doomsday lamb

"Dong dong."

As Lang Hua's men knocked on the door, Yang's neighbor's door opened quickly, as if there was a person or agency waiting behind the door to prepare.

A little girl who was only as tall as Lang Hua's chin threw herself into his arms.

It was a girl with half-tied cornrow hair, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt with a knee-length high-waisted lotus skirt, and her sports coat was taken off and casually wrapped around her waist.

Although she is wearing a decent Western-style school uniform, it cannot cover up the youthful and lively atmosphere that overflows from the girl.

She was like a koala, her hands tightly clasped around Lang Hua's waist, and her little head kept moving at the collar of Lang Hua's chest.

"Ah, brother, why did you come here?" The girl's voice came through her clothes. "It took such a long time, I thought you regretted it."

"I thought about something on the way." Lang Hua smiled bitterly and pulled her aside. He turned to thank the visitor, "Auntie, thank you. My sister didn't cause you any trouble, did she?"

Yang Xiaoxiao stood aside and pouted: "Hey, I've always been very good, okay."

She was very dissatisfied with Lang Hua's rough approach of dragging her up and lifting her aside.

"No, no, how could it be?" The old woman opposite smiled when she heard this, and the warm smile made the wrinkles on her face become more kind: "Xiaoxiao is the best, welcome to come and play again."

The girl smiled proudly: "Hey, brother, you see my aunt said the same thing."

"Okay, you are the best." Lang Hua nodded approvingly.

"Wait a minute, Huazi. The express package delivered to you by the courier company today has been deposited at my house. You can take it into the house now."

"Express mail?" Lang Hua raised his eyebrows, then pretended it was nothing and said, "Okay, thank you, aunt."

——

When Aunt Wang returned home and closed the door, Lang Hua turned around with the heavy bag in his hand.

But Yang Xiaoxiao was putting her hands in front of her face, sniffing like a little mouse.

"What are you doing?" Lang Hua suddenly felt uncomfortable where he had been touched.

"Hmm... It smells like Sister Qian. Oh, why did you hit me?" The little girl covered her head with tears in her eyes.

"Nonsense. I just borrowed the bathroom from someone else's place. What are you thinking about?"

"Humph, that's not necessarily the case. You two are young men and women of the right age. You live alone in the same room, making firewood and fire... Oh, why do you still hit me on the head! What should I do if I can't grow taller?"

The little girl pouted, stared angrily at a certain assailant, and frequently stamped her feet on the ground to vent her anger.

"Bad people, Brother Hua is the most annoying."

Yang Xiaoxiao has had a baby face since she was a child, with a snow-white complexion and delicate facial features.

At this moment, she pretended to be angry and stared at Lang Hua. She had a pair of big and lively almond eyes, slender eyelashes, curved and long eyebrows, a small and straight nose. There were also two shallow dimples hanging on her face, just like the hands of children.

That kind of doll makes people unable to help but have the desire to protect it.

Seeing such a scene, even Lang Hua couldn't take action anymore.

He had no choice but to answer lightly: "I'm fifteen years old and 165 centimeters tall. Is it your turn to call me short? I've grown like a bamboo shoot in the past two years."

"Humph, I don't care, you are responsible for the evil things you do."

"Definitely," Lang Hua said in defeat, "Be responsible and responsible. Buy a showerhead tomorrow to water and fertilize you."

He really couldn't do anything with this little girl.

"Hey." Yang Xiaoxiao said disdainfully, and suddenly grinned again, "I won't wash my hands today. Let me investigate and see if there is any smell of other women that I haven't washed away."

This girl really can't stop talking without surprising her words.

"You go wash it now." Lang Hua held back the black lines on his head and waved his hand to her, "Don't block the way and go into the house."

After entering the house, Lang Hua closed the door behind his back and stared at Yang Xiaoxiao without saying a word.

"Brother, what are you doing? It makes me feel uncomfortable." Yang Xiaoxiao pretended to shudder.

"Don't you have the key to your home? Why didn't you bring it with you?" Lang Hua looked at her condescendingly.

Yang Xiaoxiao stuck out her tongue playfully at him, "I came out in a hurry, so I forgot to bring it with me."

Lang Hua sighed: "I knew you sneaked out again. Does your mother know that you came to live in my house?"

The girl replied as a matter of course: "How can you do that? If you let her know, she will definitely not agree."

"and you……"

Yang Xiaoxiao quickly added: "I didn't lie this time, mommy is really not at home."

Lang Hua asked: "What about her? How can she rest assured if she leaves you alone at home?"

The next.”

The girl pouted disapprovingly: "How can she have time to care about me? She is having an affair with her new boyfriend. Now she knows which hotel the two of them are in... Oops, it hurts."

Lang Hua slapped the girl on her smooth forehead: "If you don't learn well at a young age, where did you learn these weird accents and tunes?"

"The classmates in our class usually talk like this. They also say that when boys and girls fall in love, they will always go to the hotel to check things out... Oops."

Lang Hua retracted his finger again, and black lines appeared on his forehead: "They are them, you can't do it. You are not allowed to say such words in the future."

"Why is this like this?" Yang Xiaoxiao said immediately, "It's so domineering, hehe, but I like it."

——

Yang Xiaoxiao is one and a half years younger than Lang Hua, and is the only daughter of her adoptive father Yang Bensheng's sister Yang Qinghua. Her aunt Yang Qinghua is not as good at studying as Uncle Yang. She is very playful and pretty, and has been hanging out in the society since graduating from middle school.

When Yang Qinghua was 20 years old, she had a flash marriage and gave birth to Xiaoxiao. However, she divorced her husband when Xiaoxiao was three years old. It is said that she was distracted and suffered domestic violence. Xiaoxiao was sentenced to Yang Qinghua and then followed her.

He changed his surname to Yang and lived in the community next door to the north of the Yang family.

Although Yang Qinghua later found a well-paying job with the help of her sister-in-law Li Liping, she still spent three days fishing and two days surfing the web. Even after having her daughter Xiaoxiao, her playfulness has not weakened by half. She usually changes her boyfriend like a new one.

Clothes are the norm, and DISCO is a treasure in every major bar in Shashi.

Yang Qinghua usually ignored her daughter Xiaoxiao, but it happened that her eldest brother Yang Bensheng and Li Liping had no children, so they usually treated Yang Xiaoxiao as their biological daughter.

However, Yang Bensheng and his wife are usually busy with work, and it is inevitable that there will be times when they cannot cover everything.

It is said that when they divorced, Yang Qinghua and his wife did not want to take over Xiaoxiao, the troublemaker, but the court still awarded the child to the woman in accordance with usual practice.

Yang Xiaoxiao actually knows. She knows much more than others think she knows.

No one would feel better if they knew that their biological parents regarded them as a burden. So in the past few years, Yang Xiaoxiao, who was obviously smart, occasionally hung out with some bad students, repeatedly wandering on the edge of the cliff of depravity.

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Until Lang Hua came to this home two years ago.