MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 34 I am looking at you
Chapter 34 I'm 'watching' you
Little milk cub covered her face and deceived herself, she was a fluffy little powder dumpling.
And the old man hugged the rich man wearing a red pendant with a happy face.
The surrounding guests were still watching.
At this time, the host was satisfied and the guests should compliment appropriately, but everyone looked at Rong Qing and couldn't say the compliment.
The Qinggui youth is rarely helpless, "So I'm digging a hole and jumping for myself."
In the next second, the little boy raised his hand, and Yubai held the black pendant with his fingertips and put it on his neck.
Compared with his previous approach, this temper is a bit too good.
And Xiao Nijin opened the gap between her little fingers covering her face and observed Rong Qing's expression from the gap.
"Thank you Jinjin, my brother likes it very much."
The banquet hall is brightly lit.
scattered on the face of the boy in Tang suit from top to bottom, obviously still a little childish, but the brow bone is cold, with a small smile, there is a trace of unruly hidden in the Buddha nature, and every move is glorious.
is very in line with Xiao Nianjin's aesthetic.
The little dumpling couldn't help but smile.
"Brother, you have to wear it well, it's reliable, it's very useful!"
is different from the simple, strong, and extraordinarily straightforward joy of ordinary five-year-old cubs. When the little guy is happy, it also gives people a sense of cuteness that is not too much.
That kind of proud little arrogance, if she can have a small tail behind her, I am afraid it will be raised now.
"Suitable! Really suitable!"
After the exchange here, the guests woke up from a dream and nodded in praise.
The birthday party continued in an orderly manner.
Tang Wenhuo also took a piece of apricot cake in his arms and walked to the side to sit down.
The tall man lowered his eyelashes, and the frame of his golden glasses reflected a shrewd light under the banquet lights.
Apricots are too sour, and eating too much is bad for the stomach. With the Tang family's attention to Tang Jin, they soon noticed that the mainstay of the Sanqing Taoist Temple has no self-control over dried apricots, and now strictly limits the daily dosage of the little cubs.
At this moment, the little milk cub's eyes were shining, and her eyes were secretly chasing after the apricot cake, and she also pretended to be reserved and calm.
The soft and glutinous voice is milky and milky.
"elder brother."
At this time, I remembered that it was my brother.
Tang Wenhuo forked a piece of cake and shook it in front of Xiaomajin, seduced her, and deliberately asked her.
"Today, just thinking about protecting other people's little brother?"
The gentle and elegant man chuckled, and his face seemed to be glowing perfectly. Xiaoyan controlled the cake and looked at the face of his eldest brother.
tilted his little head and thought about it.
looked away from the cake, and his fleshy little hands held Tang Wenhuo's face.
The oldest and extremely capable, the young man who always stood in front of his younger siblings heard such a sentence.
Simple and soft, straightforward to romance that has nothing to do with love.
"No, if my brother is bullied, I have to tell Jinjin as soon as possible."
The soft pink cheeks, the small pear vortex are sweet, and the temperature of the child's palm is slightly hot.
"I will protect my brother today."
—cute to explode.
Tang Wenhuo fed the cake into Tang Jin's mouth, and was coaxed into dizziness again.
***
The night was very low and deep.
Rong Yinghuang came out of the banquet hall, only a few staff members came up to ask a few questions.
His pace was hurried and flustered.
also tried to contact Yi Enyang.
But the other party has been taken away by the police, and the phone is not answered.
The irritability and panic in my heart spread.
The feeling of someone behind him watching him became stronger and stronger.
While trying to contact other Feng Shui metaphysicians, he comforted himself that he was fine, and quickly returned from the banquet hall to the Rong Family Courtyard.
The corridors of the compound are all lit.
There are also staff responsible for security and cleaning in each small building.
Obviously everything seemed so peaceful.
As if being chased by someone, he hurried back to his room, closed the door, there was a talisman at the door, and there was a long sword with a black handle opposite the door. The peach wood pendant hung down and gave it to him A bit of security.
All the lights in the house were turned on, and he was short of breath and laughed slyly.
"It's all a lie."
The phone vibrates several times continuously.
He bowed his head.
is the message from his parents who asked him why he left the birthday party early.
Rong Yinghuang was too lazy to pay attention, the weather was hot, he was nervous and guilty, and he was sweating.
He turned and walked into the bathroom, wanting to wash off the stickiness from his face and wake himself up.
He just closed his eyes, and he opened them again in a flash.
He looked up, the light was still on—
"Illusion...?"
The moment he closed his eyes just now, it was dark in front of him, and he thought the light above his head had gone out.
bowed his head and held up the water again, swiping his face.
The cool feeling faded away, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his hair suddenly hurt, as if something had grabbed it badly.
"what!"
He raised his eyes in a panic, and opened them against the sourness of the water flowing into his eyes.
I saw clearly this time—
A pale face with empty eyes stood in front of him.
She climbed behind him, staring at his face with her empty eye sockets, rubbing her hands on his face, the cold touch hit him, with a stench, covering his eyes.
"It's you...it's you...I'm 'watching' you..."
The woman gave a big smile, "I found you..."
The feeling of being stared at all the time is really not an illusion—
From the very beginning, I was not sure which one it was, I just stared from a distance, until I found the wrong person, then I gradually became sure, and I got closer and stared, and finally I just climbed on him and checked it carefully. .
confirmed-
The female voice is hoarse and faint.
"My eyes hurt so much...why...do you do this?"
"Ahhhh!!"
After a brief lack of thought he cried out.
A pair of pale hands grabbed his neck and restrained his screaming, as if it was very interesting, with a low sneer, when he was about to lack oxygen, he loosened his neck again, repeated several times.
Rong Yinghuang became incontinent, trembling all over, and finally blacked out.
***
Finished eating a piece of cake.
Tang Jin still licked the corners of his lips a little bit.
The big cat pupils chased the cake cart, looking like a greedy cat.
Rong Qing and Rong Yinghui were sitting next to them.
This time, the old man simply wanted to hold a birthday party, and he didn't need Rong Qing to entertain.
Instead of communicating with those people, Rong Qing lowered his eyes to look at the Buddha beads on his wrist, and then glanced at Xiao Nianjin over there.
I think it’s more interesting to sit here and watch this kid craving cake.
And Xiao Nijin's big cat pupils blinked, then turned her head suddenly and looked at her big brother.
"what time is it now?"
Tang Wenhuo glanced down at his watch.
"Seven forty-five."
"Those with a guilty conscience will start to have bad luck."
Little Nanny sighed softly today, and the little adults didn't know what she was sighing.
Rong Qing raised his eyes: "Unlucky? Are you talking about the fake Taoist priest and Rong Yinghuang just now?"
At this time, a man in a suit walked up to Rong Qing.
"Sir, the case has been closed and qualitative, a large number of wild animal carcasses have been found in Yi Enyang's house..."
The man glanced at Tang Wenhuo and Xiao Nianjin, hesitating to say anything.
It's late for the revision, there's another chapter in a while
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(end of this chapter)
