MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 25 I knock one for you?

   Chapter 25 I'll give you a knock?

   "Brother will give you dried apricots!"

  Little milk is very clever, and knows which of Rong Qing and Rong Yinghui is the real money maker, and his favorite dried apricots can contribute some.

  After entering the door, the two sat on the side of the sofa.

  The noble boy was still dressed in a Tang suit that was out of tune with the surroundings. The slightly loose cuffs of the Tang suit could see the dark brown Buddha beads on his white wrist, beautiful and delicate eyebrows, and his voice was childish but slow. A few words made the little girl's eyes narrow with laughter.

  'Good Brother' Tang Micheng couldn't keep the smile on his lips any longer and stared at him.

   He still remembers this 'wild brother'!

   For Rong Qing, Tang Micheng was inexplicably hostile.

  Unfortunately, the driver entered the door at this time, "Little Master, can you go now?"

  Someone seems to want to rob their cubs.

  What are you going to go now?

   And Tang was waiting for this early this morning and turned his head.

  Nanny had a small face, blinked her eyes, and waved her little claws, "Goodbye brother."

"goodbye."

  's words were one step faster than thinking, and Tang Micheng was only stunned after he finished speaking.

  Little Nanny has already smiled and raised her eyebrows, she is really strong, and pushed Tang Micheng out.

  —

   Entered the working state, Tang Jin stepped on the steady footsteps, walked to the other side of the sofa and sat down.

   A dazzling little bald head, the pair of black and translucent cat pupils looked over.

   A sense of reliability arises spontaneously.

   Rong Yinghui couldn't help but feel a little nervous, at this moment his mind was full of the etiquette that Rong Qing said before.

  Looking at the five-year-old Xiao Nianjin in front of him, he couldn't think of any etiquette that he could have. Although he was always called Pokémon, this is actually a veritable little ancestor, and he finally blurted out without knowing why.

   "I'll knock one for you?"

   After saying that, he was stunned.

  Tang Jin blinked his big round cat pupils.

   The calm and noble young man sitting next to him finally broke down and pulled the corner of his lower lip.

   In the end, he let out a faint sigh, raised his hand to cover half of his face, and couldn't help laughing.

   Rong Yinghui went to pull Rong Qing's hem, his head down in dejection.

   "Stop laughing, don't laugh, uncle, I want a face."

   Tang Jin had already walked up to him, stretched out his hand, held the other's face, tilted his little head and looked at it carefully.

   "The other party didn't give up. It seems that he has not only found a Feng Shui metaphysicist before, hey? This one seems to be more powerful, but he is also a bad guy who makes black money, and he can still make so much!"

   Tang Jin was angry, she withdrew her hand, frowned her delicate little eyebrows, and watched his milky voice.

   "The Lord is lonely, the air of blue and black is superimposed, someone has been killed and wants to kill you. This time you have a clear face and brows are evacuated, and you don't get along with your brother. I think the person you found should be your brother."

   Even if you already know how powerful Tang Jin is.

   But just looking at his face and saying such words, Rong Yinghui still opened his mouth wide and nodded again and again.

   They had always suspected his younger brother, Rong Yinghuang.

  Although they are two brothers, they have not dealt with each other since they were young, and their parents also prefer the younger brother, thinking that he is too honest and can’t stand in the market where they are cheating.

   But just doubt, there is no clear evidence for this kind of Feng Shui metaphysics.

  The old man hopes that everything will be prosperous in the family and everything, and Rong Qing's lessons should not go too far.

   "But fortunately, the evil spirit was resolved for you before, and the spell was also on you, so it will only be unfortunate. Today, I will give you another evil spell to keep you safe for a while."

Tang Jin turned around and picked up his little yellow bag, and stuffed him a triangular talisman paper, "There is a big event in your family recently? Guys, when the time comes, I'm going to pull him out and beat him up."

   After paying the money, he is Jinjin's person, Jinjin is reliable and very protective of his shortcomings!

