automatic reincarnation system

, actually sweeping the ground seriously.

The sun is gradually setting, and the dim rays of the sun shine on the whole town of Chunfeng, and the first-year class in Chunfeng Kindergarten.

The people in the classroom gradually disappeared, leaving only two little radish heads holding brooms. Han Muqing cleaned obediently, which was rare. Thinking of this, the two of them finished the cleaning work peacefully.Then just take out the trash and close the classroom door.

After being busy for 10 minutes, Han Muqing's steamed bun face seemed to have been drained of vitality in an instant, it was flat and sad.

Nangong Jing put the broom back where it was, and said to the tangled steamed bun face, "Okay, now let's take out the trash together!"

Mantou looked at him dejectedly, and when Nangong Jing thought that the kid must have no excuses and could only accept his fate obediently, he said slowly: "Nangong Jing, you can't do this!"

Mantoulian said righteously, "You have to know that if you want to be an independent adult and an excellent leader, you need to be cultivated from an early age. For trivial things like taking out the trash, you should volunteer to do it alone. Do it! Look at those lonely sanitation workers on the street, they never called others to let others see them! They always sweep by themselves in obscurity... Nangong Jing, you should learn from them!"

"..." The corners of Nangong Jing's mouth twitched, I really admire that this cheeky boy can say such a bunch of righteous words... If it wasn't for his good logic, he might really be confused by him !

Nangong Jing said calmly: "Thank you, but I don't think I need this kind of leadership."

"..." A punch on the cotton, it turned out to be this feeling...

Not achieving the goal, Han Muqing's children's shoes expressed resentment, and had no choice but to continue, "Nangong Jing...you really dare not go alone! The garbage dump is so remote...you...are very timid!"

"..." Hold back!Hold back! !Don't fall for this kid's trick!

"I'm not timid. This is your duty and mine." Nangong Jing was serious.

Han Muqing narrowed his eyes, and kept bringing that steamed bun face closer to Nangong Jing... "Prove it!"

"..."

After all, this kid just doesn't want to take out the trash!

Nangong Jing stared at him until a certain thick-skinned mantou face felt a little guilty, after weighing the pros and cons, mantou face sighed, and reluctantly put his hand to the side of the trash can, "Forget it, this time I will help you You do it once! But next time you have to pour it yourself!"

While walking, she said to herself, "Really, Xiao Jingjing is really timid!"

"..." Nangong Jing felt that he was about to vomit blood and die! !

There is no way to survive arguing with this kid. This kid will always have a way to make a saint powerless. It is better not to play this kind of trick with others...

That's what he said, but why is he in such a depressed mood?

Under the setting sun, two little radish heads are struggling to move the trash can outside. It is a rare and beautiful picture... It is based on the silence...

The cleaning incident ended like this, Nangong Jing packed up her things in pain, and left quickly! !

Just kidding, after staying with Han Muqing like this for a day, he feels that he will lose ten years of life. If he stays together again, his three views, his ideals, his goals and the meaning of life will be ruined...

That night, Mantoulian dreamed that he was drowned in delicious steamed buns, and he was drooling with a happy smile...

That night, Nangong Jing dreamed that a round mantou face was sitting on top of a huge mantou, drooling while holding a knife and fork, and he...was crushed under the huge mantou, screaming in pain, "No, no..."

When breakfast was served the next morning, both little ones had a blast!

Han Muqing looked at the small plate in front of him in confusion, "Mom, you are so stingy...why there is only one...I obviously dreamed of many, many..."

Mother Han was sweating.

At the dining table on the other side, Nangong Jing ran away yelling as soon as she saw her breakfast, "Why is it a steamed bun, why is it a steamed bun, why why is this why..."

Nangong's mother cried, "Xiao Jing...don't you like the breakfast prepared by mother?"

An adult looked at his son pitifully, almost crying, "Mom went out to buy it at six o'clock in the morning..."

"..." Nangong Jing froze in place, "Mom... I don't... I don't like it."

On the other side, Mother Han was sweating profusely, and gave Han Muqing the extra steamed bun she bought, "This is the only one, don't eat so much every meal...it's almost like a steamed bun."

Han Muqing looked at the two steamed buns in front of him in confusion, "There are only two..."

Han's mother shot over with a cold look, "You dare to make an inch of it! You eat for mother's share!"

