"Am I still bad?" Bobby completely had the little girl's weak spot in his grasp with candy. Every time he bullied the little one too much, just as she was about to rebel, he would take out candy to pacify her.
But this time, the little girl swallowed her saliva with dignity, forced herself to turn away and not look at the lollipop in his hand, "Brubby said saying bad things about Brother Harold is bad, hmph!"
"..." Wow, did the sun rise from the west today? The little dummy didn't fall for it.
Bobby put away the unused lollipop and instantly changed tactics, lowering his tone as if he was very disappointed, "So for you, Brother Harold is more important than me, right?"
Enna Clark had three lines of speechlessness slide down her forehead, really not understanding why her genius son loves to tease the little bun so much, always to the extreme.
