After Becoming a Little Sister

"Come on, return the heroine, other people's heroine is the heroine novel, your heroine is the first edition of the novel, you alone? Where is my good sister?"

The last one who was harmed before leaving the house had to be the little dragon girl who was harmed by the dragon knight. I don't even look at how many blade threats Jin Yong received.

Arya didn't think Fate would like such a tone, so she looked around suspiciously, trying to find the culprit.

Could it be that someone was watching, just waiting for the little angel to be taught a lesson or something?

It's a pity that the golden char siu went to drink with others somewhere, and there were only some unfamiliar students from the Dongdu Students' Federation around.

So the little angel was really released...

"Ah chirp~" the little angel sneezed, and then sniffed: "It's a little cold, the weather is so low, the air conditioner forecast clearly said that this place is the hottest in history, so I only brought summer clothes ..."

Aliya looked at the guy whose IQ had gradually dropped to zero after being on top, and untied her cloak and put it on her.

Speaking of Alia's dress, in fact, it should be somewhat embarrassing to attend a formal occasion, after all, the style of painting is really out of tune.

But I can't stand Aliya's exquisite face and strong aura. Others wear a studio style, but she feels like she has directly traveled through time.

The first reaction of others seeing her is basically to look down at her attire, is it not enough to speak up in front of the other party...

This cloak of hers was given by Mrs. Song, and it is just suitable for the windy autumn and winter days on the southern seashore. The long cloak reaches to the ankle, and when it is tied on the chest, it is like wrapping a cloak, covering the little angel's inner dress. Only the collar of the skirt was exposed.

Sighing, Aliya helped the little angel cut her hair, and took off one of the hairpins on her head to help her fix them.

Three times, five times and two times, the original innocent girl next door has become a classical beauty, coupled with that slightly drunk face and demeanor, people can't help but look at it more.

Alia's inner dress is a double-breasted skirt, the upper jacket is shorter and the lower skirt is long, anyway, she has no figure, and the original hair ornament on her head was slightly loosened because a hairpin was removed, and the pale yellow The pair of skirts made her look as cute as a little maid.

If someone who does not know them sees them and needs to distinguish them according to their established identities, they will probably now think that Cape Ya is the famous tyrant of the dark world, and Ru Qunya is the one who is said to look exactly like her. The silly white sweet good sister.

Identity swap get√

"Let's go, go back to rest." Aliya supported the little angel, and brought it back angrily: "You dare to drink when no one is looking at you now, if you-"

"Don't go—" the little angel interrupted Aliya, muttering and wanting to drink more: "It's delicious, it warms the stomach... hiccup..."

Aliya frowned, realizing that things were not simple.

She reached out and pressed the little angel's wrist, used Otto's pulse-taking skill, and found out that she was not dead.

Well, she knows how to feel the pulse...

But after careful observation, she still found the problem, and then she realized why the little angel wanted to drink.

Because of drinking to invigorate the blood——her current aura is constantly rising, and in the words of martial arts novels, it means that the movement of qi and blood is speeding up.

Normally, it only takes a few days of exercise to increase her skill. Now she drinks a sip of wine and doesn't know what potential she has unleashed. It is estimated that she will be able to earn money for dozens of days. The joy is probably not much worse than that of Qijie Lahua .

In fact, this kind of thing is not uncommon. Normal people have the so-called running GC after running for a long time. As the body temperature rises and blood circulation accelerates, the body begins to secrete dopamine, endorphins and endogenous anesthetics. This subtle feeling of addiction Even some novices can't stop running.

The consequence is that in the next few days, there will be persistent muscle soreness, crying for father and mother, and struggling to go down the stairs...

But for "Wulin Zhongren", this kind of endocrine regulation is more regular and controllable. Otherwise, why are those guys who meditate all day long so keen on penance?

It's not because the subtle joy of refining Qi and transforming essence, and practicing meditation to promote body evolution is more powerful than the little exercise between men and women.

So where did the little angel's inexplicable potential come out, can it really evolve after just a sip of wine?What kind of non-deer brainless cool article is this?

She put the stubborn little angel aside speechlessly, and was not going to give her a drink for the time being, so she just watched her and waited for her to wake up first.

Without psychic power, Aliya can't help her if she wants to solve it-and referring to her psychic power effect, most of it is not healing but killing chickens.

At that time, the little angel will have to be like Lianhua, from drunk to psionic, clinging to her and not wanting to leave, only thinking about massage...

A waiter came over with a tray. Seeing the two disconnected girls in the corner, his eyes flickered, and he handed over the cup on the tray: "Do you want some water?"

"Ah, thank you." Aliya took down two glasses of water, and handed one to the little angel leaning on her shoulder, squinting her eyes in a daze: "Drink some, you drank too much before."

"Many?" The little angel smiled domineeringly: "I'm—a thousand cups without getting drunk—a wine fairy!"

That is to say, Tai Er, where did you get your lines from, early stand-alone martial arts games?

Aliya took a sip of water, and didn't bother to talk to this middle school girl who was full of blood but said she was so cold, and her mind was full of swords, swords, grievances and grievances.

Placement is the best way, the more she cooperates with her, the more motivated she will be. Aliya has seen this kind of thing a lot.

If she wasn't a little angel, Aliya would have to grab her back to her room and push her into the bathtub to take a bath and clear her mind.

But the little angel didn't see much in the shower—cross it out—it's not necessary, it's good to let her be happy like this now.

The waiter didn't leave, but just looked at the little angel's face: "She doesn't look very comfortable, maybe she should go back and have a rest first."

Um?yours?Is it so caring?

Aliya raised her head in doubt, looked at the other party with big pure eyes, and looked at the other party's clothes.

