The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy - Chapter 3027
Chapter 3027 Zhuma, your plum has fallen: I’m hungry
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The school is in the nearby military district elementary school. Little Orange had a kindergarten on the police station where she could go, but she had to follow the little monkey, so she naturally had to go to the military district elementary school.
The kindergarten is basically children of the military area. Ding Ning sent them to the past and happened to go to the hospital, so she gave it to her.
This is called grasping the son in one hand and the daughter-in-law in the other, perfect.
There are twenty-three children in the small class. They are the latest.
The teacher arranged for them to sit in the middle position. Little Orange pulled the little monkey past in excitement. The little monkey glanced at her and sat down directly at the position.
Little Orange stepped on the stool with a calf-like appearance.
Ding Ning: “…”
“Yu Yanzhou is covered by me. I will cover whoever plays with me in the future.” Sister Xiaozizi said with a big voice.
Ding Ning: “…”
teacher:”……”
“Children Qian Leyi may be more lively.” Ding Ning can only explain.
You know her mother.
Qian Leyi, the name of Xiao Juzi’s classmate, Qian Yikun, but hopes that her daughter can have a happy life.
The teacher sent Ding Ning out, because a lot of children were surrounded by little orange classmates, and they wanted to be friends with her.
The little monkey looked up at the surrounded oranges, and the brow frowned again.
The teacher clapped and proved that it was time for class, everyone was quieter.
Sister Orange was sitting next to the little monkey like a big man, reaching for his little shoulder, “I will cover you in the future.”
“Who wants it.” The little monkey disgusted and opened her small arm.
Little Orange didn’t care, anyway, it wasn’t one day or two since the little monkey disliked her, she had her own partner, hum—
The little orange looks beautiful and cute, and lively. A lot of little friends have accumulated in the morning. The little monkey has the same temperament as her mother, so this time he is sitting on the side in the full pose of the little prince.
At noon, it was a small dining table. Little Orange played crazy for a whole morning. At this time, he ran to the little monkey and sat down. He stretched out his hand and pulled his bun directly into his mouth.
“Due!” Who made her always play crazy with others.
Little Orange did n’t care, and she ate four small buns, and even two of them with the little monkey were all eaten by her. “No one told you not to play with us, I said I covered you, you ’re afraid. what?”
afraid?
The little monkey groaned, was he afraid?
He just doesn’t want to be like a little lunatic like her, okay?
Without the small buns, he just drank a bowl of millet porridge, but Xiao Tangzi ate four small buns and drank a bowl of porridge.
Did the little monkey look down at her belly, didn’t she eat?
Yuyanzhou Primary School and Qian Leyi Primary School went to school on the first day. It was Qian Leyi Primary School who had harvested 21 friends. Yuyanzhou Primary School-Not full!
When Qian Leyi returned to her home, Qian Leyi told her mummy a lot of things in school, and then crawled to the table to find food. “I starved to death.”
Could it be: “…”
Girl, you were a robber at school for a day, so are you hungry?
“The little monkey doesn’t play with me, I said to cover him.” Qian Leyi’s partner was angry, so this time he complained to his mummy.
Could it be that she leaned on the sofa and watched her daughter crawling on the table to get the bread, “Did you eat the buns from other monkeys?”
“I’m hungry.” Qian Leyi refuted his mummy with a small neck.
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