After saying that, he trotted out of the little boy's sight, probably going to buy candy.
The little boy's face is still stained with tears from crying just now. He is holding the lollipop that the little girl gave him tightly in his hand, watching her figure gradually getting further and further away from him.
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By this time, the little boy's parents had also found him and took him away.
From then on, the little girl named Baitang lived in the little boy's mind until he grew up.
Especially in the dead of night, the childish voice of the little girl often appears in the dream, "My name is Baitang, this is my favorite food,..."
Leng Zimo's heart couldn't help but thump, and then he came back to his senses. He stared blankly at the girl in front of him who was busy packing her things, and thought to himself: Could she be that little girl...
Bai Tang had packed up her things, holding the heavy cardboard box in her hands, and was about to head to the door.
Leng Zimo shouted loudly: "Wait a minute."
Bai Tang held the carton with both hands, froze, and stopped by the door. Without looking back, her back was turned to him, and she said in an unfriendly tone: "What are you doing?"
"What if I trade with you in another way? Will you refuse to do me this favor?" Leng Zimo's tone was no longer as domineering as before, but more friendly and cautious.
Bai Tang was stunned for a moment, wondering if he had a hearing problem just now.
Imoni and Xiaomi on the side also had the same idea as Baitang.
Bai Tang turned around, squinted his eyes, and asked tentatively: "You... do you mean to ask me to help you?"
Leng Zi thought for a while, nodded and said, "That's understandable."
Bai Tang couldn't help laughing and said, "Hey, it's rare!"
"What do you say? Now I just want to know whether you will help or not?" Leng Zimo didn't want to dwell on this issue in front of her.
"You should always let me know what you are doing in exchange for me. After all, this is a publicity job, and the most important thing is that you have to wear such revealing clothes and be fucked by those guys in the hands of reporters.
How embarrassing is this, especially for someone like me who doesn’t have a boyfriend yet, so the risk is even greater.”
Bai Tang worked hard to analyze the various risks that this transaction would bring to her.
When she heard Bai Tang say the word "dew point", Imoni's expression suddenly looked very unnatural, and she hurriedly stretched out her hand to cover up the pair of big breasts in front of her that were about to come out.
Leng Zimo's mind remained stuck on what she said, secretly delighted: It turns out she doesn't have a boyfriend yet.
His eyebrows stretched out involuntarily, and his mood became much happier.
But in order to further verify her concerns, Leng Zimo continued to ask; "Are you worried about what your future partner will think of you after learning about your incident today?"
"That's for sure, which man wants to see his girlfriend twerking on the catwalk with such revealing clothes." Bai Tang said while twerking her buttocks.
A laugh came from beside the voice, and Xiaomi was dumbfounded by Bai Tang's cute butt twisting action.
"If I say that I will make a deal with you as your boyfriend, will you agree?" Leng Zitao really looked at her and asked.
"Are you kidding?" Baitang replied without taking it seriously.