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

   Chapter 77 Going downstairs to cook

   The young man was taken aback.

  The sun lightly kissed his profile and scattered.

   The eyes behind him are thorns.

   Tang Wenhuo turned his head slightly.

  I saw Liang Chao's eyes widen, staring at Xiao Tuanzi's phone.

   I am heartbroken that this black-hearted capitalist does not let go of his own five-and-a-half-year-old sister's money.

  We grew up together, dog you have changed!

   Tang Wenhuo: …

  If it wasn't for the wrong place now, and the little dumpling was still watching, Tang Wenhuo really wanted to kick him to wake him up.

  The ghost knows what this **** is thinking about all day long.

  Tang Jin is still holding out his hand over there: "Brother, Jin Jin is rich, and Jin Jin never tells lies."

   Guaranteed by the reputation of Sanqing Taoist Temple!

   Taking a closer look, the little pillar hides the pain in his face.

   Tang Wenhuo coughed.

  The big guy whose net worth can't be easily estimated with money is rarely a little guilty.

  Although when his sister said he wanted to support him, he felt that he could be a waste.

   But to this little face that hurts.

  —Help my brother up, he can work harder.

   So the young man squatted down, raised his hand and touched the naked little head of his sister.

   "My brother is very well raised, only twenty yuan is enough for pocket money."

   Tang Wenhuo stretched out his other hand and made a gesture.

   Originally thought that he would have to pay 200,000 yuan, but the little girl who was shocked by the 20 yuan widened her eyes.

   "Brother, you are so cheap!"

  Poof—

  Liang Chao couldn't hold back.

   "Sorry, sorry, you guys continue."

   He swallowed back the hilarious laughter he had almost left, and waved his hands again and again.

   Tang Wenhuo: …

   The cheap brother got twenty dollars.

   The small milk dumplings are not so painful, and they have fulfilled their promises.

   Everyone has a bright future.

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  The little milk dumpling turned his head: "Brother, don't laugh like that, be careful—"

   Before he could finish speaking, Liang Chao, who was choking on his own saliva, let out an earth-shattering cough.

  Let's not care how much money, do you know what the pocket money given by my sister means?

   took the money, but Tang Wenhuo, who felt stronger all over, hugged the little dumpling, "Ignore him, he just likes to cough."

   Liang Chao, who coughed wildly and was speechless: "Cough, cough, cough!"

   Are you taking the opportunity to tell the little fairy something strange? !

   This is slander, slander!

  —

   Wait for the plane to return to Shendu.

   A total of two days of travel, the itinerary is too tight, even adults feel tired.

   Not to mention this five-and-a-half-year-old cub.

  It was already dark when he landed, and after kicking his foot, he wanted to come forward to get close to Liang Chao.

   In the car, Tang Wenhuo looked sideways at the sleeping sweet cub, while showing off in the family group.

  Tang Wenhuo: [Screenshot]

   A screenshot of a 20 yuan transfer.

   Everyone in the group: ? ? ?

   for what?

   Tang Wenhuo: The pocket money I received today.

  Zhang Zhi: 'Oh, is this a show of affection? My son, you finally got a girlfriend? ’

  Tang Micheng: 'Brother Hall, didn't you go to other provinces with you today? Are you back today? ’

  Tang Yan: '. ’

  Tang Chuang: 'I'm so embarrassed, I also took out 20 yuan to show it off. When I was in junior high school, your mother took care of pocket money. I still have 50 yuan a week. ’

   Zhang Zhi: '? Are you happy or unhappy. ’

  Tang Chuang: '. ’

   Mr. Tang: 'You're back? What are you doing today? Have you found a grandson-in-law? Bring it back to me early to have a look. ’

  Tang Wenhuo: 'The pocket money given today. ’

  Tang Wenhuo: [My heart is rippling.jpg]

  Everyone: ? ? ? ! !

  艹.

  Fuck.