The only thing Han Muqing is afraid of in this world... Cough, the only person he is afraid of is his mother. So, in the houses on both sides, the two children had no choice but to eat steamed buns. Nangong Jing had a painful and tangled face...

Sunday.

Nangong Jing was sitting at her small desk reciting English when the doorbell rang suddenly.Nangong Jing turned a deaf ear to it. Anyway, he must be some kind of blind salesman. Otherwise, those ladies and friends of his mother came to her for shopping again. It's none of his business...

My mother's voice came from downstairs:

"Xiao Jing, come down~~ Your friend Mu Qing is here!"

The pencil in Nangong Jing's hand snapped with a snap!The tip of the pen left a long streak on the paper...

The beautiful and polite little boy came down the stairs, wearing brand-name children's clothes bought by his mother, he was clean and gentlemanly.The little boy with a bun face at the door put on his slippers and said politely:

"Auntie, I'm sorry to bother you~~"

Nangong's mother smiled brightly like flowers: "Where, our little Jing doesn't have many friends, you are welcome to come often~"

A smile similar to innocence appeared on Mantou's face, "Of course, thank you auntie~"

Nangong Jing gritted her teeth, this kid...

Sure enough, it is habitual to see people talk about people, and talk nonsense! !duplicity! ! !

She despises her in her heart, but after losing the battle, Nangong Jing has already cultivated a calm expression, standing on a few steps of the stairs, looking down at the cheeky and shameless child below: "What's the matter?"

Seeing that Nangong's mother had already entered the kitchen, Mantou's face quickly and decisively returned to her original nature, with a smile on her face, "Oh~~ Can't I come and see you if it's okay?"

"..." Patience, patience...

Nangong Jing breathed out and went down the stairs, "Come here!"

Judging from past experience, this kid must be here to eat and drink!Although this kid doesn't come to his house very often, but... Judging from the past situation at other students' homes...

Absolutely! !

Walking in front with a haughty look, Nangong Jing didn't realize that she was a little upset!Damn it, it's just a snack, but let this kid behave like this! ! !

Sure enough, Nangong's mother brought two cakes and black tea and greeted Han Muqing with a smile, and the kid followed him to the living room...

and……

Still eating gracefully with a fork...

Pretend to see how long you can pretend? !

Nangong Jing thought viciously, and took a sip of black tea slowly.

Take off pants

Mother Nangong considerately left the two children their own space and went outside.In the next second, Han Muqing immediately returned to his original nature, and sat lazily. This kid was already too thick, but now he is limp, and he really looks like...

Very……

Like rice cakes.

Nangong Jing thought about it, but without realizing it, she stretched out her hand and squeezed his face unceremoniously!

After this movement, the two children froze...

Nangong Jing backed away in horror, stuttering, "You, you, you...don't get me wrong! I'm just...just..."

He couldn't tell why, but the Mantou face on the opposite side suddenly smiled and rushed over! ! !

"No~"

Before Nangong Jing's eyes widened in horror, a certain steamed bun face rushed over...and grabbed...

The cake on his plate was stuffed into his mouth in one bite! ! !

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Nangong longed for the black line.

hateful.

Nangong Jing sat back to the same place, eat, eat to death, forget it! !

Thinking about it, Nangong Jing gulped down the black tea in front of her viciously.Seeing that the boy had almost eaten, Nangong Jing said blankly: "Hurry up and go home after drinking and eating!"

"But..." Mantou bit his fork, "Nangong Jing...you..."

Nangong Jing tried her best to be patient, waiting for him to continue talking.He's used to it. Every time this guy speaks, it's so flat, and it's just a pause. Why can he imagine a bunch of annoying "..." and "..."? ?

Mantoulian licked the last bit of cream on the fork, and said slowly: "Actually, you really want me to stay~~Why are you duplicity?"

"..." Nangong Jing gritted her teeth: "I don't want to at all!!"

"What are you thinking?" A certain steamed face approached him.

"I want you to stay!!" @[email protected] Nangong Jing finished speaking, feeling embarrassed.God... what did he say just now... It must not be what he said, he was captured by Martians just now, it must be like this...

T-T. . .

Mantou's face moved back, returned to his seat, slowly picked up the teacup, drank the remaining black tea in one gulp, and then...

Very unflatteringly said: "Since you