Tigers ban coveting

Netizens looked at the imposing little white tiger, and looked up at the chandelier solemnly, with gleams in their eyes.

The eagerness to try is written all over his face, which looks like it's for real.

[Xinxin, I don’t allow you to learn such greasy words, less surfing, less surfing! 】

[But what did you do wrong with such an expensive lamp? ? 】

【Son, how did mother educate you, don't waste extravagance】

[After you beat the lamp, Ling Junhan will probably come back and beat you]

[Smash it as much as you want, loudly, just to dispel father's anger towards Linggou]

Duan Wuxin jumped onto the desk with a kick of his calf, and was about to bounce off to take off when his tail was caught off guard by Xiaobai.

The robot arm exerted force, dodging left and right to avoid the little white tiger's counterattack, "Don't smash it, the young master will be angry."

"Will he... really be angry?" Duan Wuxin was pinched to a weak point, and suddenly became wilted.

Lowering his head, he muttered in a low voice: "But I will pay for it."

Being stingy, it's not that you don't give money!

Xiaobai nodded decisively, and used the mechanical arm to push the restless little white tiger back into the chair, "That's his favorite lamp, it's custom made, you can't buy the same one."

"Oh, forget it." Duan Wuxin pouted, giving up the idea of ​​smashing the lamp for a second.

You can do whatever you want, but you can't make Ling Junhan angry.

Survival secrets, thoroughly familiar with the heart.

Barrage:【? ?If Ling Junhan is going to get angry, why don't you smash it?what's wrong with you? 】

"Under the fence," Duan Wuxin licked the hair that was scratched by Xiaobai, and sighed, "There is no way."

I don't bother to explain, and I don't understand.

He stood up, fiddled with the desk lamp on the table with his palm, and wanted to ask how he could earn more tips.

The little Jiujiu in his heart was ashamed to speak, and the tiger claws grabbed the table lamp hanging rope to turn it on and off: "Now the live broadcast is long, I don't know what to do, it's so boring."

[If you're bored, I'll enroll you in a cram school and take the university entrance exam next year]

【Looking at my son reading so seriously yesterday, I think it is learning material】

[Have given a reward of [-], for my son's tuition fee, you're welcome]

[I will pay you [-], and then buy a learning machine, where you can’t click anywhere]

[I just placed an order for a stack of Five-Three, and it has already been sent to the Marshal's Mansion]

Duan Wuxin: "..."

Wait, are you devils?

Why is the painting style different from other live broadcast rooms?

He stared at the reward bar that began to scroll, and the three views collapsed and reshaped. It is too difficult to guess the thoughts of this year's netizens.

"If I study hard, will you reward me more?" Duan Wuxin asked sincerely.

[Son is short of money recently? ? ? 】

[Impossible, the money my son earns can buy 38 sets of other wilds in the Galaxy]

"...Need." Duan Wuxin threw back his tiger's head and smashed the pot, "If you eat someone else's house, you have to pay."

The majority of fans were shocked by the awakening of an animal.

Even cute pets don't eat soft food these days, is there any reason?

Another person made a weak suggestion:

[Xinxin, if you let us make wishes all day long, your tipping list will explode]

【Seconded】

【Seconded】

【Seconded】

Duan Wuxin glanced at him, snorted coldly, and thought: Stupid human beings.

Making a wish is to do good deeds every day, but too many burdens will crowd out his poor luck.

Originally, being next to Ling Junhan was just to make life easier, why would he be so stupid?

Duan Wuxin pursed his lips tightly and squeezed out a few words against his will: "No, I love studying."

Isn't it just reading?Isn't it just a question?

Anyway, I can recognize the characters, so it's no big deal.

He leaned on the recliner, slowly thinking about the possibilities: "What book should I start with?"

