Three-year-old little dragon cub: I am a group favorite in the villain's house

Chapter 250 Butt always blooms once or twice every month
Song Jichen squatted on one side and hugged Xingxing's short legs. Song Weiguo squatted on the other side with a small hammer. He said in a gentle tone: "Xingxing, dad is about to start smashing. You close your eyes. Don't be afraid, dad." I’ll protect you, okay?”

Madam Song didn't let Xingxing talk just now, so as not to waste too much oxygen.So she poked her butt to show that she understood.

"You're such a slut, you'll be honest after just two meals." Mrs. Song said angrily.

Xingxing: "o(╥﹏╥)o" cried, there is no dinner.

Then, the whole kitchen fell silent instantly. Song Weiguo held a small hammer and began to knock on the small porcelain jar very seriously.

There was a layer of sweat on his forehead because he was worried about hurting the little cub.

After thinking about it, he still held the small hammer and struck in two places.The porcelain jar was opened...but...the mouth of the porcelain jar was like a collar around the little cub's neck.

"It's too close to the neck, so it's difficult to hit." Mrs. Song frowned.

"Grandma, don't be afraid!" Xingxing sat down on the ground, gasping for air, and the little knot on her head was messed up.

Then, the family saw her bulging belly and began to exert strength.Two small claws tightly grasped the remaining fragments of the porcelain altar, and after a while...it was actually broken by her.

"Look! I'm so awesome!!" Xingxing puffed up her chest proudly, but the next second, Mrs. Song's soles came towards her butt.

"Woah woah woah!" The little cub jumped up from the ground in pain. She eagerly wanted to jump into the arms of Song Weiguo and Song Jiyuan, but when she turned around and saw Mrs. Song's eyes were red, where could she go? He ran and immediately stood on the spot, sticking his little butt towards Mrs. Song: "Grandma, hit me, I was wrong!"

"What's wrong? Huh?" Mrs. Song glared at her angrily and slapped the sole of her shoe again, making Xuan Xuan grimace at the sight.

"Because I secretly dug the pot!" Xingxing pouted her butt and said pitifully and helplessly.

However, no one in the family spoke for her.

"If what you fell into today was one with salt water, you would have choked to death. Did you know that? You wouldn't even have a chance to call for help!" Mrs. Song said, and the sole of her shoe flew towards Xingxing's butt again. Go.

Xingxing covered her butt, feeling that it was about to bloom again...

It must bloom once or twice a month...

Either she does it or Xuanxuan does it...

"Wan'er, take her to wash up." Madam Song put her shoes on her feet. Song Jichen had already swept aside the fragments of the porcelain jar.

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After half an hour,
Mrs. Song took Song Jichen and Song Jiyuan out to sell sugar and snowballs. She woke up and lay on the kang with her butt up, and Xuanxuan sat next to her.

"Xingxing, I want to eat roast chicken again." Xuanxuan hugged his little pillow and pouted towards Xingxing.

Xingxing, whose butt hurt, also echoed: "I want to eat too."

"Husband." Jiang Wan put the sugar water for the two children on the kang, and then went out to find Song Weiguo: "Husband, why do I feel that something is wrong with this roast chicken."

Song Weiguo took her hand into the yard to avoid being heard by the two children.

"Cheng Qian has taken the remaining ones to old doctor Yang to see. He will probably come back in the evening." Hearing the meaning of Song Weiguo's words, he obviously noticed something was wrong.

(End of this chapter)