The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group's Favorite Boss Chapter 274

Chapter 274 I like fried rice stuffed dumplings

"Is it because of that kid's behavior at night?"

"Yes—" Xiao Daituan said with an innocent face, "No."

Zhang Jinfan was just about to take a breath, when he heard Tang Jin's second half sentence and became nervous again.

"And because the other party always sits on your neck from time to time during the day, in the long run, does my brother feel that your neck is sore?"

Zhang Jinfan looked at Tang Jin's dark cat pupils, and was instantly furred by Tang Jin's description.

I can't think of anything else at the moment.

"The driver at home is not here now. I'll ask the driver at home to pick up Xiaoxi after a while."

He is Tang Jin's cousin, it's nothing to live here, Fu Xi has nothing to do with the Tang family.

Although Zhang Jinfan felt that this younger sister was pitiful, and usually felt sorry for this younger sister, he was very clear on this kind of thing.

Tang Jin nodded calmly.

Auntie has already gone to arrange Zhang Jinfan's room, Tang Jin got up and prepared to go to the kitchen to bring his own freshly squeezed juice to drink.

Fan Xun is a bit autistic and is not willing to deal with others, especially strangers.

So he followed Xiao Nianjin's ass.

After looking at the small dumpling for a long time, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"The man didn't give money."

Tang Jin was drinking the juice while he turned his head to look.

"Attitude is not good either." It meant that within a few minutes of arriving at Tang's house, he questioned Tang Jin several times to Fu Xilai.

At first glance, he is disobedient.

The little brother who wanted to be obedient in front of his sister obviously didn't understand why he had to work hard for nothing.

Tang Jin stuffed another glass of juice into his hand.

"Brother just saw that blue-black handprint, right?"

Fan Xun nodded.

"Only the ghosts and ghosts who immediately turned into ghosts because of grievances and hatreds can leave such traces on people, that is to say, if you don't handle them well, there may be a troublesome thing to appear, and let the other party do things, wait for her to finish. Running away, it will be difficult to find her before she does something again."

Tang Jin spoke earnestly and calmly.

Suddenly his voice changed.

"Although I haven't said it now, I can give him a family price in the end."

Xiaocai Fan Tuanzi opened his mouth as a matter of course, as if he had already thought about it.

So in the end, Fan Xun squeezed the cup and felt that the juice was delicious.

And Fu Xi is sitting next to Zhang Jinfan at the moment, looking very insecure.

But he was actually quietly observing the surroundings.

The villa of the Tang family is different from that of the Zhang family, not only in the value of the location, but also in the atmosphere of the home.

In Tang's house, the aunts who work at home are all smiling, and the atmosphere around is very relaxed

It happened that the aunt of the Tang family asked Zhang Jinfan to take a look at the room arranged for him, to check if there was anything missing, and he could make up for it later.

Zhang Jinfan asked Fu Xi to wait here for a while.

In the living room, Fu Xi sat on the sofa and waited quietly.

There is no doubt that if you ask her which side the Zhang family and the Tang family prefer, it is naturally that the Tang family is better in all aspects.

The Tang family needs a feng shui metaphysician who can build momentum for the Tang family, and in her opinion, although her ability is not as good as Tang Jin's, it is not bad.

The most important thing is that Tang Jin has such a thick black qi behind him, and he doesn't know how long he can live.

Thinking of this, Fu Xi's attitude was a little pitiful.

After all, it won't last for a long time, it is indeed to follow Tang Jin more.

Tang Jin didn't go back to the small living room, Fan Xun came in with the juice and planned to get his book.

Fu Xi believes that Fan Xun is of the same kind as herself, and everything is for her own interests, and she can see that Fan Xun is still very unfamiliar in the Tang family, and he must not have a good relationship with him. Today's face speaks.

Thinking that this person might be useful to her in the future, Fu Xi suddenly spoke when Fan Xun got the book.

"Hello? My name is Fu Xi, are you Fan Xun? I've heard of you before."

The ten-year-old boy heard her voice and glanced over, with a little scrutiny, his attitude was a little indifferent, and his eyes were dark.

Those who watch for no reason are a little panicked.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to make friends with you. I think our two experiences are quite similar, except that I live in Zhang's house and you are in Tang's house."

Hearing the other party's conclusion, Fan Xun gently pulled the corner of his lower lip, half a smile.

I don't know what the same thing is.

Fan Xun didn't understand what the other party was thinking, but the attitude of the other party's gesture was very clear.

kept trying to send a friendly signal to him.

Fan Xun didn't really want to talk to him, so he just responded casually and continued to lower his head to pack his books.

He said very few words, and Fu Xiluo was a little unwilling.

And it's not realistic to tell people that Tang Jin might not live long with black aura on him when we first met.

had to talk a lot.

Fan Xun couldn't figure out what the other party was thinking. He only felt that there were hints and deep meanings in the other party's words, and the hints and deep meanings made the other party feel very proud, as if he had caught something incredible.

This made Fan Xun a little concerned and wanted to know what the other party wanted to express.

But after all, no one would think or dare to think in that direction, and no one would know that after seeing Tang Jin a few times, the result that Fu Xi gave was that the black qi might die soon after entering the body.

Who would dare to think about this riding horse? He didn't even think about this direction, so from Fan Xun's point of view, the other party was just confused and didn't know what he wanted to express.

It's just that the other party keeps talking about new topics in order to get close to the topic, close the distance.

Fan Xun was a little impatient at this moment, and he didn't plan to stay longer after holding the book.

Just took two steps before I heard her speak.

"The snacks here in the Tang family are well made and delicious. I like this very much. You should have come to the Tang family soon, right? Is there anything you like to eat?"

Seeing that Fan Xun was about to leave, Fu Xi subconsciously brought up another topic. He was struggling to decide whether to tell what he saw, but he saw the little boy who was tired of many things and couldn't take any interest. Turning around, this time he replied, and successfully interrupted Fu Xi's entanglement.

"Have."

His eyes were clear and serious.

"Dumplings stuffed with fried rice."

That was the best food he had ever eaten.

Fuxi: …? ? ?

what? What does fried rice taste like?

Should fried rice normally appear in dumplings as a filling?

Fu Xi was blindfolded, that is, in this neutral position, Fan Xun finished answering the question, bragged about how good his sister's fried rice-filled dumplings were, and finally left satisfied.

Fu Xi: ...I don't understand, but I'm shocked.

Everyone left, and Fu Xi didn't want to stay in the living room any longer, so he told the aunt here, confirmed the location of Zhang Jinfan's room, and went upstairs with his feet up.

There are few people in the Tang family today, and the surroundings are very quiet. When passing a room, Fu Xi suddenly paused and looked into the room.

This should be a house where all kinds of small objects and sundries are placed. There is a place inside, which is braving a little golden light that Fuxi has never seen before.

I may have been in a hurry these two days. After writing, there are parts of the plot that follow the outline and I have been unsatisfied. Aqing wants to sleep. Tomorrow morning, my brain is sober, and I will do a major overhaul. This is a part, and the remaining chapters will be in tomorrow. It will be sent together before noon (as soon as it is repaired)

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See you during the day

Ann

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