Chapter 2235
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The little guy puffed his cheeks. "Uncle."
Ji You replied, "Go ahead."
The little guy held Little Pomelo's hand and they went to the dressing room next door.
As soon as they entered, they saw Dacha in a white fairy dress. The little guy was stunned.
Waist-Length like seaweed, black and bushy, white fairy dress with b1ing on it.
There were pink embroidered flowers on it.
Turning around, Dacha looked at the door.
Those big, dark eyes were like a deep pool, looking at him quietly.
The little guy's heart was thumping wildly.
Dacha was so pretty today!
Dacha looked at the little guy and frowned.
Little Pomelo said, "Brother, can't you move your eyes?"
The little guy shuddered and came back to his senses. Turning his head, he looked at Oranges. "Our Oranges are so handsome."
Oranges held Dacha's hand with his chubby little hand. "Sister Dacha is so pretty, Sister Dacha is so pretty."
The little guy was speechless.
His face darkened instantly and he looked at Oranges's plump hand.
He walked over coolly and flicked Oranges's forehead. "You can't hold a girl's hand so casually."
Oranges said, "Oh." His little mouth pouted cutely and he was about to cry.
This was the first time he was scolded by his brother!
Upset, aggrieved, he wanted to cry!
He looked up and stared at the little guy with his big, watery eyes. Two big drops of tears rolled down his cheeks. "Brother, you're so naughty …"
All of a sudden, she really started to cry. She cried in an extremely aggrieved manner.
He turned to look at Dacha. "Sister Dacha, hug!"
He stretched out his two chubby little arms and looked at Dacha with an aggrieved expression.
Dacha glared at the little guy and squatted down to gently wipe away Oranges's tears. She hugged him and coaxed him softly.
The little guy was speechless.
Why did he feel that the Oranges were doing this on purpose?
Little Pomelo glanced at her brother's face from the side. It was so dark and gloomy!
Also, why does the air smell sour?
Was her brother jealous?
The little fellow stared at the Oranges for a long time with a dark face.
The Oranges hugged Dacha's neck with their chubby arms, feeling wronged.
Dacha had to coax him for a long time before he finally became obedient and kissed Oranges on the cheek.
Oranges finally stopped crying and smiled. Two sweet little dimples appeared on her cheeks.
When the little guy saw the lipstick mark on Oranges's cheek, his face turned pale!
Dacha also saw the red lipstick mark. She took a tissue from the side and gently wiped it for Oranges.
The little guy was about to die from the sourness.
Ever since Dacha lost his memory, he had never been so gentle to him!
Oranges, this stinking brat!
Little Pomelo said weakly, "Brother."
The little guy came back to his senses and realized that he had lost his composure. He frowned and let out a sigh of relief. He looked at the makeup artist at the side and sat down.
The little fellow and Little Pomelo quickly changed their clothes.
Little Pomelo and Oranges are the same, both are tuxedos with red bow ties, Little Pomelo and Dacha are the same, both are b1ing
B1Ing's fairy dress.
However, in comparison, Dacha and the little guy were much thinner. Little Pomelo was a little chubbier, and Oranges was even chubbier.
However, it was very cute, like a soft glutinous rice dumpling.
The little guy looked at Oranges in disgust and held his hand.
Oranges looked up at him. "Brother, apologize."
When the little guy heard this, he stared at the Oranges with his dark eyes. "What did you say? Say it again?"
"Big Brother, apologize," Little Orange said in a very polite manner.
His voice was childish and extremely adorable.
Dacha glanced at them from the side. "It's not right to hit someone."
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