Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 37
"Impossible." Mr. Baozi said, walking up to Kumamon Bear and pointing the magic wand in his hand at the little girl, "My dear Princess, is there anything I need to do?"

"Wow, it's my brother who can do magic! Can my brother make cotton candy?" The little girl blinked her big eyes and had two dimples on her face.

"Of course, God loves kawaii princesses very much!" Mr. Baozi took out a small cotton candy from his pocket and put it in the little girl's palm.

The little girl smiled sweetly, and let go of Qin Anling's cosplay Kumamoto, "Thank you brother!"

Qin Anling breathed a sigh of relief, "How much time is left? Where is the promised Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss?"

"Wait a minute, An Qi has been working hard on tuning, and it will take about three to ten minutes." Baozi Jun patted Kumamoto's round face, "Thank you."

Qin Anling stepped back a little. Why did she feel that something was wrong with the president today? This behavior...is weird.

I can't tell what's so strange.

"No hard work, no hard work, as long as the results of the charity sale are good." She said very official words, and suddenly patted Bao Zijun on the shoulder very manly.

Mr. Baozi smiled, "For dinner later, I'll add two chicken legs for you."

"Come on, I can't eat that much. If my stomach is protruding, it won't look good in a dress." Qin Anling said, and took a step back, adopting the posture of Chinese martial arts.

With a chubby body and a naive attitude, the smile on his face is very contagious.

Kumamon has a high degree of restoration.

Mizulianggi looked at the outside world through the two small holes, and secretly sighed that he had thought of a bad idea, it would be better to quietly follow that mentally handicapped doll.

"Hey, Qin Anling."

"What are you doing? Want to fight?" After wearing a doll costume, all movements were forced to be enlarged, otherwise it would be difficult to move, she turned to Pikachu.

"I'll record it later when you dance to the Pure Land of Paradise." Mizuragi smiled in the doll costume.

"Don't senior, don't take pictures, it's all black history." Qin Anling frowned. Although she couldn't see anything with her face covered, she would always make a fool of herself later on. If she still made a video, those in the know would take it Laughing at her at that video... for three years.

Life is so difficult, but this senior is very honest today, and he actually came to participate in the charity sale. In the past, at this time, he usually went... yes...

She didn't know where she was going. I heard it was a protection fee?

But rumors are always the worst thing to believe.

"If I knew this, even if the president gave me a hundred chicken legs, I wouldn't do it." Complaining, complaining, it seems that it was another person who said "I can't eat it".

"His treat?" Mizulianggi's voice was a little cold.

"That's right, usually after this kind of event is over, Mr. Baozi will invite everyone...to pack lunch." This really feels like an actor.

"It's better to treat people or eat people..." Mizuliang murmured.

Qin Anling heard it clearly, "No way, senior, you mean the president likes me? How is this possible?"

"Why is it impossible?" Mizulianggi said, took the balloon floating beside him, and walked away.

"It's just that the hobbies are a bit similar, no way, it's so easy for the boys here to fall in love with someone? Then why hasn't Mizuliang's attack rate kept rising?" She was talking to herself, and suddenly heard the words of Pure Land Prelude.

Those who should come will always come, and they will die sooner or later.

(End of this chapter)