  Rong Qing took out an invitation at this time.

   "There is indeed a birthday party in ten days. This is an invitation to Jinjin."

  Tang Jin received an invitation to a birthday party for the first time.

   poked his little head and looked over.

   The soft little **** sounded: "The one who celebrates his birthday is called Fuguier...?"

   then gave Xiaomaijin's affirmation.

   "This name is simple and straightforward, I don't know if it is rich or not, but it is better to support than other names."

  Rong Qing's expression didn't change, and he nodded warmly, "Inherit today's auspicious words."

   Rong Yinghui's expression suddenly became a little weird.

   And after Rong Qing finished speaking, she leaned forward, and her face was a little closer to Xiao Nianjin.

   The slender and beautiful eyelashes of the young man drooped down, casting a light shadow under his white eyes, and his gaze followed Tang Jin's hand and landed on the little whisk.

  Tang Jin vigilantly hugged his little whisk tightly and opened a pair of cat eyes.

   "I told you, this is Jinjin's baby..."

   But he couldn't think of the other party's opening: "Everyone has come, let me take a look at it today? The remuneration is easy to negotiate, and it can be as much as this amount."

   He raised his hand, and the beads collided with a crisp sound.

   The little brother seems to be in full bloom behind him.

  Tang Jin opened his pink mouth, reached out to hold the opponent's hand, and looked down at his palmistry.

A small dumpling, with a soft and sweet voice, still serious, "Is this a question of money? Brother, from the first time I met you, I thought we were destined, whether it be ghosts, ghosts, evil creatures, architectural feng shui, facial features, etc. Palmistry, if you look for a reliable one, it's the right thing to do now!"

  Rong Qing only felt that his fingertips were just about to move.

   The calm and old age that I have been used to for a long time is about to be unsustainable.

  Why so cute?

  ***

  The little milk dumpling is obviously in a good mood, the little bald head seems to be brighter than usual, and the mouth is humming an unknown minor tune.

   When the mood is good, the temper is also good, so anyone can hug.

  Because he was discharged from the hospital, happy like this?

   I came to the conclusion that I like my dad the most today.

  Tang Chuang had already taken off his hospital gown, and sat modestly next to the cub, the corners of his lips raised wildly.

   The little dumpling who had just received a large amount of 'charity' now laughs at everyone, seeing Tang Chuang's complexion getting better, not taking her words seriously, but also joins up and takes the initiative to give a sticker.

  The old man looked at him with red eyes, "Why do you stick to his face, stabbed with a shaggy beard, your father just got sick, he is empty, come to grandpa's side today, grandpa hugs."

  Tang Chuang squinted his eyes: "...It's true and unkind, you just got sick, right?"

   Tang Wenhuo got the benefit of the fisherman in it, and he took the cub in his hand, and took the cub from Tang Chuang's arms.

   Today is really not picking on anyone, Tang Jin smiled, "Dad posted, grandpa posted, and eldest brother posted too!"

  The fluffy little cub gently rubs against your neck and sticks to you.

  Because I was supervised to drink milk, and I usually like sour snacks, I always have a slightly sweet and sour milk smell on my body.

  艹.

Horse's.

   has put on his gold-rimmed glasses again, looking at the well-dressed and elite-looking man, his heart has begun to crazily exclaim.

   Thought against the eyes of his grandfather and father—

  Why is his sister so soft and cute?

   At this time, the door of the ward was lightly buttoned twice.

   Zhang Yi stood at the door, as if relieved.

   This is from yesterday. When I was about to post it, I edited most of the chapters and changed it to the present.

   So it’s the second shift yesterday, and today’s third shift is another.

   It's very important to test the water, the babies remember not to raise a text, and leave a message for Ah Qing's vote!

   The new book list has been reformed recently, and now there are only roses tied, maybe we will suffer a little bit

   So baby give some strength! !

   Old books will be together tomorrow too

   I love your refills

   Ann

   (end of this chapter)