_ I hate you….!
_ Why do you hate me? But do we know each other? — Leave a message at once.
Wait more than 30 minutes and still have no answer, I think she must be sleeping right now so I should stop. I also slowly fell asleep.
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This morning it was beautiful, the rays of sunlight pierced through the glass window like the hands of a sun man who wanted to glue me out of bed. Stretching once to release my joints, I turned to the left when I was startled again. Baby Ly is lying on her side again and grinning at me.
_ When did you come here? — I asked in surprise.
It’s been a while, hi hi .. come here and watch him sleep. — It answered with a wicked smile. This kid in the old days was very destructive. When I slept, she ran to pluck my nose hair. Every time I sleep at my aunt’s house, keep locking the door to heal. Probably didn’t sleep here for a long time, so forget that rule as well.
_ God! Why are you kidding? — I replied with confidence, because now I have woken up safely.
_ I like! Ha ha. He quickly brushed his teeth and washed his face and then went down to breakfast with the house! — She laughed and ran downstairs. She’s still the same since a young age. At home, keep wearing a t-shirt. Wearing fluffy slippers of all kinds of animals, waddling like a duck, looking so cute.
I walked into the bathroom and felt something unhealthy after her laughter. God, I startled looking in the mirror. He painted me a large female bra with black ink, and also dotted two more lipstick-colored snails. This brat is such an undeniable destructive personality. I have to take a long shower to wash off all her work.
_ Are you getting up? In you, have breakfast with everyone. — As soon as I walked downstairs, my aunt said.
_ Yes! — I answered my aunt and went back to the table. Walking while glancing at the kid. No chuckling chuckles from just now.
_ What are you teasing your brother? — My aunt signed it and then scolded.
_ It’s nothing, mom, I just gave him a bra. — Then it laughed louder.
_ This small child, grown up and has no intention at all! — My aunt scolded the kid, then looked at me with a smile and shook her head as well as giving in.
_ It’s okay, aunt, it’s just a joke.
_ Is it right, kid? — I laughed and said as I used two hands to pinch its cheeks, shaking it back and forth so it hurt him.
_ Oh! Whoa! — The child scowled.
_ Mom! … .. Anh Khanh raped me. The kid is a baby
_ Let you leave. — My aunt said.
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