After Becoming a Little Sister

My mother breathed a sigh of relief, that's all right.

She doesn't care about the difference in body size, really, it doesn't matter what the breasts are, she doesn't care about them, although her 'uncle teacher' has the same body size as herself, that is, she doesn't have a body size, and she doesn't care at all.

My daughter just regards friendship as affection. Does she like big ones?Obviously not.

"Xiaoya, you have misunderstood your feelings. Your liking for Miss Xiao Song is not what you think."

My mother is very persuasive, trying to make her understand that the black in front of her is not black, and the white she talks about is really white.

However, Aliya did not intend to let her go——

"But I just like it! When I hug the lotus to sleep at night, I feel very comfortable!"

As she spoke, she shyly lowered her voice, as thin as a gnat: "Yes, it's that kind of comfort..."

In the meeting room, the khaki color wildly took out the noise-cancelling earphones and put them on without changing his expression, and then put on a headset? He played "The Offering of Love" at a volume that would deafen him. Wearing headphones stunned the effect of high and low HIFI speakers.

Xiong Luoli stared at Aliya with wide eyes, thinking that the other party must be saying something that is actually normal with a shy expression, and she misunderstood it.

Comfortable?Do you tell me that low frequency PWM is comfortable? !

"Xiaoya, are you saying——" my mother blamed her throat for rolling, her voice was trembling: "You...no...you are not right..."

"Ma~ma~~ What are you talking about! They didn't do anything!" Alia covered her hot face, her eyes wandered, her pair of phoenix eyes were shy and timid: "Actually, I didn't think so at first. I like girls, but someone confessed to me before and spent a lot of money to buy the advertising space in Times Square. I immediately felt so romantic and touched, and then people felt that girls are actually no different from boys La……"

"..."

PS: Inadvertently coded, I refreshed the webpage for a day, I am going to be stunned

PS2: continue tomorrow

Chapter 1002 0983-My mother's strange worry (reward 4/20 for "Celebrate!"

Aliya has never been relentless when she cheated on spicy chicken shreds, just like her uncle Bob cheated on her.

When intercepting the demon star Kingslayer in Dongshan City, Big Bob directly spent money to buy a lot of advertising space to help her carry out a grand "confession ceremony" in order to create evidence to avoid suspicion for spicy chicken shreds. It can be said that the gongs, drums, firecrackers and firecrackers are all sounding, and the red flags are waving, and there are huge crowds of people. It is almost impossible for a Yangko team to follow in Times Square.

It's just that my mother didn't know that at that time, this woman's reaction speed was not even as fast as Baili's - although Baili was hugged and gnawed by spicy chicken shreds on the spot after Xingshi went to question her, and she still remembers it when she dreams back at midnight. Waking up in the nightmare of the beautiful girl Tie Tie, hugging the quilt and crying that she is no longer a pure little white pear.

Now that the old matter is brought up again, my mother blames it for believing it or not.

Bi Ai and Xiaobaihua gave her an excuse, she had to follow the vine to find a reason, otherwise a good girl, a little fairy daughter, would let so many young and handsome people not like to go to love women, It doesn't make sense.

Someone has to change something, just like that man changed Amei.

Changing the character design for no reason, it is OOC, it is a disease, and it needs to be treated.

I don't know, so the spicy chicken who was lying on the gun scratched his face, and looked at the crying cat next to him, with a wonderful expression.

"What's wrong with me suddenly feeling cold all over? Is the heating off?"

Not only was she feeling cold all over, she even vaguely saw her own death star flickering.

Crying Maomao thought for a while, then took out the phone and handed it to her: "Long press the side button, you can contact Mr. Bob urgently."

"...Can he save me?" Spicy Chicken grabbed the phone as if grabbing a life-saving straw.

"No, Mr. Bob can help you avenge—although it may not succeed in the end, it at least proves that you have been here before."

To be honest, if it was such a personal grievance, no one in the entire Blue Star would be able to get revenge on the mother and daughter.

Whether it's the mother and daughter who blame the mother and the mother, or the mother and daughter who blame the mother.

Spicy chicken shredded: "I was bullied by them like this when I co-authored?"

"To make money. Business." Weeping Maomao thought for a moment: "Or we can go back to Millikin."

