Caesar wanted to repent for his previous thoughts. Compared with Lola who was listening to heavy metal rock and wanting to play the drums, he missed the silly Lola from yesterday who had fed him mud cakes even more.
What has passed is past.
Rolling up his sleeves, Caesar spent half an hour to finally wash Lola's golden curls that were covered in spray and hair gel clean, with much effort squeezing out essential oil, heating it up, using a steam hair mask, hair oil...
Finally, he made Lola sit down and used a hair dryer to blow her hair into fluffy, fragrant curls again.
Looking at herself in the mirror from left to right, Lola said to Caesar loudly, "Old man, your aesthetic is really ordinary, not unique at all!"
Caesar suppressed his urge to pick up Lola and give her a beating, trying to communicate with her calmly, "Do you want to learn the drums now? Or electric guitar?"
The rebellious and heated Lola said, "I don't want to learn, nobody
Caesar had no experience dealing with rebellious teenagers.Children in the Salleri family had always been few, and the family's educational traditions were strict. Children who grew up in such a family background would not have a rebellious phase or adolescence.Among all the criminals he interrogated, there were none as young as her.Lola's hand rested on Caesar's shoulder, her memory was fuzzy, and what existed now was more of a subconscious physical reaction. She leaned over to kiss Caesar's lips and cheeks, greedily inhaling the strong pheromone scent from him, like a traveler who had been thirsty for a long time, lying at the only oasis in the desert, drinking large gulps of spring water.Like a clingy kitten rubbing against people with its forehead and body, Lola's breath was like a kitten's soft fur, rubbing against him finely and tenderly, showing great dependence.Accustomed to her foolishness and rebellion, the tenderness at this moment made Caesar's heart tremble slightly.
Getting a rebellious young girl to appear at a banquet in an elegant manner is definitely not an easy task.Lola was taking deep breaths, otherwise, she wouldn't be able to fit into the beautiful dress tailor-made for her—a week ago, the tailor had purposely loosened the waistline for her, but things had changed, today's Lola wasn't yesterday's Lola, her waistline had successfully grown by four centimeters, and it had become tight. She had to forcibly cinch her waist.Emilia sat aside, propping her face with her hand, watching Lola get dressed.Lady Salleri had just come over, holding Antonio, but only took a distant look, and then left without saying a word.She only knew that Lola's mind wasn't very good now, her memory was chaotic. Caesar protected her like an animal protecting its newborn cubs, and Lady Salleri didn't want to argue with Caesar about this, after all— Lola gave birth to Antonio, no matter how much Lady Salleri disliked the p
The VC was quickly brought over, and Lola reached out her finger, tapping the cup forcefully, looking at the liquid inside the cup, lowered her head, and took a deep sniff.She said, "Caesar, there's something off about the smell of my cup."Francis was sprawled on the table, still fast asleep. Yesterday was Friday, today was Saturday, and like all hardworking workers, he couldn't muster any energy.Lola leaned over and sniffed Francis's coffee cup, confirming that the two drinks smelled completely different.She looked up, somewhat confused, and asked Caesar, "Are these two cups the same drink?"Caesar looked down, "Yes."Lola carefully tapped Francis's coffee cup with her fingertip, took a deep sniff, and accurately analyzed the ingredients.Then she looked down again at her own cup, which was the same color but smelled distinctly different.Lola said, "They smell different.""He is a male-only version," Caesar said, "drinking it will make you grow a beard and have thick hair - do y
Lola didn't quite understand Caesar's words. She tilted her head and let out a short, confused "Hmm"?Bullying a fool doesn't bring much sense of achievement. Moreover, if she spanked this little fool now, she would only resort to tantrums and crying, which would launch a devastating attack on Caesar's ears.After weighing the pros and cons, Caesar decided not to bother with Lola's little brain and strange thoughts for now.As they passed the campus where Lola had been, she pressed both hands against the glass, staring at the students who were leaving school and the beautiful shops outside, selling exquisite and clean ice cream and candy. The afterglow of the sunset was split into many tiny pieces of light by the water sprayed from the blue-bottomed white whale fountain.Caesar asked, "Want some?"Lola nodded vigorously.Caesar put on his mask and got out of the car. He held Lola's hand like a normal couple. Lola hopped around by Caesar's side, stepping on the blue squares on the floo
Just a second before Lola reached out to pull the big ears, Caesar hugged her in time.Lola leaned against his arm and, looking over Caesar's shoulder, still reluctantly looked at the donkey's two big ears.Lola said, "Caesar, can't I touch its ears?"Caesar said, "If your head can be harder than its hooves, I think you can."Unfortunately, it couldn't be.If Lola's fragile skull were kicked, it would only be like fragile almond jelly falling on the ground, smashing into a big mess.Her head was full of water, seemingly stubborn, but actually so fragile that it could break at a touch.A distance from the cabin, Caesar was preparing to educate Lola not to touch animals bigger than her casually—However, Lola leaned on Caesar's arm and, out of earshot, whispered, "Caesar, the man behind the cabin is a bit strange."Caesar looked down."He has a bug on him. When I ran over just now, I smelled a slight smell of ethanol on him," Lola said, "Caesar, the guy who gave me a headache, smells ex
When she gets old, she also wants to dress so beautifully, but not in such formal suits that would restrict her movements and seriously affect her ability to square dance.She didn't know if Caesar would dance with her. Would such a traditional person dance the waltz?As Caesar was making his New Year's speech to all the citizens, a woman with brown curly hair in the live broadcast suddenly raised a gun and fired a shot at Caesar--Lola screamed, "Caesar!!!"Caesar in the live broadcast wouldn't hear her voice, but he wasn't shot either.His bodyguard protected him in time. The curly-haired woman who had infiltrated was hit in her right arm and fell straight down. A large number of armed personnel rushed up and successfully apprehended her.The live broadcast was chaotic, the crowd panicked, and only the journalists and photographers were still working. The reporter held the microphone and, even though she was pushed about, she excitedly exp
The speech ended, applause thundered, and Caesar bowed deeply. He turned around and left the venue safely under the escort of special forces and bodyguards. He bent over to get into the car, and Arthur handed him a glass of water. Caesar took a sip and asked, "How is that person?"Arthur said in a low voice, "She has been controlled, indeed she had hidden cyanide in her button."Caesar nodded, "Temporarily detain her."This assassination attempt was tacitly permitted by Caesar — Lola caught a suspicious person hidden by Herman's side using her sense of smell. After a strict interrogation, the person voluntarily confessed to today's assassination attempt.Caesar deliberately let her in.He closed his eyes, took a brief rest, and then heard someone knocking on the car window. Caesar rolled down the glass window and saw an angry face — it was Robert, the father of the Education Minister Keynes.This man, who is engrossed in politics
Lola couldn't be sure when Caesar started to be suspicious, she carefully reviewed their conversation tonight, but the feeling of being nibbled by small fish in a hot spring made her unable to concentrate.When did Caesar realize her memory had returned? He seemed normal when he just got home - was it when Lola couldn't hold back and probed about his speech on the Asti people?Or from the moment she deliberately baited Caesar to say the nickname?Lola was puzzled.The warm water soaked her whole body, Caesar's forearm was blocking her neck, and Lola had to lift her chin, like a fish waiting to be slaughtered on a chopping board - no, she was not a fish, she was an agile rabbit that could ambush eagles.But the warm kiss stopped the rabbit's counterattack, like being soaked in a winter hot spring, Lola closed her eyes, her fingers hanging down, grabbing Caesar's silver hair.This pervert.The jasmine on the table was fragrant and beautiful, Caesar, who had been splashed with the fragra