Kung Fu Baby with 17 Doting Brothers-Chapter 717 - 710: Infinite Stream Master_2

Just as the little paw was itching to move, the system reminded her.

[Ancient Martial System: You’ve said it yourself, this milk tea was made by your seventh senior brother, your seventh senior brother.]

Tuanzi froze, looking up at the seventh senior brother who was busily working with his back to her.

"Senior brother, what were you thinking about when you were making milk tea?"

The clever Little Heroine planned to study the side effects before deciding whether to drink it.

Turning into a chubby penguin, okay!

Turning into a little crybaby, not okay!

"Ah? I wasn’t really thinking about anything, just hoping everyone would face their true self and open their hearts."

Tuanzi pondered for a moment; these side effects didn’t seem to be a big problem.

She’s always been herself!

Without hesitation, Tuanzi drank a cup.

Just like the milk tea bought outside, the homemade tea had a stronger tea aroma, wasn’t as sweet, and had a very satisfying aftertaste.

After drinking a cup, Tuanzi finally heard some commotion from outside the door.

Happily hugging the big bottle, she walked out.

When she reached the living room, she found several senior brothers crowded at the door, each with a complex expression.

"Hey? Why is one missing?"

Tuanzi counted and found that the ninth senior brother was missing.

Duan Xiayou looked bleak, "He’s in the yard, still walking."

Li Zhou, who could run extremely fast, was feeling anxious, "Even ants walk faster than him!"

But, he couldn’t just leave the new ’junior sister’ behind, so he had to walk with her, getting more anxious without being able to urge her. The other party wasn’t the second senior brother.

East Gate East emerged and collapsed on the sofa, "I shouldn’t have been curious, it’s exhausting."

He used to know that the journey was tiring due to its length, but now he realized that walking slowly was also exhausting. His brain was saying to walk even slower, but his legs were unconsciously speeding up. It was a battle between the brain and the legs!

Only Ji Zhangzhuo didn’t complain, standing at the door with arms crossed, watching his intriguing fellow disciples.

Wavy long hair, red lips, a red dress, high heels, a great figure, but something didn’t seem right.

He glanced sideways at Duan Xiayou who was calmly changing shoes, "Isn’t the ninth junior sister too tall? Her net height must be at least 180 cm, and these high heels must be at least 7 cm, right?"

Duan Xiayou imitated the little junior sister, with an innocent face, "What good is asking me?"

Tuanzi, who had been eavesdropping, realized that the eldest brother knew she was lying and played along.

"Hehe~"

She chuckled to herself and poured milk tea for everyone.

East Gate East and Li Zhou both drank.

Ji Zhangzhuo, who was somewhat suspicious, picked up a cup and drank it down in one gulp.

Tuanzi couldn’t help but roll her eyes, "Second senior brother, are you drinking alcohol?"

Ji Zhangzhuo beckoned to her.

Instinctively, Tuanzi stepped back to the side, nervously picked up two cups of milk tea, and handed them to Duan Xiayou and Yu Weixiao separately.

Duan Xiayou took it directly, while Yu Weixiao stared at her with those shimmering eyes for seven or eight seconds, before slowly reaching out, and after another seven or eight seconds, finally touched the glass.

Tuanzi was about to go mad.

"Otherwise, should Miaomiao feed you?"

At the speed of the ninth senior brother, when would he finish drinking?

Yu Weixiao looked at her again, five or six seconds later, and slowly nodded.

Unable to wait any longer, Tuanzi leaped forward, grabbed the glass, and prepared to pour it into his mouth. After pouring a bit, she found the milk tea spilling by itself.

"Ah ah ah, swallow it already!"

In the midst of chaos, Yu Weixiao managed to drink half a cup of milk tea.

Tuanzi and the others looked at him somewhat exhausted.

Since a new fellow disciple had arrived, they naturally wanted to ask about his experiences and interactions with the master. But Yu Weixiao’s speaking speed was painfully slow, and when they handed him pen and paper to write, his writing was even slower.

This kind of person sitting here unable to gather information was truly unbearable.

Tuanzi, half an impatient person, couldn’t help but run.

She ran to the yard, did a set of punches, and slowly returned to the house.

Upon entering, she noticed the atmosphere in the living room was not quite right, with several senior brothers all looking down.

"What happened?"

She jogged over and found Duan Xiayou lying on the ground, comfortably stretching his limbs, with a satisfied expression.

"I am a carpet."

He spoke cheerfully, "No matter where I go, I just lie down."

Tuanzi: "!"

She remembered the words of Zhen Haowei, surprised, "Eldest brother, in your heart, you see yourself as a carpet?"

[Ancient Martial System: Not even a person, that’s absolutely amazing]

While Duan Xiayou lay there comfortably, Ji Zhangzhuo instinctively took out his phone to take photos and record videos.

"Eldest brother’s embarrassing history, how rare, must keep for remembrance."

Tuanzi ’zoomed’ towards him, blinking, "Second senior brother, how do you feel right now?"