Rebirth Sweet Wife, Super Cute

Chapter 554 - 555: The "Leisurely Quartet" Is Way Too Dramatic

Rebirth Sweet Wife, Super Cute

Chapter 554 - 555: The "Leisurely Quartet" Is Way Too Dramatic

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Chapter 554: Chapter 555: The "Leisurely Quartet" Is Way Too Dramatic

Ji Yiyi transformed into a straightforward Boy: "Brother Mingmo, do you really not mind?

But, I think... your emphasized tone, ferocious expression, and deep sighs already severely betray you.

You care a lot, care a lot, care a lot. Important things are said three times."

Li Mingmo: "..."

"You little rascal, you came here specifically to annoy me, didn’t you?" Seeing Ji Yiyi coming over to grab some seeds, Li Mingmo quickly protected his own seeds.

Ji Yiyi: "..."

Wow, so stingy.

Ji Yiyi took advantage of Li Mingmo’s distraction to grab a big handful of seeds and then dashed away.

Little Beiting actually agreed with what Li Mingmo said, "Yeah, Uncle Li is right, it’s the Little Wolf Cubs who lack vision, it’s their fault, not our charm that’s the problem."

However, Little Beiting still felt annoyed, so he grabbed a handful of seeds and started munching too.

Bai Haoxue was originally knitting a sweater listlessly on the side.

She had already knitted sweaters for Ji Hanyu and Little Beiting, and during her free time, she wanted to knit one for the Little Wolf Child too.

But seeing that in the "Fancy Bootlicking Quartet" she was the only one not peeling seeds, Bai Haoxue joined the seed peeling army.

When Xiao Bei came over, this was the scene in the spacious living room.

The Little Wolf Child and Ji Hanyu sat on one side, the Little Wolf Child holding a paintbrush to draw, Ji Hanyu reading a very shabby ancient book.

One black and one white Little Wolf Cubs obediently lay by their sides respectively.

On the other side, Li Mingmo and Ji Yiyi lay lazily on the sofa without any image, peeling seeds while playing games, and as they played, they cursed their opponents for being too lame, calling them pig teammates or something.

As for Little Beiting and Bai Haoxue, they peeled seeds while watching a melodramatic TV series, commenting angrily as they watched.

But it was obvious, on this side, although it looked like a more "leisurely quartet," their faces and even their whole bodies exuded an aura of resentment, dissatisfaction, anger, and annoyance.

As for the Little Wolf Child and Ji Hanyu, who seemed to be doing serious work, they instead genuinely gave off a serene and leisurely vibe.

Xiao Bei rubbed his eyes, feeling like something was off today.

But when Xiao Bei rubbed his eyes again and tried to open them, he found the scene still the same.

Has the world become a fantasy?

This was the thought that popped into Xiao Bei’s mind at that moment.

"What are you guys doing?" Xiao Bei kicked Li Mingmo’s foot, "Even if it’s Sunday, you guys are a bit too idle, aren’t you? This is simply indulgence!

Moreover, Li Mingmo and the Little Wolf Child are studying, it’s not good for you to disturb them like this."

Li Mingmo rolled his eyes at Xiao Bei: "Are you foolish or blind? Haven’t you noticed we’re doing it on purpose?"

Xiao Bei: "..."

Ji Yiyi also chimed in, "Yes, we’re doing it on purpose. Our charm has been crushed to bits by the Little Wolf Child and my brother. We’re not convinced, we want to piss them off."

Little Beiting: "Yeah, piss them off, make them so mad they go bald, hmph."

Xiao Bei: "..."

Clearly, it’s you guys who are going bald from anger.

Not far away, the Little Wolf Child and Ji Hanyu seemed to be lost in their own world of academic prowess, completely unaware of you guys, okay?

The "Fake Leisure Quartet," aren’t you guys a bit too dramatic, a bit too good at acting?

Xiao Bei laughed unkindly, "Hahaha... this is what you call punching a pillow, isn’t it?"

The "Fake Leisure Quartet": "..."

Spouting that kind of hard truth, you’ll get punched, you know?

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