Go back to the mountains, stand up and make money, we can't cure these two, and we can't cure the big bosses on Capitol Hill?

Spicy Chicken Shredded stopped talking, she was tired from standing, so she wanted to lie down and earn money like she is doing now.

Alicia's humming traumatized her mother a lot, especially when she found out that she didn't understand her daughter at all.

Where is my cute little angel from before?Where is the pure little white flower?Such a big one, it was there before!

Why did it suddenly fast-forward to the point where sleeping with a beautiful girl is very comfortable, not this kind of comfort, but that kind of comfort? !

She suspected that the Great Demon King did it and gave her some psychological hints, so everything she saw was actually an illusion.

In order to verify her guess, she even slapped herself directly in front of the video call, and slapped herself firmly on the face.

For a moment, Aliya even wanted to blurt out the persuasion of 'Mr. Luo, don't do this—', but somehow she endured it.

Teacher Luo can't do it, but it doesn't mean I, Teacher Lu, am not.

Come again!try harder!You don't even have the strength to beat people and you still mess up the world? !

My mother was in a trance and finally asked for details. Knowing that the matter had slipped into an uncontrollable abyss, she could only hang up the phone with difficulty.

To be honest, this kind of operation of stopping the chat suddenly was unexpected by Aliya. She planned it all, divided the scene of herself and Lianhua sleeping into twelve sections, and repeatedly played her radio drama so come and go in turn— —For this kind of operation of talking about beautiful girls with Ma Ma, as a daughter, she really has no psychological pressure at all.

Probably because of the hunk's soul, if you want to make up that you are a carnivore big sister, and go out to hook up with handsome guys or manipulate Zhengtai or something, then the plot of this book can't bear to look directly at it, and you can't say it well.

But if she made up that she was a boudoir-like carnivorous young lady, and when she went out, she was either holding a little loli or a big sister, then she would be very excited.

What hunk would think that was a problem?Maybe this is the distortion of human nature and the loss of morality-even want to add something more.

Reluctantly, he handed the gossip mirror with a black screen to little Taoist Li Guang: "She slipped away."

Little Aunt Li Guang put away the gossip mirror, thought for a while, and persuaded Alia: "This is wrong, elder sister, I am too anxious."

"Too hasty?"

"It's too late."

"...That makes sense." The two senior sisters were fighting, and Aliya picked up the little Taoist nun Liguang and weighed it, and found that this little guy had returned to the original state after most of the peripherals were reduced after the upgrade. Lifting up to the point of pressing his hands: "How many things have you stuffed on your body?"

Little Aunt Liguang's eyes were a little straight, it seemed that this question had touched the core point of a huge budget, which made her unable to answer for a while, and the machine crashed—in the end, Alia reluctantly put She wobbled back to herself.

Accompanied by Aliya's shaking, a small armor-piercing hammer with a unique shape also fell down, smashing a small hole directly on the floor.

"..."

Everyone looked over subconsciously, and the little nun Liguang was put down. She picked up the hammer and stuffed it into her sleeve: "As a fan of logistics and maintenance, it is reasonable for me to carry an armor-piercing hammer with me."

"This is your master seeing your progress, so he changed it for you?" Aliya touched her chin: "I said before that your lightness is more than enough, and your strength is insufficient. It's okay to change a hammer. After all, martial arts in the world come to an end. It’s still necessary to deal real damage, and the jingling sound of scraping is not very useful.”

The spicy chicken beside him tilted his head: "Isn't it true that martial arts are invincible, only fast?"

"That's all deceptive." Aliya glanced at her quietly: "Stop reading martial arts novels, even if you add a powered exoskeleton jetpack or something in modern society, how fast can you go?"

These days, the emphasis is on suppressing firepower. No matter how fast the rate of fire is, no matter how high the accuracy is, when the middle door is facing each other, I will blow you up with a single shot and the cover.

Others say that the soldiers of the Republic now have a big gun, and they are afraid that they will not have enough firepower, and they will be in a mess. Alia said that it is all fake news, which is definitely not the case, because she has actually seen it.

It's two hands...

