MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 38 Is there anything she can't see?

  Chapter 38 Is there anything she can't see?

  The sun slanted from the door, shaking the graceful flower shadows.

living room.

   Zhang Zhi had already greeted the old man with a smile, and sat down with the little soft cub in his arms.

  Tang Chuang looked at his father's gloating eyes, and gave the suitcase in his hand to the servant at home.

  The house is filled with the fragrance of flowers, and there is a special light fragrance on Zhang Zhi.

  Tang Jin tilted his little head and rubbed his mother's neck softly.

   Then the little lord sighed.

  Zhang Zhi grew up with Tang Chuang since childhood and has always been relaxed in the Tang family.

   One big and one small, who were very similar, were sitting lazily on the sofa in the living room, watching Tang Chuang arrange everything.

   Suddenly, she heard her little girl's sigh, and she looked over.

   Mei's eyes widened slightly, her fingertips were light, as if she was afraid of breaking her, she squeezed the chubby little face with barely sensible strength.

   "What's the matter? You're young and you don't have hair, so you're quite sad."

   That voice was sweet and sloppy, full of pampering under the delicate taste.

   The little milk dumpling sighed softly and touched his mother's face.

   "Because some people are not very obedient, I really can't understand it now. I've said it so clearly. Why do some people have to be stupid."

   "You're just a five-year-old baby, you don't need to think so much. Even if the sky falls, let Dad give it to us. Anyway, he can be very good, maybe he can go to the sky."

   Tang Chuang, who just sat down beside Zhang Zhi:…

   And the little dumpling was supported by Zhang Zhi's waist, making her lean against her arms in another posture.

"Mommy mommy-"

  Little Milk Dumpling tried her best to stretch her face, but the slight twist of her body still revealed her restlessness, "Titch, Mom, you've met Jin Jin's Tickle."

  chi—

   Several people in the house couldn't help laughing.

  The housekeeper came in at this time.

   "Master, the client that Miss Jinjin said has arrived."

   "What customer?"

   Zhang Zhi didn't know how powerful his little cub was, so he only vaguely heard a few people talk about what her cub had learned in Taoism.

"It's Jinjin's client over at Sanqingshan," Tang Jin hugged Zhang Zhi's neck in a small voice, and mentioned things in his profession, the little milk dumpling's soft little pride makes people very fond of it "Jinjin is very reliable and can protect grandpa, father, mother..."

   is a five-year-old small milk dumpling.

   As he said this, he curled his eyelashes and counted his fingers.

   Zhang Zhi had a gentle smile in his eyes.

  Like many people at the beginning, she didn't take the children's words to heart.

   Until the other party entered the door, each little fairy, paid Tang Jin to take a look at their newly opened real estate and solve some problems.

   Zhang Zhicai's face remained unchanged, but his eyes were filled with surprise.

  —

   Sent people away, and after lunch, the old man also went upstairs to rest.

  Little milk was held on the bed by her mother today, and it was time to take a nap.

  Tang Chuang leaned against the door, looking at the big and small in the house.

   Zhang Zhi came over not long after.

"what happened?"

Tang Chuang lazily put on her waist, "Isn't that what you saw, your baby is amazing, you can see everything, from the problem of my head to the fall of her second aunt from a height, She is different from ordinary babies, and we don't need to worry too much."

   Zhang Zhi is not a mother who overdoses her children, but she can't help but pay more attention and love to her little daughter who has left home since childhood.

   "Just listen to what she says, people know a lot."

   "You know better than your father?"

  Zhang Zhi raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand, and patted his cheek lightly and touched again, still quite dissatisfied, "Didn't you say you were hospitalized? I think you are doing fine, you are not thin."

   Curtains were drawn.

   It was dark in the bedroom, and the two of them spoke at the door in a low voice. No one noticed that the little milk cub, who had closed his eyes, quietly lifted up the quilt, his big eyes blinking smartly.

   I saw my father hugging my mother's waist, went out the door in two steps, and closed the door.

  The little milk dumpling only watched the ending, tilted his head, lifted the quilt and sat up.

Isn't    just a kiss?

   Can't she be seen as the pillar of the Sanqing Taoist Temple?

  ***

  Rong Family Courtyard.

   A chaise longue sits under the thick green of a perennial pear tree.

  The young boy in Tang suit was lying on the reclining chair, calm and noble, not as immature as this age group.

   The breeze passed by, slightly moving the hair on his forehead, the shaking of the tree shadow sharply cut the semi-dark light and projected it on his beautiful face.

   "Uncle, the person has been sent away."

  Rong Qing opened his eyes, propped himself up slightly, and the beads on his wrist collided. When he got up, the pendant at the neckline was looming.

  Rong Yinghui stretched out his hand and scratched his little curly hair, "He can't see anymore, and his spirit is broken. He said he was sent abroad for recuperation, but he probably won't come back."

   In the face of the relative who almost killed him, he had no sympathy and only sighed.

   "Sure enough, it's the same as Jinjin's little fairy said, in the end he will lose his sight and lose his mind."

   "Did I tell you today?"

Rong Qing has been busy dealing with the things after the past few days. He just took a rest here before opening his eyes. His hair was a little messy, and he was a little angry when he woke up. He didn't smile when he woke up. Somewhat sharp, hearing this, he turned his head and glanced in the direction of Rong Yinghui.

   "Have you been in touch since then?"

   "Yeah, we've always been in touch."

   Rong Yinghui showed Rong Qing his chat history with Xiaomajin.

   I especially like the little dumpling, because the little dumpling began to think that if he had a younger sister, a younger sister like Xiao Nianjin must be a very good little boy with his eyes down.

  Thinking of the short communication with the little dumpling on his mobile phone.

   Take another look at the news on Rong Yinghui's phone.

   Rarely a little childish, Rong Qing tutted lightly, her face still gentle.

   "Today is amazing, there must be a lot of things to be busy with."

  'Little Curly Hair' is honest, and he also believes in his very young uncle. After thinking about it, he thinks so.

   "So don't disturb her when you have nothing to do."

   The little boy's voice was slow and clear, he stood up and walked into the house, with Rong Yinghui following him.

   Looking at Rong Qing's calm face, and listening to his slow and slow words, Rong Yinghui believed and nodded seriously.

   "Uncle, you are right."

   Send people away.

  Rong Qing took out his phone.

   sent a message to Xiaomajin.

  ‘Today, do you have time later? I have some small matters, and I want to ask you for help. Today is so powerful, and everything is negotiable. ’

The tone of    is extraordinarily cordial and courteous.

   As for why you sent a message to Xiaomajin so quickly?

   has just finished educating Rong Yinghui.

Mainly because-

  It is not good to look for anything.

  Rong Qing lowered her eyes, curled her long eyelashes, and her profile was calm and beautiful.

   But if there is something, it is another matter.

   Everyone is a win-win cooperation.

   Babies, we have tested the water, we are the first! happy! Ah Qing is arranging the follow-up outline in the past two days, so the progress of coding is a little slow.

   Then, because the pk will be uploaded tomorrow, the update will be adjusted uniformly. From tomorrow to next Monday, there will be three changes every day, which is equivalent to all kinds of additions being counted. Ah Qing has been working hard to find a fixed time to update these two days.

   Babies pk is very important, it's time to decide the fate of Xiaomai today

   Remember to leave a message to Ah Qing to vote

   Tomorrow, wait for Ah Qing to post the code after the third update, and watch it together.

   Refills for the babies, let's keep going

   First, let’s see you early tomorrow

   (end of this chapter)