The Villainess is Three and a Half Years Old

CHAPTER 6

Ye Ya was counting her dreams that night. She woke up in a daze in the morning, stared blankly at the room for a few seconds, and then said, "Uncle, I know how much five plus five equals."

system::[? ]

Ye Ya is sleepy and sleepy, counting her little fingers, and the voice of milk steam is still hazy when she just woke up: "It's equal to ten."

The old father of the system is pleased.

It knew that the cub he selected would not even be able to do the most basic arithmetic problems!

It's not wrong! !

[System: Ya'er, we are going to accept today's task, please select a task to carry out and complete, and get a reward of X10 watering points. ]

On the crystal clear screen, four options were slid down like yesterday for Ye Ya to choose. The options are as follows:

1: Random vicious missions.

2: I am not happy to find Ye Qinghe.

3: I am not happy to find Ye Ziyu.

4: Randomly take a high-level vicious task, and the reward will be doubled.

Ye Ya hasn't woken up yet, rubbed her eyes, and still ordered three.

After accepting the task, she yawned and lay back on the bed lazily. At this time, Ye Ya only realized later that her little **** was wet and cold...

Ye Ya frowned and found that things were not simple.

She pulled off the quilt and got up, staring at the large "map" on the printed sheets.

The system has professional ethics, no matter how funny it is, it will not laugh, it just reminds kindly: [Ya, you wet the bed. ]

Ye Ya stared blankly at the smudged water stain, biting her fingers and saying nothing.

[It doesn't matter, human cubs will wet the bed, remember to ask the nanny aunt to put diapers on you tonight. ] Pauses, [pu chi. ]

Ye Ya's self-esteem was frustrated, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

She blinked, looking at the water glass on the table, and suddenly had an idea.

Ye Ya picked up the water glass and took a sip, then flicked her wrist and poured the small half glass of water on it. Ye Ya's eyes widened, pretending to be shocked: "Ah, it's not good, I accidentally spilled water on it, my brother knew that he would be angry, I want to dry the sheets."

[...? ? ]

Ye Ya put down the water glass, and with both hands, pulled the floral sheet down with great effort. The bedsheet was too heavy for her little child, she wanted to hold it but couldn't hold it, so she could only drag her hands to move slowly toward the balcony.

Ye Ya just opened the sliding door of the balcony left and right, when she heard a harsh and sharp noise from below: "I won't eat—!"

It's Ye Ziyu.

He was wearing striped pajamas, bare feet, and blood-red eyes, kicking the garden benches like a little beast. Next to Ye Qinghe and the nanny was blocking, but he was quickly rushed out.

"I want my dad!"

"I want my dad back—!"

Ye Ziyu shouted and cried, cried and made trouble, and was already tortured by mania and lost his last reason.

Ye Ya stood on tiptoe and glanced at it several times, thinking that the sheets on her hands had not been sun-dried, and hurriedly retracted her gaze.

She stepped on the small stool, squatted down, and pulled one corner of the sheet to hang it on the railing. When she was finally trying to hang it up, a gust of wind suddenly blew, Ye Ya loosened her hand, and the white floral sheet slipped down from the railing. , with the direction of the wind, it floated to Ye Ziyu's head, covering him completely, and the location where the map was drawn happened to be on top of his head.