Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

  Chapter 97 Accidents of Accidents

  Some gentle people don't need to be spied on.

   Even if you want it, you will not get it.

  Poke open the layers of hard shells, pry open the door that you tried to close, and reveal the beauty of it, but it’s good to just look at it alone.

  The translucent heat mixed with lingering brokenness can't stand the persistence at all.

   will eventually go to a beautiful feast, shattering an innocent peace.

   At that time, the Mu family

   A servant who was in a hurry ran into the main building in a hurry, but slammed into the butler's body.

   Butler Ji's already gloomy expression sank by two points, frowning and scolding,

   "What are you panicking about, what is your style?"

   Who knew this man was panting, with one hand on his knee and the other pointing out, he said with great effort,

   "There is someone from the Si family outside the housekeeper Ji!"

   "Sijia?!!!"

   Butler Ji's heart skipped a beat, and he remembered the news on the Internet

   He subconsciously glanced in the direction of the side hall, deliberately lowered his voice and said,

   "Don't make a sound, go out with me and have a look."

"Yes."

  At this time, outside the door

   The black nanny car was methodically parked in front of the main building.

   After a short while, the man with an unusually strong build got down, trotted to the back, and opened the car door.

   Steward Ji was standing at the door at this time, and immediately took a step forward when he saw this.

  But the hand that was originally raised to greet him, stopped in mid-air.

"This"

   His eyes widened in disbelief, looking at the scene in front of him, for a moment. He didn't know what to do.

   Now, in the nanny's car

  Si Qingchen bent down and walked down slowly.

   But not alone.

   At this moment, in his arms, he was holding a small bulge.

   Most of his body was covered by his overly large coat, only revealing a pair of slender ankles.

   The little guy seemed to be sleeping soundly and wanton, completely unaware of his situation.

   And when Si Qingchen stepped in, his arms suddenly wriggled a few times, he immediately stopped and looked down.

After   , everyone heard the sweet and glutinous voice wrapped in a thick nasal voice, and complained unconsciously like a spoiled child,

   "Si Qingchen~ Thirsty."

   "Well, don't move, I'll give you a drink later."

   When he was young, seeing that Mu Qingcheng had no intention of waking up, Si Qingchen threw the person upside down and continued to walk in.

   Steward Ji frowned, and didn't react sluggishly until the man came closer.

   He immediately led Si Qingchen in silently.

   A group of people had a very tacit understanding and at the same time lightened their pace, the speed was both slow and light, as if they were afraid of disturbing something.

only

   Just when the group of people just walked to the stairs, the little one who was held firmly in his arms lifted off his suit jacket impatiently.

   revealed a small face that was sleeping on a puff, and at the same time, he said intermittently,

   "Mouth. It hurts. You rascal."

  People, "."

  ****

On the other side of   , somewhere in the princess room

   The crackling fingers impatiently tapped the keyboard with the pink sticker.

  Because of the excessive force, even the broken diamonds on the fingernails were knocked off a few.

   But even so, it was still difficult to understand the hatred in his heart, and he kept repeating the same action over and over again.

   The page that was opened was closed within ten seconds. After repeating this for dozens of times, he finally threw the mouse in the other hand with a bang.

   Then, wow-

  The mouse hit the wall, and it shattered into several pieces in an instant.

   "How can there be no news? How can there be no news at all? These reporters are too useless!"

   A biting female voice resounded in the huge room, looking particularly ferocious.

   And after he couldn't find the news that should appear in the plan, this man's eyes turned and he had another plan.

   came to mind.

   When I didn't wait, the man immediately took out a mobile phone from the drawer, with a mean and sinister smile on his face, and made a call.

   Stream of Consciousness~~~

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   (end of this chapter)