Master Fu Has Spoiled the Little Baby

   Chapter 171 But I don't drive

   Xiao Niuban sniffed, trying to free her feet that Su Chenxian was holding tightly, but her body strength after the mutation was too weak, and her hair didn't even move.

   "You don't come, tell me, what's the matter?" The strength is not as strong as this man, the little milk bag simply gave up the struggle, and asked in a milky voice.

   Becomes the warm white of a small milk bag, which is a little less majestic and gives people a feeling of closeness.

   Otherwise, Su Chenxian would not dare to be so reckless.

Su Chenxian pretended to wipe a few drops of 'tears', and said in a green tea tone, "Master W, you have to decide for others, Xiao Qinzi stole half of my salary, but they worked hard for a month. What's your salary~"

   Hearing the words, the corner of Xiao Nipiao's mouth twitched, and even Xiao Mo with a heavy face just now couldn't help laughing.

   "Fuck! You didn't pay me back the money you owed me last month, so it's pretty good that I'll keep half of it for you!" An evil voice suddenly sounded at the door of the room, and when he looked up, he saw Qin Jian leaning against the door frame.

   He was holding a stack of red grandpa Mao in his hand.

   It's okay not to look at the red-haired grandpa, but when he sees Su Chenxian, it's even more uncomfortable, and pulling the little guy's feet is even tighter!

   "Hey! Look, Mr. W, Xiao Qinzi is too much!"

   Looking at these two enemies, the corner of Xiao Nipiao's mouth twitched again.

Putting the red-haired grandpa in his pocket, he closed the door, Qin Jian's evil face changed slightly, walked straight towards Wen Bai, and stopped: "Master W, Lao Hei sent me a message saying that you are in China. The country has encountered a crocodile python?"

   "What?! Crocodile python?!" Su Chenxian's expression changed suddenly, and she suddenly stood up.

"In a deep pool in the uninhabited mountain gorge next to Meiling Mountain, I killed ten crocodile pythons that day. Fairy, if you have time, take someone over to take a look." Shaking separately.

Su Chenxian nodded, and suddenly thought of something, Erha leaned his cat's waist to the side of the small milk bag, rested his chin on the armrest of the sofa, and looked at Wen Bai: "Master W, I have already entered the finals of the domestic UV racing cup competition. The next time will be held in Haicheng, do you want to come and cheer for me?"

  Little Milk Bun took out a mango-flavored toffee, nodded her head, held the toffee in one hand and gave him a comparison: "OK~ When are you going to race?"

   Peeling off the candy wrapper, the little milk bag bit the toffee into her mouth, looking at him and asking.

"Next Monday." Su Chenxian stretched out his slender fingers to count, and then said slowly, "By the way, Mr. W, I heard from Lao Hei that you used to be a thief in racing cars, please teach me if you have time~ "

   "I heard that there is a new racing track on the No. 1 road, will we go together then?"

   Hearing that, the little guy's action of biting the candy paused, then glanced at Xiao Mo, who was sitting beside him with a mild smile, then immediately closed his eyes, and twitched his waist: "Okay, but I don't drive."

   She drives ordinary cars, but she hasn't touched a racing car for three years.

   And it was because of the racing that Wen Bai had a dispute with Mr. Wen, and he hasn't gone back for more than three years.

  Although I was a little disappointed to hear Wen Bai say not to drive, Su Chenxian was already satisfied that she could come to teach him.

   Xiao Nipao didn't go back tonight. After chatting with Su Chenxian and the others, they played a few more games, and then she forgot the time. She asked Xiao Mo to send a message to Fu Yanwang and fell asleep in Huasheng.

   In the evening, the Fu family's old house.

   King Fu Yan was sitting on the sofa with a notebook resting on his slender lap, but the man's deep and gloomy eyes fell on the screen of the mobile phone he was holding.

   Looking at the message sent by Xiao Mo, his long and thick eyelashes trembled, covering the lazy irritability surging at the bottom of his eyes.

   He put the phone aside, his fingers with clear knuckles loosened the slightly tight collar, the warm light was turned on, the lines were smooth and glowing, like the hand of God.

   (end of this chapter)