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Chapter 276

Chapter 276

Hearing her question, a suspicious blush flashed across Chenchen's face, and she stammered slightly:

"It's not a robbery! You want to exchange your cookies for it."

A six-year-old child already has the basic ability to distinguish right from wrong. Seeing her reaction like this, Mo Xiaoyao has basically classified this head-knocking incident into the category of "If you don't do it, you will die", so naturally No desire for revenge.

She silently gnawed on the orange petal in her hand, turned her head, but saw a fair-looking boy standing outside the door frame.

This boy was about eight or nine years old, and he should have been a very beautiful child, but unfortunately, the marks of surgery on his mouth were too obvious, which greatly compromised his original perfect appearance.Seeing Mo Xiaoyao, the expression on his face stiffened for a moment.

"Hua Luo! You big bad guy! What are you doing here?! Get out!"

Seeing Mo Xiaoyao's eyes froze for a moment, Chenchen, who was originally chirping, stopped talking and looked towards the door. Then she shouted and said something to the boy standing outside the door. identity.

The boy's expression became more stiff when Chen Chen shouted him so loudly, but this time he didn't turn around and leave like the previous few times, instead he took a step forward and entered the room of Mo Xiaoyao and Chen Chen.

As soon as he entered the room, the little boy ignored the yelling Chenchen, and took out a small box from behind him cherishingly, opened the lid carefully, and squeezed out a piece of yellow biscuit with a small cherry painted on it.

The biscuit he was pinching was no longer fresh, and the red cherries on it were about to lose their color, but judging from their completeness, they should have been properly kept.

Mo Xiaoyao didn't reach out to pick it up, she just looked up into the other's eyes, her face was full of doubts, but she didn't say a word.

"……Give you."

Finally, the boy was the first to bear the long silence, and spoke.

"I do not want."

Unexpectedly, Mo Xiaoyao refused with a single mouth, and Chen Chen, who was about to reach out to take the biscuit, opened her mouth wide. She knew how precious Zhan Mo usually was to the things that big sister gave.

The big sister would visit them every weekend for the past three years, but since she said goodbye to herself and Zhan Mo on the last weekend a year ago, she never showed up again.

Since then, Zhanmo saw that all the things that the big sister bought for her would not be let go, as if the big sister would come back after collecting all the things that the big sister bought, and desperately put everything together Put them all in a small box under your bed.

And this piece of cherry biscuit was set on by Li's mother after she bought it, but unexpectedly it ended up in Hualuo's hands. Zhan Mo followed his usual style and went directly to Hualuo to exchange for a piece of candy he just got. .

Hualuo directly refused, and Zhanmo still refused to give up. Finally, Hualuo became impatient and pushed Zhanmo away.

Who knew, there was a small wooden table a few steps behind her, and Zhan Mo knocked on the corner of the table without standing still.

But now, Hua Luo has clearly figured it out and is willing to give her the biscuit. Why did Zhan Mo refuse? !

"Zhan Mo, this is the cherry biscuit you wanted so badly, why don't you want it again?"

Children are the most direct. When in doubt, they just ask.

"I don't like it."

The real Taihe Lolita in the room was puzzled, and the fake Lolita Mo Xiaoyao was also puzzled. She had no love for hard biscuits, not to mention the 1000 years as a demon, but the ten years as a human. She also has no particular preference for cookies.

Since the original owner of the biscuit couldn't get it back even if he broke his head, it means that it is also very important to the little boy in front of him. Looking at his solemn posture, Mo Xiaoyao intuitively feels that this biscuit is a trouble.

Mo Xiaoyao always stayed away from trouble.

So when the boy almost threw the biscuit on the ground in a fit of anger, and was about to leave when he turned his head, Mo Xiaoyao grabbed his hand that was thrown back, and persuaded him seriously:

"Flowers fall, it's wrong to waste food."

(End of this chapter)