Angel is a little bad

Chapter 1245
Qiao Na looked vigilant, looked at the food, and then at her: "You...couldn't be poisoning the food?"

Huahuo picked up the rice bowl, put a little bit of each dish into the bowl, and chewed relishedly: "I'll test the poison first, can you rest assured?"

Qiao Na looked her up and down: "Are you really that little overlord Huahuo? When did you become so sensible?"

Huahuo rolled her eyes and said, "Because my conscience has discovered it. One night, the Buddha told me in a dream that I was already 20 years old, and if I didn't learn well, I would be punished by God, so I decided to change my mind, re-behave, and be a good person to society. useful person."

Jona was dubious: "Really?"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Huahuo hugged his younger brother from the nanny's hand, and carefully fed him.The child was naughty and couldn't sit still, he ate every bite, and he kept beating and patting with his little hands, causing fireworks to be beaten frequently.But she was not angry at all, and let the little BB be willful.She thought, when she was a child, she must have been more mischievous, willful and difficult to deal with than him, thanks to her parents not giving up on her or giving birth to an obedient child.

Parents are really great. In this world, there is no one who is greater than parents.

Qiao Na said while eating, "Yo, you really have changed your sex..."

"I can't help it. I was born so young, beautiful, smart and capable. I'm afraid that if I don't learn well, I will be punished by God."

Jona: "..."

Huahuo stayed at home for a few days, and even went to visit his father in the prison, and he couldn't help crying again.

After confirming that her father was in good health as he said, Huahuo was relieved.She handed a long page of paper full of precautions and warnings to her father, and repeatedly told him to pay attention to her health before she set off on her way back to school.

For Huahuo, the process of going back to school is a process of reflection.

For the first time, she reflected on her 20-year life journey so seriously.

From time to time, two, three, four red, white, yellow, and purple flowers flashed outside the train.Human life is actually like that flower, short and beautiful, if you are not careful, it will be over.When people are still nostalgic for the beauty of flowers, the flowers have withered, leaving melancholy.

(End of this chapter)