Spicy Chicken Silk didn't expect that this most unscientific guy would actually talk about science to him, he raised his finger and pointed to where she was, "You—" After a long time, he couldn't tell who he was, and finally he slapped his face on the khaki-colored On the wild back: "Speak!"

What about prefixes?Why is the prefix gone?

Aliya followed her gaze, and was about to ask what the prefix was, when she suddenly heard the wild khaki cell phone ring.

It stands to reason that this noise is normal, although most people don't have any friends to call them these days, the only ones are either takeaway express or selling loan stocks, but who is the khaki wild?One of the seven giants of Blue Star's new generation, the son of the Republic server, and the eternal second male lead of the protagonist group, he has acquaintances and old friends all over the world, and his network is as extensive as Lu's.

He skillfully took out his mobile phone and glanced at it, then skillfully constricted his pupils, and skillfully covered the phone on the table with a backhand "snap" like an electric shock, as if he couldn't see the light of this matter.

If his phone hadn't used a super-ceramic panel with a drop-resistant performance four times higher than that of the current phone screen, it is estimated that the screen could be returned to the factory directly.

But the disadvantage of a well-made mobile phone is that there is no way to escape. The jingle of the ringtone that reminds me of death attracts everyone's attention.

Aliya flashed behind him like a ghost, leaned her head against his cheek with a smile, and said in a sullen and sullen tone, "Ah Rui... Brother Rui? If I read correctly... it's my mother." phone?"

"...You read it wrong."

"Impossible, all martial arts in the world are invincible except fast. How could I be wrong about my speed?"

Spicy chicken shreds jumped at the table: "I let you finish talking! You are so good!"

"Calm down." The crying cat, Maotou, comforted his pet—crossed out—the owner: "The people of the Republic are like this. They are ready to use any words at any time, just get used to it."

Alia and khaki were wildly sticking together, one was sweating, the other narrowed his eyes with a smile, his expression became brighter, but his phoenix eyes narrowed even more.

Squinting eyes are all monsters, and when Aliya becomes squinting, all monsters will have to give way to monsters like her.

Tactical Leanback: What is King of the Monsters?

Aliya reminded him: "My mother just hung up on me. There is no reason to call you without calling someone else. If there is no arrangement, do you believe it?"

"I believe?"

"Do you really believe it? Serious people believe this?"

"..."

"Come on, listen to what she said, and see what my dear mother wants to do."

What can khaki wild say?

It is true that he is the protagonist, he can even compress the 30 years of Hedong and 30 years of bullying young people in Hexi into three to five years, but the little fairy next to her exudes the air of a beautiful girl, but she is an invincible existence within ten steps. It seems that she is quite generous at ordinary times, but when it comes to the matter of a hot mother, she is more careful and holds grudges than most people.

Holding grudges against the mother-monsters themselves, and even those who hurt the mother-monsters, can be said to be protective and hypocritical at the same time, which is simply unreasonable.

Khaki Wild had to take off the earphones and turn on the hands-free—this exposed the fact that he could still hear the conversation outside even with two layers of earphones on.

Another small trick...

"Hello? Is it Guang Rui?" The mother's strange voice was a little tired, but very gentle: "Are you with Xiaoya now?"

Unprecedented mildness--she didn't like the khaki color wild before.

This has nothing to do with people and people themselves, but the old mother’s dissatisfaction with seeing the baboons full of male hormones on the banks of the Mississippi River approaching her daughter. It happened to Lu Wuxia.

This woman is so weird, so femininity is so overwhelming that she can be called the Anima in the hearts of many men. At the same time, she is full of strong masculine style. She does not give way to men, and even her way of thinking tends to be feminine. doctrine.

How else can I say that Ai Rulong is a softie?

Before that, even if she knew that the khaki wildness was related to Sister Shenxian, and she had to call Sister Shenxian an aunt, and herself an aunt, she had always maintained a split eye on people—looking at the child alone, yes, Very good, young and handsome, excellent young man, not inferior to the same age group as the hero at that time, and even won by a lot.

But once she associates the khaki wildness with Alia, at most she can only lift the other party up from the baboons to the point where they are seen as a herd of monkeys in Mount Emei. Those who have been to Emei probably know what that look is.

So as soon as she said these words now, the khaki-colored wild hairs stood up.