The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

   Chapter 65 It's the first time for ghosts to do business

  Tang Jin has been carried to the small high stool, with porridge in front of him, holding a fat sauerkraut bag in his hand, he took a bite.

   While chewing with his cheeks bulging, he looked at Tang Yan.

   What's wrong with this?

   Why did my brother shut himself up again?

  ***

  Tang Chuang has already sent the little milk dumplings to kindergarten.

   The little girl wore a white cat-faced thin sweater today and a light green plush coat, which was still a little soft.

  The gate of the kindergarten in the morning is very lively.

   Mr. Bear with a smile on his face is standing at the door waiting for the arrival of the children in his class.

  Tang Chuang read a lot of parenting scriptures before.

   Looking at the scene in front of him, the arc of his jaw unconsciously tightened.

  There are countless cases online.

   Some children who have just entered kindergarten still don’t quite understand what kindergarten is.

   For them, the kindergarten is very fresh, and there are many children, but after a few days, the freshness passes, and the reluctance to cry from the family also follows.

   And little cubs—

   When one starts to cry, it is easy for those around who are not crying at the same time to cry together.

   cried and called for Dad.

  Tang Chuang was ready.

   Seeing her own little dumpling, the little adult held her teacher Xiong's hand, waving goodbye to Dad, and followed people in.

  Extraordinarily - well-behaved.

   "Daddy, Daddy hug, no, no kindergarten, Daddy—"

   The parent next to him was passing by holding a little girl younger than Tang Jin.

  The cubs are buried on Dad's shoulders and weeping.

  Tang Chuang paused for a moment.

   raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, and deleted the e-book of parenting for three to six-year-old babies in his mobile phone.

  The little cutie at home is so cute.

   is also a little distressed.

  ***

  The morning passed quickly.

   afternoon handicraft class.

  Little milk dumplings counted how many to make.

  One father, one mother, one brother—and one brother of the gold master.

  Little Nanny sighed today.

   Very busy.

  It's so miserable.

   I can't catch myself after working for a long time.

   "Isn't it just a paper ring, I haven't consecrated it today."

   What is going on inside an adult's mind, she really doesn't understand.

   Oh, and her beautiful gold master brother.

   But give the biggest money.

  Tang Jin felt nothing wrong.

  —

  Children are taking a handicraft class.

   Several teachers from the kindergarten were gathered at the door to chat.

   While casually talking about recent things, he stared at the situation in his class.

   "Mr. Xiong, do you know the assistant to the principal who came to the principal's office yesterday? I watched him take you home yesterday afternoon."

   "Hey, there is a situation."

   Teacher Xiong's face turned red: "That's my former junior high school classmate! Don't open your mouth, there's a situation, what's the situation—"

   Seeing her shy, the other teachers didn't tease her anymore.

   "Isn't your Ban Haohao unhappy this morning? This child hasn't cried in kindergarten for several years. Why did he come in crying this morning?"

  Mr. Xiong: "I went to greet them. It's the situation at their home. I heard that my parents looked like they were a very good couple in the circle, but they didn't actually have any feelings. They quarreled with his mother in the morning."

   "Things in these circles are really messy, I don't understand, but in the end it must be the poor child-"

   "I heard that he also has a sister who loves him missing, and his parents are not in a hurry - alas, how can you give up a piece of meat that fell from her body?"

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  Little milk is not far from the door today, and just went to the water dispenser with Lulu with a cup to collect water.

   Hearing this sentence, he glanced at Cheng Hao.

   She didn't see Cheng Hao's face today.

   Cheng Hao was lying on the table at this moment, his breath was slack.

   The ghost that was trying to hide behind him became more and more obvious.

   It was as if some balance was slowly broken after saving someone last time.

   has been unable to restrain the edge.

   The ghost energy on his body blends very well with his own.

  Sung Ho's older sister—

   For the sugar's sake.

  Tang Jin held the cup and walked to Cheng Hao's table.

   The little boy frowned, and his pink and white skin was dyed an inch of red.

   "Cheng Hao."

   Tang Jin hasn't been sick much since he remembered it, but he can see that his current situation is not right.

   His reaction was slow, he looked up in confusion, and when he saw that it was Tang Jin subconsciously shrinking back, his eyes were filled with vigilance that he didn't believe other people.

   Tang Jin has reached out and touched his forehead.

"you are sick."

   At the moment when her hand touched, Cheng Hao only felt his body light up.

   The view of Tang Jin in my heart was a little shaken, and it only took this moment to completely shake.

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   The ghost qi dissipated a little.

   A person's gloomy and cold breath is easy to get sick, not to mention that a little boy who is only five or six years old has always had a ghost in his body.

  Little milk dumpling looked up in the air, and the little milk voice was very low and calm: "Being here all the time will make him sick."

   Cheng Hao couldn't react.

  I don't know who Tang Jin is talking to.

   But after a while.

   The calmness of the little milk dumpling disappeared, and the little face of Rou Huhu was a little dazed, looking at the ghost that kept trying to touch him.

   pointed at himself again.

   "You want to do business with Jinjin?"

   Exorcism so many times.

  It was the first time that ghosts and goblins wanted to do business with her.

   What does this amount to?

   As the pillar of the Sanqing Taoist Temple, not only did the ghosts not feel afraid, but they actually wanted to hold hands with her!

   The most important thing is, can you get a bank card for this guest?

  —Isn’t it Tiandi Bank?

   I won’t be adding more updates today, Ah Qing is busy with the old books, and I’ll make more updates when I’m done.

   Babies, be safe, see you tomorrow

   (end of this chapter)