her favorability.

What can touch people's hearts more than pretending to be pitiful and cute?

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

Her Majesty the Queen thought with a strong smile.

On his delicate and tender face, he frowned and performed very hard: "Ache, it's almost hurting."

……die.

The little boy's beautiful dark eyes suddenly widened, and then his eyes were filled with mist.

Yan Che was a little scared.

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

Close your eyes forever, never open them again, look at him, talk to him, and smile at him.

It means...it will never be seen again.

Yan Che's slender and thick eyelashes trembled.

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

But now...

The little boy is young and doesn't know what kind of affection means, and he doesn't know what kind of liking means, but he knows very clearly-

He doesn't want her to die.

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

It won't die.

How can I refuse this request?

I can't ask for anything.

Fenghua blinked, bent her lips, and responded happily: "Okay."

The place where Wang Xiaopang kicked it was on his leg.

The white and tender short legs are a bit blue, which looks a bit shocking.

It can be seen that Wang Xiaopang is really strong.

The little boy squatted down, his bright red lips approached, and blew it for her.

Fenghua suddenly remembered something-

She doesn't wear safety pants!

The skirt is the kind of puffy skirt, with a wide hem, which is easy to expose!

"Okay, okay, I won't hurt anymore." She quickly pulled Yan Che up.

Yan Che still saw it.

Little strawberry...
Chapter completed!