  Tang Yibin: '...You're so embarrassed to ask someone today. ’

  Tang Chuang: 'Come back and turn in. ’

  Zhang Zhi: '? ’

  Tang Wenyu: '. ’

  Tang Wenyu: '...You are a little swaying today:) [You are so sassy.jpg] Me, pay? ’

  Tang Wenhuo showed off the screenshot of the twenty-dollar transfer, ignored Tang Wenyu, took the phone, and muttered, "A bunch of lemons."

   Usually gentle and refined, the young man who gave off a very calm impression raised his hand and tugged at his neckline.

   tore off a few top buttons.

  Is this an ordinary twenty bucks?

   This is pocket money from my sister to my brother.

   None of the others!

   There was a Liang Dynasty beside him, Tang Wenhuo endured all the way, and finally found an opportunity to show off at this time.

   Ignore the possible 'consequences'.

   Well, it really is floating.

  ***

   So Tang Jin huddled in his familiar bed and woke up.

   The soft little body stretched out, rubbed his eyes, and looked at the few people waiting in front of the bed, his cute little face was slightly dazed.

  If you don't go to cook in the early morning, what are you doing around here?

   The soft little milk voice is still sleepy.

   "Grandpa, Dad, Mom, Brother...?"

   Those big cat pupils turned around.

   The little hand was softly placed on the mother's neck.

   "Hey? Where's Big Brother?"

  Zhang Zhi stretched out his hand and picked up the little milk group. Hearing this, the smile on his lips did not change at all.

   "Hey, tell me about your eldest brother, at this age, I don't worry at all. I was so tired yesterday, and when I came back, I had to play games all night, so that Chengcheng couldn't even get up on the rest day."

   as the mastermind of this matter.

  Ms. Zhang Zhi sighed and smeared her face without changing her face, and expressed her deep condemnation and regret for not being able to watch Jinjin early in the morning.

   "Playing games?"

  Little Nanny tilted her head now, "What game do you want to play all night? Isn't my brother tired?"

   "Your third aunt's brother's game board left at home is very energetic. After playing it all night, let him sleep, and we ignore him."

  Others around:…

   Seeing that Zhang Zhi did not change his face, he spoke with a regretful smile.

  Perhaps it was our family's rich assets that prevented the birth of an Oscar-winning actress.

"Oh fine."

   Mainly because the fooled five-year-old cub hugged her neck and believed it.

   Everyone couldn't help but recall that last night, Tang Wenhuo carried Tang Jin into the house.

   People who had been waiting at home for a long time rushed forward.

   The cubs of the cubs are robbed, according to the person.

  All behaviors are well-trained and only completed in an instant.

  Look at Tang Wenhuo again.

   The cub in his arms changed hands.

The man was held down. I don't know who was so damaged. He even ripped off his coat and glasses. The gentle and elegant young man suddenly turned into a miserable little boy. Before he could figure out the situation, he was surrounded by people and carried into the game room. , after showing off a game of wheel battles against him.

   Seriously strikes the enemy's spirit.

   Finally, in the early morning, the other party couldn't hold back and begged for mercy, and was put to sleep.

   The whole tragedy.

  The tragedy caused by twenty dollars.

   "And I heard from your eldest brother that you gave him pocket money today?"

   Thinking of the barren 20 yuan, Xiaomai rubbed her hands together, feeling a little embarrassed.

  Have you forgotten the pie you drew for your mother last time?

   Zhang Zhi was only about to say it directly.

   It is not necessary to have these twenty dollars, but the main thing is not to suffer from widowhood but to suffer from unevenness.

   So she hinted: "What are you going to do today?"

  Little Nanny is obviously stunned, thinking about the twenty dollars, she does feel a little stingy, so she politely ignores the question and hugs her mother's neck.

   replied softly and tentatively: "Go downstairs and cook well?"

   On the 14th at 12:30 in the morning

   Work hard to make 30,000

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