Little cute baby didn't want to eat, but someone asked curiously, "why can't you carry the baby's porridge?"
Xia Bao's face sank, Anna said, "Dandan accidentally knocked over."
Girl No. 1 said, "Oh, Dandan, how much is the baby's porridge? You can knock it over."
Dan bit his teeth. "It's too hot. I didn't hold it for a while."
"My hand is so rough that it doesn't hurt to pinch a cigarette end. It hurts you to carry a gruel." Girl two.
"I didn't mean to." Dan angry, staring at the little cute baby one eye, "eat you, cry what cry ah, do not drink crab gruel and won't die."
"Enough!" Summer baby suddenly roared, "noisy to death, she does not need you to coax, you roar what roar."
Anna's face changed. It was quiet for three meters around Xiabao. No one spoke. When she saw Xia Baobao lose her temper for the first time, her friends were shocked. Xiaomengwa sobbed and didn't know what happened.
She sobbed and pulled the corner of her baby's clothes Brother, baby, darling Eat No more crab porridge. Don't be angry, brother
Food is very important, brother is more important.
My brother was angry and didn't want anything.
Xiaomengwa is not afraid of summer at all. She doesn't pay attention to how she yells at her in summer. This time, she feels afraid and unhappy. Is it because she is not good and her brother is not happy.
Dan grits his teeth and stares at the little cute baby, the damned smelly girl, besides pretending to be pitiful and crying, there is nothing else.
Anna said faintly, "baby, sister Dandan accidentally knocked over your porridge. Shall we have crab porridge in the evening?"
Xiaomengwa sobbed at the summer and nodded, "OK."
In summer, she rubbed her hair and scooped out a mouthful of porridge for her. Xiaomengwa swallowed it obediently. She tore the skin of the chicken leg and tore the meat off for her to eat. Xiaomengwa held the chicken leg to summer's mouth and said, "brother, take a bite, brother's belly is also hungry."
In summer, he took a glance at everyone from the corner of his eyes, and the coach was on the side. The drumsticks were not his meals.
"Brother is not hungry, you eat first."
"I heard my brother's belly cry. I'm hungry. Take a bite..." Xiaomengwa blinked her eyes and asked the coach, "aunt silent, my brother's belly is so hungry, can I eat chicken legs?"
"I didn't see anything." The coach had no principle in choosing her fruit.
As soon as her eyes lit up, the little baby whispered in a low voice that she thought was very low, "brother, eat fast, and your aunt can't see. There are also big shrimps and shrimps. The big brother peels the skin for us."
Some people beat the table and laughed. In summer, several tables nearby were full of laughter. They laughed so much that they wanted to sew xiaomengwa's mouth. Since they were all laughed at, they simply sat down on the accusation and bit a big bite of meat in summer. When he was growing up, the lunch boxes on the island were not enough.
Dan Dan tugs at Anna. Anna looks at her and lowers her head to eat, as if she didn't see it.
"Well, it's nice to have a cute baby in summer. They eat more than us. This is my big drumstick." The girl said, "look how much food we give you."
Xia Bao waved her hand boldly, "thank you. If you know you want to go into my stomach, don't give it to her. You are just lying to her and kissing you."
"Yes, the drumsticks you're eating are made for you by dolls selling their looks."
The baby never lost in the mouth, "envy, jealousy, hate it, you do not have cute baby to eat the children will not understand my happiness drop."
PS: my friends are afraid that I have opened a new article and ignored this book. This will not happen. If you find that I am not as updated as before, please feel free to do so.
Baby, this paragraph won't be very long. It's just a transition. If you don't like it, I'll try to finish it as soon as possible. His book is the last one. It happens to be carefree. They will write it on the island.
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