MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 595 The arrangement is too clear

  Chapter 595 is arranged too clearly

  They must want to achieve something as soon as possible.

  Even if it wasn't Xian Ming's goal, it should be the goal of those people who followed Xian Ming.

  For example, Chi Nuan, or the boss of the Wenwan shop who created incidents in the style of touching porcelain, and then stored the resentful souls of others in emeralds.

   And the traces here all point to Chi Nuan.

  What exactly does Chi Nuan want to do?

   "It's a bit too silly to move an ordinary person while leaving little brother alone."

  Little Naijin raised her hand and hammered her little head.

  Then Rong Qing grabbed her little hand.

   "Today you go to bed and sleep."

"Why?"

   "Brother carry you?"

  Rong Qing smiled gently.

   "No, today you can go by yourself!"

  The little squeamish bag can walk by itself!

  Rong Qing nodded and straightened up.

  Actually, it is a little bit reluctant for a ten-year-old child to hug a five- or six-year-old child.

   But Rong Qing is tall and growing fast, and Xiao Nai has always been a small one. I feel that there is also a reason for being sick when I was a child. She has always been short, a bit shorter than her peers.

   It is just right for Rong Qing to hold her like this.

   I'm just a little worried about whether this little guy can grow taller.

  After all, looking at this messy bunch of things, it is obviously not easy to handle.

  Especially these evil spirits, they always like to come and go at night.

  The little guy is always running around outside during the time when he can sleep and grow taller.

  When the little guy sat on the bed, was pressed down by Rong Qing, covered with a thin quilt, and the small light by the bed was turned on.

  She just realized in a daze, as if something was wrong.

  The various thoughts and thoughts of the little guy are very smooth, just like adults, but he is still a child. When he is focusing on one thing, it is easy to ignore the less important things next to him.

  So until staring at the ceiling above his head, and the warm lights around him, when sleepiness swept over him, the little guy was a little confused.

   "Hey? Didn't you say I slept on the sofa?"

  Why did she go to bed all of a sudden?

   Rong Qing, who successfully put the little guy on the bed, leaned on the sofa and turned on another small light.

  He casually put on a coat.

   "I just received a message, there are some things to deal with, you go to bed first."

  His voice is the kind of clear ending with a hint of immature juvenile tone.

   Like him, he is very reliable overall.

  The little guy turned over, circled his little body, faced Rong Qing, and tilted his little head in doubt.

   "Take care of the problem at this time, little brother, you are not afraid of losing your hair."

  Why did you bring back the aspect of hair loss again?

  Rong Qing tapped his fingertips on the keyboard, and while answering, he also paid attention to the situation of Xiao Naijin.

  Hearing this, he touched the lush hair on the top of his head suspiciously.

very good.

  There is no crisis of hair loss for the time being.

  Then he listened to the little guy's dazed opening.

   "Little brother, you should go to bed early later. It is very important to have a good rest every day. The main reason is that there are still villains who are eyeing you and staring at your body and soul!"

   What the little guy said really made people wonder how to respond.

   "That's really bad—"

  Rong Qing basically used the tone of coaxing children, following what Naijin said.

  Fingertips are still beating fast on the keyboard.

  The tiny crackling sound of typing quickly made Naijin even more drowsy.

   And the bed has been slept by Rong Qing for a while.

  There is a faint smell of sandalwood on it, which is also very soothing and sleep-promoting.

   It's still a little fresh, it should be something containing mint when I brush my teeth or wash my face at night.

   "Yes—"

  Naijin's voice gradually lowered.

For human cubs, it is easy to fall asleep at night if they sleep a lot during the day, but the main thing is that the little milk has done various exercises after waking up in the middle of the night. The sound of the clear keyboard is accompanied by the ear.

   It is very hypnotic.

   The little guy who had almost forgotten his purpose of staying in Rong Qing's room yawned again, smashed his mouth, and hugged the quilt a little tighter.

  The human cub is about to fall asleep.

  The only bit of rationality is struggling with sleepiness.

  So the words that came out were soft and soft.

   "But they're not bad enough—"

   "Not bad enough?"

  Rong Qing didn't lift his head.

   "Then what is bad?"

"If I were a bad guy, I'd stare at you the moment you got off the plane, little brother, watch you enter the hotel, and then start planning—drag you away with vines before we come, and let the bloodletting summon the beast , it must be very scary—”

  The little guy talked one after another.

   "Flesh and bones can also summon other things. Although it is not safe enough and there is a risk of exposure, there are still many benefits—"

  Rong Qing stopped his hand and looked up at the little guy.

  Drag away, let out blood, blood is used to summon beasts, and flesh and blood are used to summon other things—

   This is assigned to him?

   Yes, thank you very much.

  Rong Qing pulled the corner of his lips.

  Fortunately, you were educated to follow the right path. If you were not on the right path, you would have to be lawless.

  At this moment, the little guy was already asleep, but not so deeply asleep, his little body rolled over, and his little hands and feet kicked.

   "Drag away—drag away—"

  Drag them back to Sanqing Taoist Temple to be their supervisors, and build them a particularly nice house!

  Hey, but with Master's destiny and Rong Qing's hostility, will the house really be built by then?

  Rong Qing had already walked up to Tang Jin's side, looking down at the little guy who fell asleep and didn't know what he was worried about.

  The brows were tightly frowned, and the pretty and cute little face was wrinkled.

   What is this dream?

  Rong Qing clicked his tongue lightly.

   "You also arranged for me too properly."

   Still brought in like this?

  Dream about dragging him away?

   It's a bit too much.

  The little boy stretched out his hand, and little by little pulled back the stray quilt that Naijin had grabbed.

  The white fingertips rubbed the little guy's eyebrows.

  Rubbing her brows apart, she finally fell asleep peacefully again.

  Rong Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

  He touched the little guy's head gently with his hands.

  Bending down, gave the little guy a goodnight kiss on the forehead.

   "Good night, stop frowning dreams."

   As he spoke, he turned and walked back to the sofa, watching the news on the computer.

  The galaxy just sent made him frown quickly.

   Then he stood up with his mobile phone and walked to the balcony of the suite.

  The little boy stood in the darkness, looking down from the 18th floor. Some of the surrounding unbuilt facilities were lit with sporadic lights at night, and some seemed particularly quiet.

  (end of this chapter)