Caesar took the gleaming dinner knife from Lola's hand as quickly as he could.
He turned on the light and called his personal chef, asking them to bring dinner as soon as possible.
Caesar could not guarantee that if they were late, this desperate "hungry" fool would not consider eating other terrifying things.
While Caesar was worried, Lola sat obediently on the bed, her round eyes following Caesar's movements, always tracking his actions.
"Caesar," Lola didn't understand, "you used to stuff it into my mouth before, why aren't you feeding me now?"
She gestured in the air, a large chunk, and didn't understand, "Why aren't you feeding me? I can't bite, can't I eat it cut open?"
Caesar said, "Wait until your body is better."
Lola didn't understand. She could only watch as Caesar confiscated the dinner knife she had hidden. Not only that, but Caesar also discovered Lola's secret base hidden under her pillow - a split, flattened loaf of br
Caesar sealed the little red flower full of love and poison in a vacuum glass box and washed his hands ten times.Unaware of this, Lola sat on the bed, holding Caesar's plush bear in her arms, her eyes following Caesar's movements.She didn't understand why Caesar was looking at her with such a strange gaze, as if he was going to pick her up and spank her, and also as if he was too reluctant to let go.Poor thing.Under Lola's gaze, Caesar finally came over.Lola opened her hands, "Hug~"She looked at Caesar hopefully, accurately judging from his reaction, good, no need to be spanked.Lola's memory was very blurry, like a video software suddenly loading a large file, the overloaded CPU couldn't bear too heavy things, and too many memories pouring in made her feel pain.Just like a game where outfits often clip through each other, memories of inappropriate ages also quietly invaded the brain.For example, Lola clearly rem
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