I Became the Villain’s Own Daughter

   Chapter 1124 Lao Lu, are you okay now?

  Qu Sinian: 【……】

   Zhang Dazhuang: 【……】

  Jian Yi: 【……】

  After a long silence of about two minutes, Qu Sinian tremblingly asked: [Lao Lu, how are you now? 】

  Lu Junhan silently glanced at the little Lolita with double ponytails who was standing near the stove not far away, happily, and looked back at the words: [Not good. 】

   Ten minutes later, Zhang Dazhuang asked: [Are you still alive? 】

  Lu Junhan: [Dying soon. 】

  Qu Sinian: [? ? ? Isn't it? ? 】

   Zhang Dazhuang: [Is it so serious? 】

  "Dad, dad, look, this is the little bag my mom taught me to make just now,"

  Wait for Lu Junhan to continue to reply, the little girl over there who followed her mother to learn to knead the dough ran over happily. She spread her little hand and showed her father the solid dough in her palm.

I don’t know what kind of ghost she added in it, a big ball, black black, like a big briquettes, in the briquettes, there are some dead grass and fallen leaves, as if they were not held firmly when they were pinched, and they rolled on the ground. After several laps, it was dark and dirty, and it could kill people at a glance.

  Not only is this dough deadly, what she says is also deadly:

"Mom said, although it's not as good as what she did, but compared to Dad, what I did is pretty good. I will soak it in water and burn it twice. I will blow it three times. Dad, you will do it again. You can eat it!"

  Lu Junhan: "..."

  After the memory of the little girl was deleted, she was as if she had been filled with countless wines.

  She usually retreats to her mother’s "craftsmanship". Seeing her mother’s new dumplings can be scared and crying alive, she turns around and ran away, for fear that someone who accidentally smells the dumplings will die.

  After deleting the memory, her temperament changed drastically. Not only was she not afraid, but she also happily moved in and told her mother that she wanted to learn how to make bags, and she wanted to make the most delicious bags.

   can make Xiao Jue Tianzun’s heart full of joy, and she will do her best to teach her.

In just half an hour, this little thing kneaded all kinds of dough, including green, purple, yellow, blue, and her favorite pink, and said that they would all be steamed for her. Favorite dad eats.

Now I kneaded a dirty black dough again. Whatever color is almost there, even the colors of the rainbow are almost gathered by her. But Lu Junhan wanted to turn his head and leave, leaving this dangerous little fat girl, but he Can't go.

  The memory of this little thing has just been deleted. In order to avoid unsuitability or other "crazy" conditions, it is best to stay with her on the first day after the memory is deleted, in case of accidents.

  In case something is wrong, adjust it in time.

  This also means that Lu Junhan can only sit here all the time, watching her make a pile of dough that can kill people.

   Soon, the little girl was happily holding a big steamer bun, no, holding a big steamer, the colorful, rock-hard dough ran out.

  She put the steamer on the stone table, and the little milk said in a clear voice:

  "Dad, you eat the black one first. Mom said, the black one has just been put in. How long hasn't it been really (steamed)? It's fresher. Fresh ones are more delicious. Other fake ones may not be delicious."

  Lu Junhan glanced at her faintly, trying not to look at the hot-eyed things in front of him as much as possible, and said quietly, "Why don't you eat it yourself?"

   "I've done it for a long, long time," Little Lori opened her **** eyes, her eyes were clear, and her mouth was pouting, "I just want my father to be the first to eat."

  Just like telling a story, she also wants to be the first to tell her father!

   "I am not hungry for now."

  Unfortunately, Lu Junhan still couldn’t bear this filial piety. He pushed the steamer in front of the little girl and said, "You can eat it yourself."

"All right,"

  Little Lolita pulled her head, Lu Junhan thought she had given up, and her wrinkled long and narrow brows were slightly loosened, but they were not completely loosened yet.

  I saw that although the memory of the little Lori next to him had been deleted, her mentality was still very good. After only two seconds of frustration, she cheered up again, and she tidied up the steamer quickly:

"Dad, then you can eat this green one! Mom said that there seems to be some green vegetables in it. Green vegetables can be used as pig florets (to help digestion). After eating, you will be hungry. Then, when you are hungry, you can. Eat this fresh black! Isn’t it awesome!"

  Little Lori has properly arranged her father’s diet, taking all aspects into consideration.

  Lu Junhan: "..."

  I might die after eating.

   A slight crack appeared on the man's always cold and white face. He was already thinking about whether to restore the memory of this little thing.

  No recovery, she can only collect the body from her father.

  But Lu Junhan is not a person who can easily give up, and has always been decisive, and he rarely regrets the decisions he makes. He plans to struggle again and continue to wait and see.

  Lu Junhan didn’t glance at the green dough, only stated a very convincing fact in a light tone, “I don’t like eating vegetables.”

   "Yes,"

   Xiao Lu Li then realized.

  Like her father, she doesn’t like eating greens. She grabbed the green dough with greens all over her face, wrinkled her face, and threw it far away:

  "This is a bad thing, dad, we don’t want to eat it!"

  Speaking, little Lori was forgetful again, and started to sell her very fresh, obviously unsteamed black dough: "Dad, then you eat this, this is super delicious!"

  This look of active sales, people who don’t know thought she had eaten it before.

"I'm not hungry."

  Lu Junhan turned the words back again.

  However, this little thing is really worthy of his daughter. It is really difficult to kill. After the death of the green dough and the temporary death of the black dough, she moved out her yellow dough and introduced with enthusiasm:

   "Then dad, you can eat this! This one has snacks, you can eat it if you are not hungry!"

  Lu Junhan: "..."

  With this color, I thought you would have something to add to the toilet.

  Lu Junhan refused again without expression: "I don't like snacks."

   "Dad, you are so picky eaters," Little Lori frowned, and looked at her father reprimandingly, "That's not possible, children who are not picky eaters will not gain weight."

  After finishing speaking, the little girl raised her sleeves and showed off. Let her dad see her plump, and she can pinch out the fleshy little arm: "Look at me, I am fat, not picky at all."

  Lu Junhan: "..."

  Lu Jun couldn’t bear it, and looked up at her: "If you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I will beat you."

  After deleting the memory, little Lolita became even more afraid of him. She pouted her small mouth and "hummed" with a puffed face: "Daddy, you are not fat!"

   She whispered: "Even if you beat me, you can't get fat!"

  Lu Junhan: "..."

  (End of this chapter)