Chapter 464

Zhan Jingyi really can't understand the girls' world. A good piece of paper is cut into pieces. Is it more fun than playing football?

In order to go to her home to play with her toys, he had to go against his conscience to praise her "masterpiece", but this has been praised, and she seems to be angry.

"Where are the triangular petals?" Zhan Jingyi stretched out her hand and twisted a small piece of paper. She put it in front of her eyes and stared at it. "The petals I cut are more beautiful than those you cut. In the evening, you take me to your house. We cut them together. We cut a lot of them."

The young female teacher found that Zhan Jingyi touched qianjunli early in the morning. When the two extremely beautiful babies got together, the picture was extremely harmonious and beautiful, just like the baby show on the TV screen.

Children don't understand, they still understand adults, Zhan Jingyi this is to qianjunli like things as a starting point to please qianjunli.

But the little boy took the initiative to follow Qian Junli to her home in the evening for cutting petals together. What's the ghost?

Does the child have the potential to be a girl since childhood?

It may also be that his father saw too many girls, and he was influenced by them and learned to put them into practice.

Qian Junli pursed her lips and squinted at Zhan Jingyi. He was not happy. He dared to say that the petals she cut were not good-looking.

"Give it back to me. Don't cut it. It doesn't look good." She snatched the pink petals from Zhan Jingyi's hand and gathered them together with the small petals on the table in front of her.

Zhan Jingyi was robbed by her, won a face of innocence, "in other people's hands to seize things, this is impolite."

Qian Junli looked at him askance and said, "who made you look like me? My father said that my beauty can't be copied!"

Ah

Hearing the words as like as two peas, the teacher lowered his head and covered his face and laughed. He could not copy the beautiful looks. He could not laugh at the new words. He told Zhan Jingyi again, "you haven't agreed with me, and you have grown a face like mine. You don't know how to be polite. I'll tell the teacher later that the teacher won't give you a little red flower."

Zhan Jingyi blinked the big eyes of Qian Junli and said, "I don't want to. My father didn't discuss with me when he gave birth to me."

Don't hear strange good, a hear Zhan Jingyi this innocent words, female teacher smile even waist all straight up, afraid of losing prestige in front of the children, her hands holding face smile very hidden.

When it comes to Zhan Jingyi's daddy, qianjunli Baobao remembers that her daddy was beaten by his bodyguard. Her eyebrows wrinkled and her face sank: "your daddy is a thief. Copy my daddy... Copy my daddy..."

In the middle of the protest, her Chinese Thesaurus is a little bit Caton, and I don't know how to express it.

When Zhan Jingyi heard her say that his dearest father is a thief, he was also angry. He retorted unhappily: "your father is a thief. He's stealing my father's son and giving birth to a daughter. Why don't he draw one himself."

Qian Junli yelled at him with a sharp voice: "your father is a thief! thief! Big and small

Zhan Jingyi was stunned by her roar.

Although the boys want to let the girls, but this impolite child is scolding his dearest dad, that's not good.

After staring at qianjunli for several seconds, he lay on her desk, puffed his cheeks toward her petals, and then the colorful petals flew up and flew out of the desk.

Qian Jun Li stares at the small petals that she painstakingly cuts and falls to the ground one after another.

Seeing the petals scattered on the ground, she raised her face and pushed it on Zhan Jingyi's face. "You bad guy, you pay for my petals!"

Zhan Jingyi was "beaten" in the face for the first time. He said with a strong backbone: "no!"

Qianjunli is not a fuel-efficient lamp. She twisted Zhan Jingyi's face: "without my permission, who let you have the same face as me?"

Zhan Jingyi's face was pushed by her, and she twisted her face again. She was so angry that she tried to shake her face to get rid of her hand. He grabbed the scissors from her hand and fiercely pressed Qian Junli's head on the table

The little boy is still a little boy in the end.

When the teacher saw this scene, it was too late to run this way, and it was too late for the eight bodyguards to rush in from outside the classroom.

Zhan Jingyi cuts off qianjunli's pigtail, then turns around and runs to the back of the teacher to seek protection.

Qian Junli looks at Zhan Jingyi's hair and stares at his big eyes.

Eight bodyguards stare at qianjunli, who has been cut off, and qiqihua is on the spot.

It's over. The precious little princess was cut off by a helpless child

finished!

That's qianchongxi's favorite pill!

After staring at the stunned Qian Junli for a while, the eight bodyguards turned their heads and stared at Zhan Fengli's son standing behind the teacher.

That guy is not good enough. They can't beat him up?

Just last week, Zhan Fengli's bodyguard caught their boss and held him to the ground. His son bullied their boss's daughter again. This

They don't know what to do!

The teacher also has no way to take Zhan Jingyi. There is an occasional fight between the children. It's already a conflict. She can't beat Zhan Jingyi.

Knowing that she only watched two children's performances and was careless, she was scared to tears, so she apologized to the eight bodyguards.

Thousand Jun Li Zheng for a long time, just raised his hand to touch his hair, the next moment, she "wow" a cry.

Zhan Jingyi pursed her little lips and looked at the crying qianjunli with grievances in her big eyes.

It's not his intention to cut her hair. He didn't think it would make qianjunli so sad.

The teacher looked at these two equally precious children, and there was something in his heart.

Zhan Jingyi's father only arranged two bodyguards to guard at the school gate, while Qian Junli's father arranged eight bodyguards to guard outside the classroom.

Zhan Jingyi is easier to discuss, while Qian Junli is more arrogant. The child's temperament can also reflect their parents' attitude towards educating their children and their temperament.

By comparison, it seems that Zhan Jingyi's parents are better at speaking.

So she bowed her head and asked Zhan Jingyi sternly, "Zhan Jingyi, why do you want to cut qianjunli's hair? It's wrong. How can you cut a girl's hair! Give me the scissors

Zhan Jingyi obediently handed the scissors to her.

Seeing qianjunli crying, he knew that he was in trouble, but no one wanted to admit that he was in trouble. The little guy looked up at the teacher and explained, "I just want to help her cut my hair. It doesn't hurt. She still cries."

Teacher: "she is a girl. She doesn't want to cut your short hair. How can you help her cut it when she doesn't agree? It's impolite."

Zhan Jingyi thought about it and said, "her hair is on her head. She can't see it. In fact, it's not good-looking. Moreover, her hair covers the children in the back. It's not good to keep it."

Teacher

She said that she had a conversation with Zhan Jingyi, and she was very poor in every minute.

Qianjunli cried and said: "your talent is not good-looking. You pay for my braids. If you don't pay for my braids, I'll let my dad beat your ass, kick your ass, and kick purple. I want my dad to drive you to death."

When the teacher heard Qian Junli's words, he was shocked. The child was really not provoked by ordinary people. The idea was so bad that it was said that his teacher had taught him badly.

Looking at qianjunli, Zhan Jingyi said, "I'm killed. I want you to pay for it! A new baby