The first animal master in another world: his wife is under the city

Chapter 64 Mo Li's Master ([-])
Mo Li's Master ([-])
"You are that girl?"

The headmaster's voice also revealed a slight pressure, pressing towards the doll.

The baby looked at him, met his gaze, and walked straight over.

He glanced at the headmaster, then looked at Li Li who was on the side, and saw that he was looking at her worriedly and anxiously.

"Hey, don't scare my girl." Before the baby could speak, Chang was too old to be happy.

The principal snorted coldly, but he didn't give Chang Lao any face.Still staring at her unkindly.

"Did you agree to be that kid's wife?"

Wa Wa glanced at Li Li again, his face became more anxious.

The doll continued to walk slowly, and on the four bamboo chairs, two old people sat on two, and there were still two empty.

Mo Li was standing by the side, and the baby walked over, pushed him directly onto one of the chairs, and asked him to sit down, and then she sat down on the chair in front of the tea stove.

"I don't know 'the kid'."

After the doll sat down, she looked at the principal.Answer slowly.

The principal stared at him, and Mr. Chang immediately laughed out loud, very pleased with himself.

"Did you agree to be the wife of that boy Mo Li?"

The headmaster glared at the baby and asked again.

Wa Wa glanced at Li Li, then at the principal, and then nodded:
"Well, I promised."

"Although you are young, as someone else's wife, you should learn how to be a qualified wife..."

The doll glanced at the principal strangely.I thought to myself, what is the headmaster doing here today?
Thinking about it, the doll looked at the knotted utensils and water.

Even if these things are taken from the same place every day, the water is different every day, because the temperature is different, the weather is different, and even the wind is different every day, the taste of the water will also be different.

It's just that ordinary people may not be able to tell the difference, and no one really pays attention to those.

"What does a qualified wife look like?"

The baby looked at the dryness of the firewood, and then slowly opened his mouth and asked the principal.

A seven-year-old girl asked this question so calmly, which made the principal very depressed.

(End of this chapter)