The king is rich and young: My apprentice has been pitted again!

Chapter 472 She Snatched His Clothes to Wear

"There's a photo on the wall, take a look." Rong Quan guided Lin Wu over.

"Wow, a family portrait." Lin Wu came over to take a look, and was first attracted by the family portrait. This family portrait was taken this year, and it was very loving.

In the photo are Rong Yao, brother Rong Di, mother Zhao Ying, father Rong Qi, grandfather Rong Quan, and their little Teddy.

It was the dog Teddy that Rong Yao took her through the back door last time and peed in the corner.

"No, look at this one." Rong Quan pointed to a photo with two children in it.

"The two boys are so beautiful, they must be brothers." Lin Wu said the answer without thinking.

The reason why she said she was beautiful was because the two children looked like girls, but the Rong family only had two children, so Lin Wu could only be said to be boys.

"Pretty?" Rong Quan was not happy to hear this, the younger generation of his family should be masculine, not sissy or neutral.

"There is a heroic spirit in the beauty, a masculine beauty." Lin Wu said.

Rong Quan was only half satisfied with her answer.He took off the photo, turned over the back, and wrote a few words crookedly on the back, which looked like chicken claws: "Can you recognize it?"

"Who is writing so ugly?" Lin Wu couldn't understand it.

"You." Rong Quan said with a smile.

"..." Grandpa Rong, is it really good for you to speak so straightforwardly?
"On the top line are Rong Yao and Lin Wu, and on the bottom line are small pills and small logs." Actually, Rong Quan couldn't recognize her characters, especially the characters "Yao" and "Wu" with relatively thin strokes. There are many, just like a group of demons dancing wildly.

But fortunately, Rong Yao once told Rong Quan what the word was, and it turned out to be written by a certain scammer.

"Mine? I read a lot, don't lie to me, is it possible that I still don't recognize myself and my own handwriting?" Lin Wu felt like she was dreaming, dreaming that she sent Rong Yao away and entered his In the room, I saw weird photos, I couldn't tell the difference between boys and girls...

Such a dream is confusing and bizarre...

"Girl, don't you have amnesia?" Rong Quan originally sympathized with Lin Wu, but now he sympathizes with Rong Yao, because that kid has remembered things for 15 years, and this girl doesn't seem to have any memory at all.

"I am amnesiac and don't exist." Lin Wu denied.

"Then you don't recognize yourself? You still call yourself a boy?" Rong Quan felt strange.

"Maybe I'm more handsome, look at this little leather jacket..." The reason why Lin Wu said he was handsome was because he dared not say that Rong Yao was beautiful, but his eyes were beautiful since he was a child.

"Haha, you snatched his clothes to wear." Rong Quan smiled from ear to ear.

"……"sky!Young life!
She is still so small, still understand this kind of operation? !

Lin Wu couldn't believe it, she wouldn't dare to steal Rong Yao's clothes if she robbed anyone else's clothes, right?

She stared at the photo in the frame: "Wait, let me take a look again. After what you said, it really looks a little bit like me."

In the photo, the little girl is wearing a boy's jacket, her mouth is puffed out, and her eyes are squinted. There is something stuffed in her mouth on the right side, as if she is eating. She is used to chewing food with her right cheek...

"A little?" Rong Quan gave in, and reminded, "You little girl, three years old is very naughty, snatching his clothes to wear, and taking him to eat jujube, and eating jujube is not good enough to spit out the trash can, and even compete with the kid to vomit Let’s see who can spit farthest, and finally encourage him to spit Tibetan mastiff, but a thrilling scene happened!”

"Haha, it's really fun!" It's fun, but it's a pity that she didn't remember it, and felt like she was listening to other people's stories, and she didn't participate in it at all.

In the photo, the little girl has black and smooth short hair, no, it's not short hair, but messy hair, with shapeless braids tied at the back, and then she hides behind her, while being blocked by the boy, with two nimble little heads, on top of her head heads, rolling eyes at each other, the picture is cute and funny.

"Is this really a photo of me when I was three years old?" Lin Wu asked.

(End of this chapter)