Finally, they all understood the use of those little guys
The two Winnie the Pooh pillows were placed at the back of the car, which was still cold just now, and it suddenly became full of childishness.
Gently shake the car body, and some telescopic toys will sway on the front of the car, like hip-hop after drinking.
Is this, this, this, the car of a gangster boss? It doesn’t have any dignity at all, it’s just a cradle for children.
The mad lion and the fierce tiger were shocked, but they could only hold back their laughter and remain cold. It was so hard.
Baoer clapped his hands, opened the back seat door and got in the car, waving to Mo Yanyi: "Mo Yanyi, get in the car."
The call becomes more and more fluent
Mo Yanyi's expression was very calm. Without saying a word, he opened the car door and got into the car. He was slightly shocked when the sunflower shook its neck and smiled happily at him.
He slightly shifted his gaze, put his hand into a fist like a fist to his mouth and coughed softly.
The mad lion and the fierce tiger were sitting at the front of the car, looking at the toys that were shaking and stretching, and it felt like they had traveled through time. The mad lion was holding the steering wheel, wondering if he was driving the wrong car.
For a moment, I touched the back of my head, looking miserable.
"Isn't it nice?" Bao'er opened his eyes wide and glanced at everyone, "This car is too cold, there is no music, and a few small toys are not allowed?
Haven’t you seen other people’s cars dressed up like this? Oh, I forgot, next time I’ll buy some hanging gadgets to hang on the windshield.”
Ah, the mad lion suddenly extinguished the fire
"There's no need to worry," Mo Yanyi finally spoke. He smiled softly at Bao'er and held her hand, "That's good."
"Okay, okay." His hands were warm, and Baoer immediately beamed with joy and put them on Mo Yanyi, "I think the hanging toys will also affect the crazy lion's driving."
The mad lion couldn't help but nod. He didn't want to see a doll in his left eye, a doll in his right eye, and a doll hanging above his head.
Cars owned by gangsters are not from petty bourgeoisie or the second generation of rich people.
Their boss is so indulgent of this little girl that he can't help it. Who knows that her misbehavior is so lovable?
Mo Yanyi said: "I'm going to attend a banquet tomorrow night."
"you?"
"We" Mo Yanyi looked at her
Bao'er felt a little happy, pursed her lips, and suddenly whispered into Mo Yanyi's ear: "Then am I your female companion?"
Mo Yanyi said nothing
Bao'er didn't ask any more questions. She felt sweet in her heart and snuggled up to him obediently. After a while, she whispered softly: "Do all the girls attending the banquet wear princess dresses? This is how it is shown on TV."