Naughty Loli in Doll

Anastasia also stood up quickly.

Don't let the children see her in such a shameful state.

"What's the matter Mir, why are the clothes dirty? Do you want to be beaten again?" Irene walked over with a frown, and patted Mir's clothes angrily.

"Be respectful to me, old lady! I'm a brave man!" Mir said while printing shoe prints on Irene's white silk with his children's sandals.

"..."

There is no doubt that the little guy, like Grey, is playing games and drifting away.

Eileen took out the feather duster from her portable space with a blank expression, waved it twice in the air, and produced a sonic boom.

"Hmm..." Mir shrank his neck, quickly hid behind the door, and looked at Irene tremblingly with his head out.

Muscle memory knocked her straight back to normal.

Erin took a step forward.

"Wow wow wow!" Mir ran out.

"Irene, calm down! We should educate her in a better way..." Nora quickly grabbed Irene.

"Beating the child won't solve the problem!" Anastasia also quickly hugged Irene.

But these obstacles were useless, and Mir appeared directly in Irene's hands instantly.Carrying it upside down, Irene grabbed Mir's fair calf and turned her head down.

Mir, who struggled to no avail, knew that he could not escape, but Master Mir also wanted to save face!How can you be beaten and cry like this? !

"Mom... woo woo..." Mir activated the cheat - cry before hitting!

As long as you cry before the other party beats you, the other party will not be able to beat you!

But the feather duster is still about to fall.

In desperation, Anastasia quickly used her ability to transfer Irene to the mirror space.

She felt that a cub as small as Little Mill would definitely not be able to bear such a beating.

But Irene followed her in the same way, and directly pulled Mir out again.

Then move... pull... move... pull...

Over time, Irene turned her temper on Anastasia.

Sure enough, this person is completely redundant!Let's drive her out!

"..."

"What's the noise?" This is the voice of the head of the family.

In the end, the most tempered person in the family walked out of the room to solve the farce, but the little guy who made a mistake was locked up by Maedavli by his collar in the extremely sturdy warehouse behind the house.

There is no light in the warehouse, because the light is useless here because of the magic barrier, and the space seems to be sealed. It was originally used to shut down Irene and Nora who made mistakes when they were young, so it is extremely strong.

Although Meda Fuli was reluctant to beat Mir, but the child who made a mistake must be educated, otherwise it would be mindless spoiling.

"Hmm..." Mir glanced at the small black room behind him, looked up at Maedavli weakly with tears in his eyes, and stretched out his hands to her: "At least give me Yimi."

Medavley glanced at the little guy.

"Bang." The door was closed.

"Woo..." Mir bit his fingers unhappy.

She is not afraid of the dark, but afraid of boredom.

And it's almost time for dinner...don't let the kids eat?

Grandma has changed, grandma is no longer the good grandma who loves me, wronged.

All bad guys!

Meda Fuli came out and cast a sideways glance at each of the three people: "It's enough to be hungry, whoever is released will be beaten."

"Oh, just keep it inside." Irene, who was still angry, replied.

Anastasia took a step back.

Lily's character...has become so strong...

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Just as Mir was about to find a corner to see if he could tear it down, a light suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hmm...there is wine in this place." Anastasia, who appeared here for some reason, bent down and looked at the wine jars soaked in the special products of the Kingdom of Light.

She knew it was wine when she smelled it.

As a senior angel, she will naturally not be affected by the enchantment here.

Today... Although it seems that Irene has become hostile to her because of the little guy, in fact, thanks to this little guy, the embarrassment between them seems to have eased a lot.

At least, let her go to the dinner table, although Lily still treats her coldly.

My granddaughter is really a little angel.

How could such a little angel be starved?

Anastasia turned her head to look at Mir's small face and smiled: "Want to come out to eat?"

"Well..." Hearing these words, Mir's stomach instantly became hungry.

"Call Grandpa, and I'll take you out." Anastasia said with a smile.

"Grandpa." Mill called without hesitation.

Anastasia froze at the word.

If she remembered correctly, this was the first time Mill called her that.

The milky voice in the milk is very cute...

Anastasia squatted down in a daze:

"Call again."

"Grandpa!" Mir looked impatient.

"Call again..."

Before he finished speaking, he was scratched by his little paw.

But Anastasia seemed to have more than enough meaning for the little guy's title, and even reminisced about it.

So cute, I really want to tease her...

After reminiscing for a while, she showed a mean smile again, hugged her soft granddaughter, and suddenly a disposable transparent cup appeared in her hand, and the drink inside seemed to be full.

This is because she used her ability to get the wine soaked in the special products of the Kingdom of Light into it.

She handed it to Xiao Mier with a smirk: "Good boy, have a drink."

When she was young, the old people in Dragon Nest always liked to trick the children into drinking drinks, and then laughed at their reactions. Anastasia didn't understand at the time, but now she kind of understands.

Tease the child to see the cute reaction of the other party.

Anyway, children don't like this taste, and they will spit it out after a small sip, and the remaining alcohol will not cause any harm. If the little guy swallows it, she will transfer the sip before then.

Mir took it with his small hands in doubt, and took a sip without hesitation after seeing that it was a transparent disposable cup...

End of this chapter

Seeing the innocent child take a sip of the wine in the glass without hesitation, Anastasia couldn't help smiling.

It's kind of bad, but it also shows children that alcohol is not a good thing.

Mir only felt a bitter, spicy and hot taste in his mouth, as well as a strange plastic taste...

She recognized immediately what the strange fluid was.

"Cough cough!"

She quickly spit out the wine in her mouth, and then coughed, even if she only took a sip, the taste still made her face turn red, and hot tears flowed out.

The anti-drug ability of Mir's body is unknown, and the puppet body is invulnerable to all poisons, but both bodies have a strange weakness, that is, they have no resistance to alcohol, just like the plot of a clichéd novel, it is even more exaggerated than pouring a glass .

Pour it in one sip, even like skipping the process of alcohol incorporation into the blood.

"Hmm..." She shook her head in pain, feeling her legs were limp without any sense of balance.

Anastasia saw the little guy's reaction, before she could laugh, she realized something was wrong, and cold sweat immediately appeared on her head.

She quickly picked up the little guy and patted her on the back: "Did you choke? It's Grandpa's fault..."

"Clap!"

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The moment she touched Mir, two different voices overlapped and appeared in her mind simultaneously.

One is like the sound of the hour hand moving on a clock with gears as the main structure, and the other is...indescribable.

The two voices overlap, but people can distinguish each other.

Cold sweat soaked Anastasia's back, and a layer of scales appeared on the surface of the skin almost immediately due to the instinct of biological self-protection.

leave here!leave here!leave here!

It was her instinct to warn her, but the feeling disappeared almost immediately.

It seems that is just an illusion.

She let go of her granddaughter's hand and stared at the little guy with wide eyes.

Nothing terrible happened, but Anastasia knew that something was watching her through the little one.

She was sure it didn't come directly from her granddaughter.

The sound of the clock...could it be the saint?That saint, has she reached that level?

No, it shouldn't be...that kind of banter, scrutiny, and...maliciousness.

Anastasia, who came back to her senses, hurriedly hugged her granddaughter again, patted her and asked worriedly, "Is it spicy to the throat?"