Four and a Half Years Old Prophet is Pampered by Ten Brothers Chapter 604

When it comes to sweets, the two brothers and sisters eat the same way.

Take a bite, squint your eyes as pleasant as a cat, and can't help but take another bite, showing an expression of enjoyment, take another bite.

One bite after bite, a piece of cake soon disappeared.

The big wild wolf expertly cut a piece for himself and his sister.

The two continued to eat.

There were constant knocks outside the door, and it seemed that I didn't know what to give up.

After hearing no response for a long time, Zien couldn't help but introduce himself loudly.

"Three young masters, don't you remember me? We used to be in the same school. From kindergarten to middle school, we all read together!"

The little milk baby turned to look at the big wild wolf.

It is difficult for her to imagine this older brother sitting in the classroom in class.

"San Gege, do you remember him?"

The big wild wolf shook his head honestly.

His memory of school is fighting.

Those people are all defeated, and he won't bother to remember defeats.

"Okay, but he is too annoying, and it affects Lele's cake."

Qin Xi blinked, put down the cake, and strode towards the door.

He opened the door, ignoring the appearance of the person outside, and roared fiercely, "Get out!"

The power is undiminished back then.

Qi En instantly recalled the fear of being dominated by Qin Xi back then.

When he was a student, it was a history of humiliation repaired by Qin Xi.

Now that I see Qin Xi again, the shadow hidden in my heart rises again, his legs are directly soft, and he almost kneels down to Qin Xi again.

The big wild wolf was about to close the door after roaring, but was caught by the fat man and squeezed in.

There was a flattering smile on his face.

"I heard that you have returned to China a long time ago. I haven't dared to find you a party, but I finally got up today..."

Qin Xi glanced at him and squeezed his hand bones.

Zien started to hurt all over.

"If you have something to say, Sanshou, I'm just sending you an invitation letter."

He quickly took out an invitation letter and introduced that it was a gathering of their second- and third-generation circles.

"Usually your elder brother does not take you to participate, you have to learn to fight for it yourself."

Zien said 'I'm good for you', and after putting down the invitation, he turned and ran.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he went out, and hurriedly called his uncle.

"I gave him the invitation letter."

The person on the other end of the phone is very satisfied, "He will definitely come to participate. No one wants to cultivate their own connections. You did a good job in this matter."

Qi En laughed a few times, and when he hung up, he couldn't help scratching his face again.

"Will he really participate?"

Looking back at Qin Xi's school days, Qi En always felt that his uncle made a mistake. However, he has completed the task, and his uncle will buy him a car, and he doesn't care about other things.

In the box, Qin Xi didn't even read the invitation letter, and threw it directly into the trash can, and continued to eat and drink with his sister.

What banquet can have fun with my sister?

Can he eat sweets in front of those people?

The next day, Zuo Xiao came to the door again and made an appointment to fight.

This time, he learned well.

"I transferred the money to you yesterday, and it will arrive later. Can you compare me directly?"

When the voice fell, a short message alert sounded.

The little milk baby looked down and grinned.

"It's the account, hit it!"

The little nanny will take the equipment from the room and rush out again, showing a warm smile on business.

"Where to fight? Is it the same as before? Or do you want to use the forbidden technique?"

The red-haired young man thought about it.

"No, just a duel."

The little milk baby shook her head and shook her head, already predicting the end of Bidou.

Zuo Xiao lost again.

He wasn't annoyed at all, but chased after asking a few words about the talisman paper of the little milk baby, why is it so powerful?

"The same talisman, your power is stronger."

The little milk baby quickly took out a pile.

"Then you want to study?"

Zuo Xiao reached for it and took a blank.

He frowned and stared at the little milk baby, "Don't you want to give it to me?"

"How can I give it for free?"

The big eyes were round and round, and the fleshy little face was incredible.

"Don't you know the quotation? A master of our level can sell any talisman at a sky-high price, and you can still get it for free?"

"Can you sell a lot of money?"

Zuo Xiao's breathing was stagnant, and he wrung his delicate brows to recall that when Cui Fei asked him to draw the talisman, he always gave it to each other in stacks.

"Tsk tsk, pitiful little."

The little milk baby was spitting out the system in her mind, while spreading common sense for this poor little girl.

"They are all in the Profound Clan, but most of them are very ordinary. They need to bathe and burn incense, sweep the offerings, and pray in meditation. One day, even ten and a half days, may not draw a talisman."

For example, her stupid brother Ji Ting, and Su He's attainments in Fuluo are almost in the same sky and the other on the ground.

Because of this, the silly brother came up with a trick.

When the opponent threw out the talisman and chanted the spell, he quickly interrupted the opponent, threw stones and bricks.

As long as his hand is faster, it is useless for the opponent to have talisman paper.

The red-haired young man was confused.

"But I drew a lot at random."

"That's why you are said to have been killed by Huagai. You were born to eat this kind of food, and you didn't get your eyes on it before. That's because your master didn't use the right method."

Zuo Xiao's face was dull.

He didn't ask the little nurse about the tricks, but took out his mobile phone, called up the calculator function, and began to calculate how much Cui Fei could sell his rune paper, and how much money he owed him.

Fighting with the little milk baby is too expensive, his savings will not last long, so he can only ask Cui Fei for it.

The left lunatic, who was immersed in the calculations, didn't see a little baby laughing and covering his mouth.

She climbed into the car and asked Gao Kai to send herself back.

Arrived in the yard, got out of the car, she wandered towards the gate again, and happened to see a maid walking over weeping.

To be precise, the maid still carried a medium-sized duffel bag.

"Hey, are you going to travel far?"

The maid looked at her, and her tears flowed even more happily.

"Little lady, I can't serve you in the future."

The little milk baby looked down at the little squirrel, then looked up at her, with a strange expression on her face.

"You haven't served Lele before?"

The maid choked and insisted on finishing the trick.

"I don't know what I did wrong. The butler will drive me away without saying hello to you. He is a slave and you are the master. How can you..."

The little fleshy hand stretched out to stop her from continuing.

"Our house is an employment system, so the one you said is not popular," the little milk baby stared at her face. "If you want to be a slave, you can find the master who matches you."

The maid cursed in her heart, didn't she say that children are cheating? Why isn't this doll fooled?

She was dismissed for arguing about her employer and couldn't continue to complete the task, so she wanted to start with someone else.

With so many Qin family members, the most soft-hearted and best lied are Ye Ru and the young lady.

She didn't have time to get close to Ye Ru, so she could only wait here deliberately, hoping to lie to the little nanny.

"Little Miss," the maid kept crying, "Something went wrong in my family. I was short of money and was fired. I don't know what to do. You are a kind person, you help..."

"Are you short of money?"

The little nurse pinched her fingers and looked at her weirdly.

"But you just got a windfall recently?"

Maid: "..." She stopped acting!

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