Today, I Have Yet to Become a Doll

Chapter 680: Born to be useful

Chapter 680 is Born and Useful

Bai Youwei looked around, not feeling in her heart.

Yu Guang glanced at the broken hand peeking under the sofa and could not help staring at it!

Frightened and shook back.

Seeing this, Bai Youwei became more irritable.

When the broken hand never stopped, like ADHD, she was originally kept in the storage room well. It is estimated that A Qing had been talking about drinking water, so she was curious and made a mess of water. .

Mainly because it is too much to join in the fun.

Asalina picked up the spoon on the ground and went back to the restaurant. She put the spoon on the table, her expression very tired.

"The one just now ... is one of my props." Bai Youwei explained to her to avoid misunderstandings. "It is not obedient and usually locked up by me, probably because I heard A Qing's voice, so I stole it out. . "

"It's okay ..." Ashalina smiled weakly. "It's just a spoonful of water. Besides, most of them are sprinkled. I'm just a little worried about Aqing's condition."

Bai Youwei didn't know how to comfort her.

Fortunately, Axalina didn't feel depressed for too long. She smiled lightly at Bai Youwei and said, "I'll go upstairs and go to bed first. You should rest early too. Let's find a solution together tomorrow morning."

Bai Youwei nodded.

When Asalina went upstairs, Bai Youwei picked up the draft paper on the table and inadvertently saw Teacher Cheng probe her brain at the stairs.

"What's wrong, Teacher Cheng?" She asked suspiciously.

Teacher Cheng hesitated for a moment, then walked downstairs lightly and asked her in a low voice: "Wei Wei, do you really want to keep him out of water? If you don't drink water for a few days, will it happen ..."

"He was poisoned, he would only die faster when he drank water." Bai Youwei frowned slightly, and looked up and down at Teacher Cheng. "Mr Cheng, the spoonful of water you just gave off, shouldn't you call it?"

"No, no no! How is it possible!" Teacher Cheng waved his hands again and again and said good things for his broken hands. "Don't be angry with it, it's just a child's temperament, no malicious."

Bai Youwei pouted: "I don't care if it's malicious or not, anyway, it's a troublemaker, and it makes me trouble every day, no use at all!"

Teacher Cheng whispered: "It's not useless at all ..."

Bai Youwei rolled her eyes and asked, "What's the use of it?"

Teacher Cheng thought for a while, and hesitantly replied: "... feed the chicken?"

Bai Youwei: "..."

After being speechless for a long time, Bai Youwei sighed: "Teacher Cheng, I really don't have the mood to joke with you. Next time I lock it in the storage room, don't give it another soft heart to open the door. It's all spoiled by you. "

Teacher Cheng was a little embarrassed and smiled: "Okay, I know, I will help you back to your room to rest, and then close it back to the storage room, you don't have to worry."

Bai Youwei stretched his arms and stood up with difficulty.

Cheng Wei only supported her arm.

"You can help me to the stairs, I want to go up slowly." Bai Youwei said.

Cheng Wei then let go, watching Bai Youwei slowly, step by step up the steps.

Later, Cheng Wei looked under the sofa and shook his head helplessly.

He walked to the storage room and opened the door. When he saw that he still didn't mean to return to the house with his broken hand, he coaxed patiently: "Come out, there is dirt under the sofa.

Broken his hands and then came out from under the sofa.

It is afraid of Bai Youwei, but not of Cheng Weicai. Instead, Cheng Wei was the closest to Cheng Wei because he stayed in the doll house for the longest time.

A variety of items piled up in the storage room, which were cluttered but not chaotic, and was only organized by Cheng Wei.

Putting a round bamboo basket on the shelf is a small bed with broken hands.

The small pillows and quilts in the bamboo basket are also available. They were all made by Cheng Wei, and some jewellery and scattered toys were scattered.

Cheng Wei put his broken hand back into the bamboo basket and taught in a low voice: "You have to be obedient, don't always get messy, you must be born and useful, and you won't live a life."

At the end, he sighed softly: "Don't be like me, it's useless ..."

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(End of this chapter)

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