MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 42 "I treat children equally"
Chapter 42 "I treat children equally"
The sky was completely dark.
The stars are surrounded by a half-moon, and the extra light moonlight is projected from the glass skylight at the highest point of the hotel, and finally hidden in the bright light of the hotel.
The sound of frolic came.
The seven or eight young people who entered the hotel before were playing in the swimming pool.
After all, this place is developing. Although it has begun to take shape, there are still not many guests here.
In addition, it was late, and it was gradually falling into autumn. After dark, there were not many people in such a large swimming pool.
Tang Yan was wearing swimming trunks and sitting on the high stool at the bar by the shore. He casually wore a black sports shirt on his upper body. The zipper was not pulled, and his cold white skin revealed some of his strong muscles.
Tang Yan didn't follow him to play, he just sat at the bar and drank drinks.
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"Why didn't Brother Yan come down?"
"I heard that there seems to be a psychological shadow on such indoor pools. I didn't dare to ask. I heard from his junior high school classmates that he didn't even participate in outdoor swimming and drifting occasions in the past."
The voice of was very low, but there were still a few words that entered Tang Yan's ears.
It's late.
Tang Yan really couldn't stay any longer, not to mention the more he sat here, the more disturbed he remembered what the little dumpling said.
But just stood up.
felt something, along the hem of his clothes, and slipped into his back. Before he had time to panic, Tang Yan's eyes darkened.
***
On the issue of whether the little mermaid should kill the prince, Xiaomaijin discussed with her mother from various aspects—
succeeded in persuading Zhang Zhi.
The time is about the same, Tang Jin still wants to ask if Rong Qing is sleepy.
Nightmare is not a strong spirit. The only thing is to invade other people's dreams and make people sleep uneasy. If you are trapped by nightmares for a long time, you will be mentally weak in light, and disease will endanger your life in severe cases.
This spirit is clever and doesn't usually show up easily, but it will wait until you are tired and sleepy, and will disturb you when you are gradually entering a deep sleep.
is very annoying.
Thinking about the face of the big gold lord.
Little Nanny sighed today.
is always disturbed in the sweet sleep of black Chen, if she is sure to be annoyed, it is no wonder that the big money owner wants to fight someone.
"Mom, mom, today I'm going to work hard to make money. Mom is good at home. I'll go back today and tomorrow."
The little milk dumpling's cat's pupils were bright, and she leaned closer to the phone screen, tilted her little head for a moment, tried her best to reach out her hand, and compared her head with a heart - oh, no, with the length of this little short hand, it compares her head. .
Cute and cute draw pie for her mother.
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hung up the video communication.
Zhang Zhi was leaning against the bed, holding his mobile phone, and was stunned by Xiao Nianjin's cuteness.
One rolled over and stood up, looking at Tang Chuang who was sitting on the side holding the company report.
The woman's cat pupils are pure and beautiful, her brows are slightly raised, her hands are on the side of her face, and the gentle nail polish color complements her fair skin.
"Oh, Mr. Tang, when I was on the phone with Jinjin just now, I wished everyone would crowd over, but now I'm a hard-working workaholic again? Don't even look at me?"
The joke seemed arrogant, Tang Chuang tutted lightly, still holding the report, and was already sitting beside the bed.
The voice is obviously gentle, with a gentle tone crumpled in the deep magnetic.
"How dare I."
Zhang Zhi stood up and stretched out his hand to break his face over.
The two of them looked at each other and were very close.
The man let her do whatever she wanted, but he kept mumbling: "Old husband and wife, what are you doing?"
"You can really put on a show, my daughter slave."
Zhang Zhi wrinkled his nose, gave a disgust, and pushed his face away again.
Tang Chuang:…
"Whose daughter is a slave? I always treat several children the same!"
He was extra serious.
And you broke his face, so you pushed it back?
The door was knocked at this time.
Tang Chuang got up and walked to the door.
The door opened a crack.
Tang Wenhuo, who had worked overtime until this point before returning home, first looked at his father, smiled in his heart, and looked back at his mother.
The fox-like sly gentle man wearing gold glasses was very well behaved at the moment: "Mom, I'm back, why aren't I at home today?"
"The boy from the Rong family took him out. He just finished the video call. He can't come back tonight. He will be back tomorrow."
Tang Chuang said, pushing out Tang Wenhuo, who was assigned by him and the old man, and the father and son exchanged eyes.
When Tang Chuang came back, he saw Zhang Zhi hugging the pillow and huddled in the corner, covering his lips and smiling.
The tall man frowned and walked over, suppressing a shadow, the pressure was too strong, but Zhang Zhi was not afraid of him at all, and he touched his face with great interest.
"Brother Chuang, you can publish a book."
Tang Chuang was attacked by her again, screaming in a trance for a moment.
"what?"
"I have also thought of the title of the book for you. It's called "I treat children equally."
***
And the little baby who was remembered by the family just came out of his room.
Rong Qing sat at the table near the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room.
The computer is on the table.
The little boy put one hand in front of him, his white fingertips tapped on the table, his smooth black hair was pulled aside, a black Bluetooth headset was buckled on his ear bone, and his eyes fell on the computer screen.
He spoke calmly, unhurriedly, and spat out one after another professional terms that the little girl didn't understand today.
It seems that he is not sleepy yet.
The little milk dumpling yawned softly.
There is a little doubt about life in the round cat's eyes.
couldn't help holding his face and whispered: "What time do you usually go to bed? Aren't you afraid that you won't grow taller?"
This little milk voice is soft and low enough to make people inaudible.
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On the other side of the screen, Yung's executives who had to report to a meeting at this time because of a product error watched the young man stop.
They couldn't hear Xiao Nianjin's voice, but they couldn't help but mention it at this moment.
Especially the executive who was reporting.
But in the next second, they saw their current leader's eyebrows and eyes suddenly softened, his head turned sideways, his voice was extraordinarily gentle, and it spread to everyone's ears.
"Today, the milk has just been heated on the table, and there is sugar beside it to add it myself. Don't put too much."
Soft to pampering.
Everyone's curiosity reached its peak.
Is there anyone else in the house?
Today and today?
Who is Jin Jin?
And after Rong Qing finished saying this, he turned his head again, his tone recovered, and said lightly: "Continue."
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It looks like it will continue for a while.
Tang Jin drank half a glass of milk while holding a cup, and suddenly glanced outside.
"Brother, I'll go out and come back later."
The soft and waxy little milk sound came into everyone's ears along the microphone.
The atmosphere of the meeting was subtle for a moment.
This soft little voice-is a child staying with their boss? ?
Oh, yes, their boss is also a child.
Rong Qing didn't worry too much, and answered.
There are his people at every exit of the hotel. The monitoring is complete.
He looked at the person who was interrupted again.
This time, his tone was milder than before.
"My sister went out just now, you guys continue."
The first update, something happened today that annoyed Ah Qing, and there are two more updates that will be posted later
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(end of this chapter)
