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"I thought you would stay here for a while."

There are people like me who obviously have nothing to do, but they pretend to be tidying up, swaying from left to right, swaying in a daze.

I had to make trouble for myself because my superfluous old father-in-law came to trouble me. I pretended to be busy and didn't want to talk to them. Where is this guy? Has she brought any luggage? Let me find out.

Wearing the same clothes all year round, writing is warm in winter and cool in summer, no need to change, reading is saving money, is all the money spent on Starburst Airflow?

Everyone had bought clothes for her, but they didn't see how to wear them. They explained that she had a doll body and didn't need to dress up. If it hadn't happened that she dreamed back to her childhood this time and discovered that she often changed clothes for her doll stand-in during the Loli era,

I really believed this nonsense.

As for why Benzina likes to wear the same set of clothes that remain unchanged for thousands of years... I guess, a serious guess, it should be that this set of clothes and her doll body are a whole, and the clothes are probably parts or something. Of course, they must be

Removable parts, don’t ask me why I know.

There is another reason, probably because I have become accustomed to it after wearing it for tens of thousands of years. Just like me, I got used to wearing a cloak, and over time I became a man in a cloak, and there is no turning back.

Of course, these are not important. What I want to say is that this guy doesn't like to change clothes. Of course, it saves a lot of trouble when going out. Furthermore, as a doll, he doesn't need to put on makeup. These two help

The Doll Princess saves more than 90% of luggage.

So, no matter where this guy goes, he will be empty-handed and have nothing to pack, so what are you doing? Why should you imitate me? Even if you imitate me, you won’t be able to imitate one percent of my intelligence and cleverness.

Ben Zina stopped the unnecessary work in her hands and glanced at me with contempt with her flaxen eyes.

"Don't talk to me, I'm busy."

"What are you busy with? Challenge to tie your shoelaces a thousand times in three minutes?"

"Are you feeling well?" Benzina suddenly became concerned about me. No, she wanted to fuck me!

I was startled and took two steps back cautiously: "It's not okay, my skull has just been fractured."

"Did you also have a fractured skull? What a coincidence, I also had a fracture a while ago."

Uncle Walter, who interrupted without permission, followed his daughter in a hurry and helped pack a few small luggages. He felt that his mission in this life had been completed and he had no regrets. His expression was almost like a Buddha, and his smile was very peaceful.

Little flowers almost sprouted from the corners of his grinning mouth.

No, I just said it casually, why are you still right?

If you can perform a skull fracture for everyone on the spot, then I will lose.

"It was a charming moonlit night. Loyle and I were doing something happy. We accidentally got too involved and changed back. Our heads hit each other and the corners were crooked. Hahahaha!!!

"

The happiness created by his wife + daughter made Walter look like a Mediterranean uncle in a izakaya, his whole face was drunk and red, and his beauty was bubbling.

Everyone: "..."

It turns out that the dragon horns are part of the skull, and I learned some useless knowledge about bean sprouts, so I lost.

"What nonsense are you saying in front of Reina? My daughter is going to become impure." The old father-in-law came back to his senses, roared angrily, grabbed Walter's forehead with his ruthless iron hand, and pressed him to the ground fiercely.

, making a crisp sound.

I think, probably, this time it was really a skull fracture.

In addition, father-in-law, although the truth is cruel to you, your daughter still did it herself when she became pregnant.

No way, if these guys come together, I will have endless things to complain about. I have to focus, focus, and think carefully about what I want to do in the first place.

By the way, expose Ben Zina's boring behavior to create trouble out of nothing.

"Stop working blindly. In fact, you are just like me, you have nothing to deal with, right." I pushed up the bridge of my nose, showing my sharp eyes that could see through everything.

"That's right." Ben Zina admitted honestly.

"Then why are you working so hard?"

"Everyone is busy and they don't need my help. Isn't it strange that I am the only one idle?"

"I'm very free too!"

"Isn't it strange that I'm the only one with nothing to do?"

"Me too...forget it, I understand what you mean." I let it go in a dull tone. Today, I am at a very high level, and I am no longer the childish me who would play with words and fuss with Benzi Na.

I understand, this guy is just making a useless effort not to look out of place.

Indeed, this is very common.

If you can observe from my perspective, Benzina's outlook on life is actually quite normal, her interests and hobbies are also very ordinary, and she is completely incompatible with a woman with outstanding personality like Sister Sharna, Little Ghost.

Not only does he have his own ideas, but he also follows the crowd, blends in with the atmosphere, observes people's emotions, and does not make himself stand out. In the whole family, he has a good relationship no matter who he is with.

According to everyone, she seemed to be a different person when she was quarreling with me.

"Actually, I've always thought, how about we get to know each other again?" After thinking about it, I thought I could try to save the relationship between us and stop going further down the wrong path.

"Although it is a bit difficult for a monkey to speak human language, I still have to say to you, please speak human language."

"I just want you to treat me as an ordinary... no, even a stranger, someone you just met. Come on, let's give it a try."

"There's really nothing I can do about you, okay."

"Hello, this is the first time we meet. My name is Han Meimei."

Whoosh!

"How can you use a sword against someone you just met, you bastard!"

Is this guy so eager to ruin junior high school English? He's just... just like me.

“Shouldn’t a liar who lies about his name be assassinated?”

"Even if you are a liar, you can't stab him right away! And he said this is an attempt! Try! It's like acting! Do you understand the stage name?"

"Okay, let's do it again."

That's right, have a positive attitude and I forgive you.

"Hello, this is the first time we meet. My name is Wu Fan."

Whoosh!

"You...you..." I didn't know what to say, and my finger pointing at the other person kept trembling.

"Sorry, I subconsciously took action when I heard this name."

"That's why I used a fake name in the first place, you bastard!"

"You really understand me. It's obviously the first time we meet, but it feels like we've known each other for many years."

"He unexpectedly started the follow-up plot without authorization! Okay, we can just continue like this."

"We are friends now, right."

"It doesn't matter...it does." I answered very reluctantly, "It doesn't matter? It doesn't matter? It doesn't matter?"

"As a friend, please let me stab you 100 million times."

"Wait a minute, why do you insist on stabbing a friend you just met but feels like you've known him for a long time! Do you have any misunderstandings about your friends?!"

"Can't you stab it?"

"Of course not!"

"All right."

"You are so sorry!!"

"As a friend, please lend me some money."

"..."

"..."

"Why, isn't this something friends would do?"

"Yes, yes..."

"Borrow money!" His slender hand stretched directly towards my face, like an old American hobo.

"I..." took a step back.

"Borrow money!" took a step forward.

"You..." Take another step back.

"Borrow money!" He took two steps forward.

"Forget it, you'd better stab me." I sighed and raised my forehead resignedly.

There must be something wrong with this. Covering my forehead with three tattoos, I fell into deep thought. Why, why on earth is this? I just want to make friends. Is it so dangerous to make friends now?

No, I don’t want to make friends, so what on earth do I want? Why is my forehead covered with scars for no apparent reason? I obviously just want to talk well, and I just want to be treated gently by the world. Even this little

Are all your wishes unfulfilled?
To be continued...