The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group's Favorite Boss Chapter 121

Chapter 121 It would be nice to be a real sister

Little Nanny has been very proficient in negotiating the price today, and the receipt code and the add-on code are placed and scanned.

heard the clear voice of incoming payment.

Danko, who was originally serious and serious, instantly smiled with his big cat eyes.

Set a time with the newly negotiated employer.

Rong Yinghui's cell phone rang.

He just picked up and saw something strange, not only did he not frighten his legs, but worried about the safety of the little dumpling, and followed the little dumpling to Yan Miao who jumped down from a height.

subconsciously took a look at the phone.

Uncle: 'Where did you go? '

Rong Yinghui: ...Fuck!

patronized the Pokémon platform, and then followed up to see what happened. He completely forgot about his uncle.

"Although the Rong family doesn't have much of a tune, who would have thought that Rong Xiangfan's lineage could have a Rong Qing."

"No, he was only six years old when he came into contact with these things. It's only been two or three years. It's really terrifying for later generations—"

Such discussions abound in every corner of the banquet.

Rong Qing is still in a Tang suit, and the business affairs have come to an end for the time being.

Although he is the ruler of the Rong family, he is still young after all, and there is no one who will really let an eight or nine-year-old boy stay up until midnight with them.

So we just went through the motions, and Mr. Rong took over the rest.

When the little dumpling entered the door, he saw the young man leaning on the side, finding a trace of peace in the hustle and bustle, slightly lowered his head, raised his ink-splashed eyes, and embellished a clean face.

Especially under the light.

The dragon on his body, which was embroidered with gold threads, shone brightly.

The simple necklace dangling from his neck also matched his elegant temperament.

The little dumpling was 'seduced' by the beauty and looked straight.

nice!

Every time I see Brother Jin, I think that Brother Jin is very handsome!

Rong Qing saw someone and came over to say hello to Tang Chuang.

Rong Yinghui smirked beside him.

The old father looked at the young boy in front of him. In fact, according to their seniority, the two were considered equal peers, and their abilities were indeed powerful. Even though they were too young, sometimes Tang Chuang could not help but wonder how this kid's brain grew.

And the little chubby cub in his arms struggled, trying to land from his father's arms and find her little brother, the gold master, to play happily with him.

How long has this little stinky cub been held by him? Are you attracted to other people?

The old father really wanted to pat this little cub's ass.

Just a child.

No matter how calm and powerful she is, what she understands is what she is in the industry. In fact, she is just a calmer and more powerful child. It is normal to think about playing all day.

Just like this, the old father persuaded himself and put the little dumpling down on the ground.

And this little cub was really unreserved, and with a smile, looked at his big gold master, stretched out his hand and took him with others.

Rong Qing was held by this little dumpling who was quite familiar every time he met, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips even more.

"Are you doing business again today?"

He obviously saw Yan Miao who separated from them after entering the banquet hall.

"Well," Tang Jin nodded his head, very rigorous, "It's a big business."

The little dumpling was handed over to Rong Qing, but Tang Chuang didn't follow the two little ones all the time, as long as he could see his own cubs.

Rong Qing led her to the dining area.

The cat hat on her head that was buckled by Tang Chuang fell off with the shaking of her little head, revealing that very conspicuous little bald head.

Rong Qing thought for a moment—

"Where's the rich and noble?"

The little dumpling has already started looking for that little black dog.

"I'm with my uncle. You can play with him later."

Rong Qing brought some snacks for Xiao Tuanzi, took two drinks, and sat in the rest area.

Looking at the juice in Rong Qing's glass, Xiaomajin also looked at the champagne between the business people's entertainment.

Especially Rong Qing took a sip of the mango juice, her cold white skin and crimson lips had light traces of juice printed on the corners of her lips. She noticed her gaze and looked over, asking silently what was wrong.

The image of the little brother who is calm and steady, as if the ghosts will not panic when he is in front of him, seems to have collapsed a little, and has become inexplicably cute.

Little Nanny's face is serious today, and she praises seriously: "Brother, you look so good-looking!"

That kind of tone of pure and direct appreciation.

It's natural to be biased because you are good-looking, but it doesn't make people feel offended at all.

Rong Qing touched his face subconsciously, and was somewhat amused, and opened the box that the waiter had just brought to the side.

His playfulness also came up.

"Jinjin has given me so many gifts, and I'll give back to Jinjin as well. Close your eyes today."

Something pressed down on his head.

Little Nanny opened her eyes today, reached out and touched her little head.

The soft touch of the plush is buckled on his head.

Rong Qing looked at the snow-white rabbit ear plush hat with satisfaction and nodded.

pushed the box in his arms over.

There are several colors of hats inside.

His voice was laughing.

"I knitted it myself."

Tang Jin: !

seems to be inadvertently—

"Not only hats, but also other things for you. What color do you like today?"

Little Nanny made an ignorant and amazed voice today.

The little dumpling snorted and asked what he could do.

Rong Qing replied with a smile.

"Wow-"

In Xiao Nianjin's heart, the tall and straight figure of the golden master's brother has grown taller and taller.

And Rong Qing looked at the little dumpling with bright eyes, and finally, the poised and calm boy couldn't hold back, raised his hand and gently touched the head of the little milk dumpling.

If this is my own sister, I can see it every day, how interesting would life be?

"Dad, I was about to let Yan Miao not pursue it, but do you remember that little lady from the Tang family who came to the last time when grandpa gave that dog's birthday banquet? She screwed up!"

After Rong Yayuan was dismantled, she couldn't help but feel furious, she couldn't think of any other way to let Yan Miao let go.

hurried out the door.

She is already in her second year of sophomore year. Apart from the dormitory, she also owns real estate outside. She doesn't usually live in the Rong family mansion.

After such a commotion today, naturally she couldn't stay at the banquet, and she didn't have the energy to deal with other people. She was extremely restless, and after thinking a lot of words, she called her father.

"If you can't do it, you can't do it. What excuse do you make? I've spent a lot of money to cooperate with you, and even a sophomore can't do it? Why are you such a waste?"

The tone on the phone was already quite bad.

It could be heard that he should still be at the banquet and wants to get in touch with business partners who can cooperate, so he is very impatient to deal with these things.

was followed by a series of slurs.

After finished speaking, let her think of a way to hang up the phone directly.

Rong Yayuan pursed the corners of his lips tightly, gritted his teeth, and his eyes were a little red.

squeezed the phone and cursed back at the phone with a sharp voice.

"The horse rider, if it wasn't for your sons, I wouldn't have to do this—"

Unexpectedly! Brother Rong finally knitted almost all the colors!

True virtuous 【bushi】

It's still later, let's see when the revision will be, and post more before noon at the latest

Babies go to bed first

Ann

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