The Anarchic Consort

Bai Zhu listened to Xiao Lin’s opinions and felt that only this one was feasible. It was just: “There has never been a signal on the mountain, and it is difficult to contact the master.”

"Go back?" Li Xiaobawang bit his mouth with the chicken wings: "Is it necessary to send Xiao Ajiu away?"

Hearing to send himself away, the little bald head did not chase his cat's tail and ran away. The big eyes looked at Bai Zhun.

"Don't talk about it, don't send Ajiu away." Bai Zhun let the children continue to play, and it is obviously more gentleman to eat. "Not to mention the fact that I can't go back."

"What do you mean?" Li Xiaoba Wang looked at Bai Zhun, and lowered his voice: "Small Ajiu did not say, she still wants to go back to do the hosting? How can I not go back?"

Bai Zhun looked at the little bald head and saw the child put his mind on the food. He whispered to Li Xiaobawang: "All the fate is to leave the temple, and then go to the mountain will get lost, unless there is a master himself, or……"

"Or how?" Li Xiaoba has not seen such a magical temple.

Bai Jun paused for a moment, and the dawn was deep: "Or a list of Buddhas."

"..." Li Xiaobawang feels that the world is illusory: "The little bald head is not going back."

Bai Zhuan licked his fingers, as if he was meditating: "I always think that Aji is not the same."

"What is different?" Li Xiaoba also felt that his thinking could not keep up with Baiye.

Bai Jun double-mindedly said: "The temple never accepts women. This is an unclean photo for Buddhism. The master is not so unconstrained. Moreover, the time of the small Ajiujin temple is too early. Only one of her."

"So what do you mean in the end?" Forgive Lee's brain capacity is obviously not enough.

Bai Zhun did not go on, but he looked at him coolly: "You can't understand it with your IQ."

"I rely on!" Li Xiaobawang bite the chicken wings.

Xiao Lin took a sip of Coke: "There may be a way to try it."

"any solution?"

"The school is about to start school. Xiao Ajiu is also four years old. Find a relationship and let her go to school first."

"You let a four-year-old child follow us for the fourth grade?"

"Let her get in touch with girls, aren't there girls in our class?"

"Can that let her go to kindergarten?"

"A group of small children in kindergarten, who will infuse her with men and women, and Xiao Ajiu is so smart, only one semester should be no problem."

"That must be agreed by the family."

At this time, Bai Dashao spoke up: "I agree."

“Hey?” Li Xiaobawang hesitated: “Don’t go through the permission of Bai’s grandfather?”

Bai Zhuan wiped his mouth at the corner of the child: "I am the adopter of A Jiu, the grandfather is busy at the border, this kind of thing does not need him to come over, Xiao Lin, the school is still looking for Xiao Aunt to help."

"no problem."

On the other side of Xiao’s grandfather, generations are writers, and Xiao Ayi is the headmaster of the school. They are all along the way.

What's more, the elementary school they used to be in the military area is also different from the ordinary one.

Let Ah Jiu go in, it should be no big difficulty.

White big and small is a solution to a heart.

The little bald head was still eating a small head to eat French fries, and soon finished eating it, and began to eat another bag of tomato sauce.

When Bai Daxiao saw it, he knew that the child had not eaten enough. When he stood up, he went to the window and asked the child for two large fries.

The little bald head is really happy now. He stretched his small claws and hugged the legs of Bai Zhun. The little face powder was tooted: "It’s still a small brother, Li Xiaobawang let me eat a little bit, even though the wuli Buddha said People will be grateful for the gift, but such a small potato strip is really not enough."

Li Xiaoba, who has been lying numerous times in a gun:...

However, the villain is still very good for Li Xiaobawang. He is very reluctant to give half of the French fries that Bai Zhun gave to her brothers, and also gave Li Xiaobawang a bag of ketchup.

Li Xiaobawang moved to hate to take a small bald head and kiss him a few mouthfuls.

Xiao Lin was responsible for taking pictures, and when the mobile phone was a glimpse, he took the photo of Li Xiaobawang in the album.

Although several people have been bickering and their personalities are different, they can be seen that their feelings are very good, and many people are envious of having such a childhood.

When I was having lunch, Xiao Lin took a photo of everyone.

In the photo, Xiao Lin took the finger, another boy glared at the neck of Li Xiaobawang, and the most conspicuous one was sitting in the small bald head in Baizhun’s arms. The cat’s ears were erected. I don’t know if I was taking pictures, my mouth was licking. Holding a green vegetable, staying cute and looking at the camera.

When this photo was sent to a circle of friends, the grandparents in the courtyard began to praise Xiaolin.

Only after going out alone, did not find Bai Zhun’s Lin Biaowen’s cell phone fell to his seat, and he cried in the car, and went home at night, she still kept crying.

Lin Yuwen's mother is also a child-protecting child. When she sees her niece crying, it is called a distress. First, she slammed the adjutant and then took Lin Bianwen to ask what happened.

Lin Biaowen’s tears: "Not the little bun from the village, I thought that when I entered the white house, I was a white house. I was not stalking my white brother all day. Mom, I hate small dumplings, hate to die. It’s rare to see anything, I’ve never seen it in the market, I know the money of the white house!”

"Can't say that." Lin mother looked at her: "But since it is outside, you should keep some rules. This child is uncultivated at first glance. I don't know the difference between the clouds and the mud. The child, tell him a few words for you, a small dumpling from the mountain dare to let my daughter not come to Taiwan."

In the words of Lin Biaowen’s thoughts, the girl gave a laugh at once.

Don't underestimate the jealousy of a girl, especially the little girl who is not right from the perspective of Xiao Sanguan. It is no better than the adults to do things.

She knew that her mother would help her deal with the little earthen buns, and she was relieved.

"You, I know you Bai Junge all day long." Lin Mama smiled and clicked on Lin Yuwen's nose.

"What, Bai Zhuge was originally mine, and this inexplicable little earthen buns came out to count what happened."

"I see, let your dad run a white house and help you and your white horse to set a doll."

"Mom!" Lin Biaowen slammed his feet.

Ms. Lin said that she actually has this plan.

Although the Lin family is weaker than the white family.

But their family is not bad, plus they are all on the same political front.

What's more, my niece originally liked Bai Zhun.

The prospect of Bai Zhu’s child in the future is simply limitless. If the two can kiss each other, it would be best...