Young grandma just wants to be the boss

Chapter 791 The Little Peacock Is Nervous 【See you tomorrow morning at nine o'clock】

During the day, Zhao Mengmeng went to school as usual.

The difference is that no one from the Flame League came today, and it was Dennis who personally drove to see them off.

...And when sending people to school, he also took out several large boxes of desserts, and said with a normal expression, "Take it, and give it to the classmates."

After finishing speaking, without giving Zhao Mengmeng a chance to ask any questions, she stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Look at the boy who brings food to Zhao Mengmeng every day, there is someone in Zhao Mengmeng's family who is much better at cooking than him, so he won't have to make a fool of himself in the future!

Dennis snorted coldly, feeling cool. ←_←

Wen Jiayan's younger sister, Wen Jiayu, has been hiding behind a tree and peeping. She jumped out when she saw the car driving away, "Mengmeng~!"

She reached out to help the little girl share a few paper bags.

Zhao Mengmeng was still in a daze, "Wenwen, Dennis said he would invite the whole class to eat cake..."

But he has never been a person who likes to make friends!

Wen Jiayu waved his hands indifferently, "It's normal~! After brewing so much vinegar, I always share it with others."

"……what?"

"Nothing~" Wen Jiayu changed the subject mysteriously, "Mengmeng, let me tell you, your grandpa is too powerful! Didn't your grandpa have dinner with my family at noon yesterday, and I suggested to your grandpa to wash his clothes The board factory makes some peripheral products, but I didn't expect your grandfather to have someone deliver the peripheral products this morning!"

This efficiency is amazing!
Zhao Mengmeng was completely dizzy, "...Why do washboards still have peripheral products..." Generally, it's not anime, movies, etc. that only have peripheral products?

Wen Jiayu shook his head earnestly, "Not all washboards are called peacock kneeling people!"

Zhao Mengmeng: "..."

Wen Jiayan continued to be mysterious, took out a small gift box, and stuffed it into Zhao Mengmeng's bag, "This is proposed by me, designed by your grandfather himself, specially made for Dennis, exclusive in the world, and only for him - the cup. "

This is simply the best surrounding for a washboard!

It can be placed on the table to look at, and always remind yourself that there is a cup here, and it can also be used to drink vinegar. One thing is multi-purpose, great!
One can imagine Zhao Mengmeng's face when he returned home that night and handed the cup to Dennis.

He was about to crush the cup, and gritted his teeth, "Hehe, wash your hands and go eat!"

The little girl just saw the appearance of the cup, and reluctantly turned her head three times, "This cup is so beautiful..."

What a nice juicer!
Dennis looked at the caricature of a small cartoon lemon with red hearts in its eyes, flying towards a cartoon villain with the name "Sweetheart" on the cup, and became more and more angry.

The little girl imagined staringly, "I will buy a white mug tomorrow, and then draw my cousin on the cup, so that I can hold my cousin in the palm of my hand~!"

Dennis: "..."

So, if you give him a cup, you can let him pretend to spit out blood, right? !

After the little girl finished speaking, she felt embarrassed, covered her face and ran away.

After a while, he ran back with a blushing face, and couldn't help but share his joy with Dennis, "Then... If I draw a small lemon on the cup and give it to my cousin, can I be held in the palm of my cousin's hand?" ah?"

"...I told you to wash your hands, you didn't hear me, did you?"

With a black face, Dennis took the little girl to the sink in a frightening manner, and squeezed hand sanitizer for her, like a kindergarten teacher helping a child wash his hands, grabbing her little hand and washing it vigorously.

The little girl didn't need to wash her hands, so she couldn't help but look around.

She looked in the mirror, and Dennis didn't know why his face was black, so he suddenly asked curiously, "Dennis...you are a white peacock, so you can tell by your dark face, what about the green peacock? Will it turn into dark green? "

After thinking about it... "Oh, it doesn't look good."

"..." Dennis wiped her hands, but his face looked like he was going to eat people, "Don't dare to talk nonsense!"

The little girl was frightened this time, and shrank her shoulders, "Then... have you finished cooking?"

"I'll make you wash your hands and eat when you enter the door, you said I didn't finish!"

"Then I'm not afraid of you~" The little girl was relieved, and walked to the restaurant with a bounce, "Dinner is ready~ I have fish balls to eat today~!"

Dennis: "..."

Let her be arrogant for a while!

Wait and see, how he packs, packs, her tonight!

Dennis's plan was actually very simple - throughout the night, he kept calmly reminding Zhao Mengmeng to drink water.

Fearing that she would not want to drink just water, he specially made a pot of assorted fruit tea, filled with fruits that little girls like to eat, sweet and sour, with a strong fruity fragrance, Zhao Mengmeng drank it very fondly Two big cups.

If he drank too much water, he would naturally get up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom, and then... even if she didn't go wrong tonight, he would pretend that she did, and secretly tie her to his side!
At that time, you can clean up to your heart's content.

This idea kept turning in his head, and that night, when it was time to go to bed, Dennis suddenly felt something was wrong.

It's the kind of heartbeat that's faster than usual, and it's hard to concentrate.

He refuses to admit that this emotion is called nervousness.

He just took a bath in such a weird mood, and because of distraction, he almost fell down twice in a row... When he came out, the hand that was going to take the bathrobe suddenly paused.

He remembered the tragedy of the night before.

... If that little lemon becomes a hooligan when he falls asleep again, and snatches his nightgown tie away, then we don't know who will take care of whom...

Thinking of this, Dennis gave up his nightgown, went to the cloakroom and took out a clean set of shirt and trousers, and put them on neatly.

When he was putting on his pants, he couldn't help but think of when he was an undercover agent in the hospital, he was ripped off by a cannon fodder in front of Zhao Mengmeng...

So he completely ignored the issue of whether he would be comfortable sleeping like this, and took out a belt to fasten it without hesitation.

...He just doesn't have suspenders, otherwise he would definitely have to wear suspenders to add a layer of double insurance to the trousers.

After dressing, he glanced at his glasses before walking out of the cloakroom.

Even a glance of sight seems to be sharp and cold, and the corners of the lips raised mockingly are even more cold.

Very good, it looks like a cruel and merciless scum.

It's like someone who wants to clean up.

Dennis is very satisfied with his image.

In the middle of the night, when it was close to twelve o'clock... Zhao Mengmeng really woke up.

Same as last time, the little girl walked towards the bathroom unsteadily without opening her eyes.

... But this time, she must have slept in the master bedroom for three days, and she was quite familiar with the terrain. After she came out, she closed her eyes and walked to her own bed.

Without the slightest hesitation, Dennis jumped off the bed and hugged him.

The little girl was in a semi-drowsy state from the beginning to the end. She was embraced by a very comfortable embrace, and she thought she was back on the bed. She rubbed Dennis as a pillow and fell asleep peacefully.

　[It's all gone, give the little peacock some wax in advance...]

　　
　
(End of this chapter)