The ordinary waiter sister, with a white waistband and black bottom skirt, and a white decorative headband on her head, she looks like a normal bartender sister, and there is nothing outstanding about it. The eyes are a little too deep.

It's so deep that it can almost catch up with my mother, Ai Xiaoxian. Can you hide your phoenix eyes a little bit?

Alia blinked, subconsciously leaned back, and then lowered her head, trying to see clearly that the other party still had a red dress hidden in her skirt from time to time.

Good guy, my mother blamed me for touching me!

So it's not that I have a problem, but you have a problem. How could someone disguise himself and jump around repeatedly in front of his daughter? !

By the way, you were able to get into this hotel?I'm not surprised that your cross-dressing can hide from the nine games, but how can you hide from Nuwa?

Nuwa, how are you—you play me!

Alia, who is experienced in Jianghu, her first reaction was naturally to pretend not to know, and wanted to start killing her own mother.

The second reaction was that it was bad, the other party came out early, and before I had time to make a confession with the little angel, the anti-killing plan died immediately.

The third reaction is that it's bad but not completely bad, the little angel is numb, and I still have room to manipulate - the premise is that the little angel can support it.

She turned her head and looked at the little angel with squinted eyes and sharp eyes, wondering who she was fighting with for [-] rounds, and felt that she could hold on for a while.

...Maybe?

So she restrained her thoughts, smiled softly, softly and cutely, and declined the kindness of the big sister of the waiter.

"No, my sister likes to be lively."

"You look like twins, are you a sister? How old are you?"

if not?I call my sister, am I also my sister?What lock hi question?

Aliya smiled: "Yes, I am my younger sister, I am 24."

"Then you look really young, like 18 years old." The big sister of the waiter started to fish, she had no professionalism at all, and even put down the tray and sat aside and started chatting about family affairs: "Are you twins?"

"Yeah, Auntie, you look quite young, probably less than 50?"

"...I'm only - over 30 this year, do I look that old?"

The waiter's mother froze for a moment, and subconsciously touched her face with her hand, wondering if there was something wrong with her disguise.

My mother is actually almost 50. She left the Taoist temple at the age of 18 and went to university by the way. She graduated at the age of 22 and became a trainee reporter. Later, she married Ai Rulong and gave birth to Alia. The time difference between the two generations cannot be concealed.

But she changed her appearance according to the normal appearance of a woman in her 30s, and the youth of Huanxi Guanmen is a basic talent skill.

Her own appearance is said to be 30 years old, and some people would suspect that she is old, which is the time when a young woman is in her prime - if her appearance is not up to standard, how can she become a cinnabar mole in the hearts of so many people, it would have turned into mosquito blood long ago.

As a result, Aliya came up and stabbed her directly. The age of a woman is a big taboo. Even if she is not old like the fairy sister, she opened her mouth to remind her that she is at least 120 years old. The fairy sister has to keep a small book.

"It's only 30. That's my fault. The main reason is that my mother looks similar to you." Alia held Bao Xiao's smile nonchalantly: "She is almost 50, sorry, I mean you and her Also very young."

The mother suddenly realized that it was because of herself on this side of the earth who made a wrong picture for her daughter, making her think that her mother's state was a routine.

So the daughter here is so innocent, it seems that she must be well protected by herself here, which is about the same as Lan Xing's herself.

"It's okay, but when it comes to your mother, I always feel like I've seen you somewhere." The waiter's mother cleared her throat strangely: "Is your mother's surname Lu?"

"Ah, this—" Ai Xiaozhi Liya's eyes widened: "Do you know my mother?"

Stupid, kids in kindergartens don’t eat this set, they will call the police when they are waiting at the gate of the kindergarten for their parents to talk to you.

"As expected, is it called Lu Wuxia? In that case, I do know her, and I am her friend."

"So that's how it is. Hello, auntie. My name is Ai Liya, and I'm her daughter. This one is called Alia, and she's also her... daughter. We are twins."

"Why are your names the same?"

"No, one of us is the departed Li, and the other is the beautiful Li."

"So it's like this. I haven't seen your mother for a long time. If it weren't for the fact that you look like her, I wouldn't have recognized it." Said, the mother of the waiter who hadn't seen her revealed her real purpose : "What kind of person do you think your mother is?"

Alia's eyes flashed, and she was about to take a mental blow, but unexpectedly, the little angel raised her head from her shoulders, and said in a cold tone, "Hmph! You're not a son of man!"

"..."

Aliya turned her head to look at the little angel, you are good or bad, I like it so much!

The waiter's mother's strange smile froze on her face, she looked at her own daughter, the drunken girl who had crossed over from Blue Star, her tone faltered a little, and then her expression sank: "Why do you say that? She Isn't it your mother?"

"She's drunk, Auntie, don't listen to her nonsense." Aliya quickly smoothed things over and defended her little angel character: "Actually, my mother is still very good."

"Then why did she say that she is not a son of man? Isn't this a compliment?"

"Oh, the main reason is that she is different from me. My mother is pretty good, but she, she doesn't have a mother."

"???"

PS: Continue tomorrow, don't touch it!

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Chapter 1237 1166-No Survival Today

The real straight ball often only has ordinary words, not gorgeous but useless actions——by an unnamed thinker

Alia's sentence has no mother, which is comparable to saying hello to NMSL.

There was no onlookers watching from the perspective of God, otherwise there would have been warm applause and great filial piety.

The strange expression of the waiter's mother was completely frozen, and the black question mark was visible to the naked eye: "You! She—"

"Oh, don't get me wrong, Auntie, our family's situation is very special."

Aliya raised her hand to stop the waiter's mother from questioning, took a glass of wine, and talked about the past.