MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 44 Life is not easy at a young age!
Chapter 44 At a young age, life is not easy!
The window that Tang Jin came in just now is a decorative window, so small that it is impossible for young people to go out there.
Tang Jin patted the door while thinking about how much compensation she would have to pay if the door was torn down by her.
Today is the backbone of such a big Taoist temple!
Know how to save when you are away from home.
It’s true that I realized that life is not easy at a very young age.
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These entertainment facilities in the hotel have just been closed for a while, and the staff has not yet finished get off work.
I heard a terrifying knock on the door.
reacted for a moment, and everyone's expressions changed.
Is there anyone else in the pool? !
"Oops! Quick, go open the door!"
Not long after their place opened, it was the time when they wanted to build up the trust of the public.
How did the person in charge do it? ! How could such a thing still happen?
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Hospital corridor.
In just one month, Xiao Nian has followed these disobedient people to the hospital several times.
The fleshy little face is close to the glass window, and the little hands are clawing at the cracks of the door to look inside.
With a particularly conspicuous little bald head, curled eyelashes, and a pink body, he was obviously sleepy, yawning, and his eyes were full of water. Tang Yan gradually calmed down.
Tang Yan's eyes were still fixed on the door.
Several little nurses stood not far away, all looking at the soft child with a smile on their faces.
The doctor came out and took the medical record book.
"Call Director Feng, the psychological stress is relatively serious, and psychological intervention is required. Who are the family members?"
The little milk dumpling stood at attention, raised his hands, milky voice.
"here."
Hearing the voice, the doctor paused, lowered his head, and looked at the little **** who were not yet thigh-high: …
The originally serious doctor coughed lightly, put his arms around the little brat's shoulders, and then raised his eyes to look around.
"Is this kid the only one in the family?"
"Looks like there's another—"
The doctor was just about to breathe a sigh of relief.
Rong Qing came out of the corner.
The little nurse added what she just said: "Children."
doctor:…
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explained to the doctor that Tang Yan's parents would arrive in about an hour.
Rong Qing took the little **** and arranged a new room near the hospital.
It's almost ten o'clock now, Tang Yan can wait until the family comes over, but not a small milk dumpling.
She yawned, as if she could fall asleep on a pillow.
In the room.
Rong Qing sat on the edge of the bed and looked at the little dumpling standing in front of him, his eyes full of moisture and luster.
"It doesn't matter, you go to bed first, and it doesn't matter if you deal with the nightmare tomorrow."
"no."
The little milk dumpling pressed Rong Qing's shoulder with one hand.
"Brother, don't worry, today and today are very honest, and there have been times when dealing with business late at night, even if...yawn...even if you are sleepy, you can make it not dare to make mistakes, it is absolutely reliable."
As he spoke, he pressed Rong Qing to the bed with his two little hands.
Not to mention, this strength is really not small.
Rong Qing was pressed onto the bed by her, sinking into the soft quilt.
The little milk dumpling yawned softly.
This small face and the force that pushes people down cannot be linked at all.
Looking at the ceiling above, Rong Qing's expression was a little dazed.
It is really rare to have such an experience.
But thinking about the glass she smashed, everything came back as a matter of course.
I don't know if it's reliable or not, but it looks so cute.
He no longer expressed any objections and became a conscientious and obedient donor.
Drowsiness creeps in.
It was already autumn, and the temperature would drop in a few days. He looked at the bright little bald head.
Wait until the autumn and winter season, this little head should be very cold.
The boy's soft hair fell on the white pillowcase.
- Requires a hat.
He looked like a plush material before.
The young man's side face is delicate, he thought casually, and fell into a deep sleep unconsciously.
The small dumplings worked hard to cheer up.
propped up her little body, sat on the edge of the bed and swayed, holding her little whisk in her arms, and whispered, "It's not that I never went out for business in the middle of the night before, why is it so sleepy today?"
Today, the little milk cub, who should have been sleeping obediently, was puzzled by several things in a row.
But soon, she watched Rong Qing's brows slowly wrinkle, and her fingertips irritably pressed the sheets under her.
Night is calm but never restful.
The small lamp at the head of the bed suddenly began to flicker on and off, and the shadow reflected by the light on the side of the bed fluttered and danced like a beast in the middle of the night.
With a huge size difference, I want to 'eat' the little **** who are sitting on the bedside "I don't know how tall the sky is"—
Tang Jin looked sideways at the wall in a daze.
Those more powerful spirits generally noticed that the pendant she gave to Rong Qing would not come close anymore, but this kind of spirits with weak abilities and brains always wanted to come together to show their sense of existence.
Tang Jin blinked his eyes, held his little whisk and tilted his little head.
A whisker landed on the wall, rolled out a dark mass, and slapped it on the ground.
The nightmare that was rolled out was a little stunned.
Xiao Nianjin stuck her head out and looked at it: "Are you scaring Jinjin?"
In the next instant, the small black mass was blown away by a whistle.
"You are bullying the honest dumplings, and I won't eat your **** today."
Little milk voice is domineering and fierce.
Nightmare retreats.
Rong Qing's brows gradually eased after he hadn't slept well for several days.
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A sound rang out.
Then there was no movement in the house.
The guards who were waiting outside listened carefully for a while, then carefully opened a crack in the door and looked in.
Rong Qing was covered with a thin quilt, her brows and eyes were tired, and the little boy slept very deeply.
and beside him.
The soft, small one also fell into the quilt, holding a small whisk in his hand.
Quietly, already asleep.
It's half past ten now.
It's time for the kids to go to bed.
The guards didn't dare to disturb, and carefully closed the door.
***
Half-dreaming and half-awake, Tang Jin only felt that he was being picked up by someone.
"Dad, lightly, will you hug me? Not to me."
"You go to the side, be quiet..."
Little Nanny half-opened her eyes in a daze.
I am too young, this time should be the time to fall asleep, Xiao Nianjin is not awake.
Half-opened his eyes, only vaguely felt as if he saw his father's face.
is very close.
A stinky face.
Not too happy.
The instinct to seek advantage and avoid disadvantage is buried in the heart of the little cub.
1:30.
First went to the hospital to follow up on Tang Yan's affairs, and when he came over, he saw his cubs sleeping beside them, and Tang Chuang's face darkened.
But when Xiaomai half opened his cat pupils, Tang Chuang subconsciously held his breath.
Then the little cub reached out and hugged his neck, and gave him a kiss.
Like her mother, dealing with Tang Chuang is an old-fashioned way.
But try lark.
Yesterday, I encountered a bad thing, I had a headache and panicked, and I felt that the state was not right, so I slowed down.
Come late, punish yourself for three cylinders - ton ton ton~
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(end of this chapter)
