Je suis née beauté, et je suis suprême

Chapitre 306

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"Qianqing!"

“Yi…”

Qianqing carried Qianqian over. "I want to go boating. We'll leave in half an hour."

"Waaah--waaah" Eating sweet cake, eating sweet cake.

"Oh, right!" I patted Qianqian with a smile, and then said to Qianqing, "I don't like listening to noise."

Upon hearing this, Qianqing was a beat slow to coax his little one.

I glared at her, threw a tantrum, and stormed off. I felt like I could strangle myself: why did I have to give birth to someone who was competing with me for my affections? It's infuriating!

“Yi…”

"Half an hour, or you're out of luck."

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Ao Ao followed my steps, timidly trying to take my hand. I looked at him suspiciously: Why are these guys so dependent on people? Not only are they as timid as mice, but they're also as stupid as idiots.

Even the name "Ao Ao" sounds awful.

"Mother."

Lian'er quickly caught me, and I managed to steady myself as I fell. I wiped away the cold sweat and looked at him, saying, "There's no need to call me so affectionately."

Ao Ao opened her round eyes, tilted her head and looked at me: "Mommy--you--are you going boating?"

Who do his eyes look like? Mine aren't round, his dad's are tiny like mosquito eyes, but his are so much like toad eyes. "Yes," I just said.

"Ao Ao -- I want to -- I want to go."

It's really cheesy for a man to use reduplicated words like, "Say you want to go."

Ao Ao looked at me, confused: "Yes—yes, Ao Ao—want to go—ah."

"I want to go." I really don't know what Qianqing was thinking, raising such a... such a spineless wimp!

The little man was still bewildered, so I lifted him up and sat him on the vine, pointing to myself and saying, "Come with me and learn. Do you want to go?"

"You—you want to go."

Oh my god! "It's you who wants to go."

"It's you—it's you—you want to go."

He was trying very hard to pronounce the words, and he was studying very seriously, but it only made me angrier. I pointed at him and said, "What are you?"

He exclaimed excitedly, "Ao Ao—!"

Who is Ao Ao?

"Ao Ao is just Ao Ao."

Damn it, it even ends with "Okay, okay, get down, let's go."

I took two steps forward but didn't see the little figure. I went back and saw him sitting on a high place, anxiously looking around: Could it be that he can't call for help? My God, my goodness! How did Qianqing manage to raise him? He's so stupid, yet he's still alive. It's amazing!

"What’s wrong with you?"

"Arrogant—arrogant—down."

Oh no, the one who cries is probably the smartest.

I reluctantly pulled him down.

He grabbed my hand quickly and wouldn't let go.

[Beauty's Smile: Chapter 122]

The soft cartilage in my hand was so small, and the soft skin had massaged my feet during that time. But was this really my child?

Does it belong to me?

Am I really a mother now? Am I no longer entitled to snuggle in my mother's arms and act like a child?

In my past life, I was a mother, but it didn't seem to be very successful! And in this life...

"Ao Ao".

He looked up, I looked down at him. I can't lower myself like Qianqing does, unless you climb higher, then you'll be looking up at me:

"How do you feel about your position as Grand Tutor?"

Okay—okay!

What's with the "oh"? "Good or bad?"

"Okay--okay--okay."

It's alright, that's good. I hold onto tomorrow, pondering the unresolved yesterday: What does Qianqing mean? Wasn't he afraid Aoao and Qianqian would let it slip? Wasn't he afraid these two children didn't belong to him? Didn't he take any precautions? Strange person.

Ao Ao gripped my fingers tightly, and I looked at him.