One Hundred and Eight Types of Newspaper Office

"Ximen Chuuxue! Take care of your son!" Chi Huo was furious, because Sun Xiuqing's son was so cute.He was always mischievous, and even pulled out the tomatoes that Chi Huo worked so hard to plant.

In this terrible age, let alone MSG, even pepper is a luxury.Ah, the tomato that was so hard to grow alive is Chi Huo's lifeblood!Tomato scrambled eggs, how to eat without tomatoes?

"Uncle Huang, take Chi Xue down for punishment." Ximen Chuuxue wiped his sword calmly, lowered his head and counted down silently.Three, two, one.

"Ximen Chuuxue, you dare to hit Chixue's ass. I will kill you!" Chi Huo flew to Ximen Chuuxue's side at the speed of light, looking down at him from a height.His anger level exploded, he lowered his head straight and stared at Ximen Chuuxue.

Put the sword back into the scabbard, "Just like before, kill me with your own hands?" Ximen Chuuxue was slightly sad, his eyes were full of sadness and grief.It's just that his fingers restlessly placed where they shouldn't be, rubbing Chi Huo's chest.

"╰_╯, it's broad daylight, fuck off! I want to prepare pastries for Ximen Chixue." Chi Huo didn't follow his trick at all, and turned to go to the kitchen on his own.Hehe, he has been playing this trick for several years, and I still believe there are ghosts!

"Tsk tsk, I'm going to retreat to practice!" Ximen Chuuxue got up calmly, and walked towards the retreat road in the west.Suddenly, he stopped suddenly.Because he had already been grabbed by Chi Huo's arm.Silently, Chi Huo carried him into the house and threw him on the bed.

"Hehe, what are you thinking about? I have to take good care of you!" Chi Huo pounced on him as soon as he finished speaking!

Outside the door, there is a cute baby.The thieves came out, and he turned around and asked Uncle Huang behind him, "Am I doing well?"

Uncle Huang smiled at Mimi and nodded, "Very good, young master." The owner of the villa is very shy, and it is impossible to take the initiative to attack; the wife is so concerned about the old knot, she can't let go.Now they are so good!

"Young master, there are cakes in the kitchen for the next meal, now go with the old servant!"

"Oh, good!" Ximen Chixue, who was only seven years old, held the sword coldly, nodded, and then jumped away happily! It was really cool for only three seconds!

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