【Sensible Analysis, First Grade Primary School】

[It's humiliating, I think with his IQ, let's start from the first day of junior high school]

[You want a tiger to study, are you crazy? 】

[I think Xinxin is already very fluent in recognizing characters now, why not learn a small language! 】

[It's late, and I finally succeeded in fishing, how can he talk? ? ? 】

Duan Wuxin realized later that this group of people had bad intentions to squeeze him, and their expressions gradually became a little displeased.

Forget it, it’s useless to ask.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the corner of the desk, and dragged out the fighting book that he had read halfway through yesterday, turning the pages with difficulty with his claws.

OK, today's reading decision.

Usually, because accidents happen from time to time, he doesn't like to go out.

I also lie lazily at home, paralyzed for a whole day.

It's not difficult to read a book quietly.

Moreover, the books on Ling Junhan's bookshelf are so beautiful.

While clicking on the search box, Duan Wuxin entered words that he didn't understand into the query, and occasionally gestured twice to the air with his paws outstretched.

That kind of earnestness makes those who see it feel ashamed, and those who hear it cry.

Military books seem to have a natural attraction to him, like a kind of nature or instinct.

Fighting and passion, as if branded in the bones, are innate.

He couldn't help but start to imagine what the universe, the galaxy, battleships, and spaceships looked like.

If Ling Junhan could bring him by his side, he might be able to live a completely different life from that in the Brink.

It is a wider world, not limited by a small area.

Well, the battle plan is getting fuller.

Stay by Ling Junhan's side first, and then let him take me to the military base.

Maybe, in the future, you can mix up a military rank.

Taking one step at a time, Duan Wuxin fantasized quickly, and three seconds later, he fast forwarded to Ling Junhan crying and begging to be his assistant.

Xiaobai pushed the door open and came in, just in time to see Xiaobaihu's erratic expression as if he smelled catnip, and was a little puzzled.

He calmed down, his expression was still neither sad nor happy, and his expression was dull: "It's your lunch time, and you made it according to the curator's list."

Duan Wuxin didn't raise his head: "I'm obsessed with studying, don't disturb me."

"Oh, I'll just ask, you continue." Xiaobai didn't show any concern at all, as if he had completed the task, he backed out mercilessly with his plate in his hand.

Duan Wuxin changed her posture, leaning on the table to flip through the book.

The door was opened again, Duan Wuxin didn't look up, her tone was lowered twice, as if losing her temper: "I said I won't eat."

"Oh dear, did Ling Junhan bully you?" A mature woman's voice came into my ears.

The voice is gentle, with a few twists at the end, so delicate that it makes people panic.

It's not Xiaobai, Duan Wuxin raised his head and looked at the woman.

He looked to be in his early thirties, wearing a set of translucent green emeralds around his neck, and the big diamond ring on his ring finger reflected the sunlight coming in from the window.

The light gray cashmere coat was ankle-length, and a white velvet shawl was draped over it. The whole person exuded an aura of jewels from top to bottom.

"Ah..." Duan Wuxin hesitated for a moment, swallowed the word "aunt" and changed her address, "Sister, who are you looking for..."

The woman walked in with her bag in her hand, and her hands with red nails slapped her hairy head directly, ravaging it back and forth a few times before she could stop.

"Finally found it. Don't call me sister, you're messing with seniority, call me auntie."

Duan Wuxin followed suit with kindness: "Hello, Auntie."

"I'm Ling Junhan's mother Ji Mei, why hasn't this dead child come back yet?" Ji Mei took out the communicator and sent a message to Ling Junhan, then threw it aside and continued rubbing Duan Wuxin's head.

dead child.......

Duan Wuxin suppressed a smile, it was difficult to equate these three words with that cool face.

Ji Mei circled her fingers three times from her forehead to her chin, tickling it very skillfully.

Duan Wuxin was very uncomfortable with this sudden acquaintance, he touched the hair on the woman's neck with his palm, and asked seriously: "Could it be tiger hair..."

Ji Mei was amused, "It's artificial, don't be afraid."

"Oh, so." Duan Wuxin let out a long sigh of relief, scaring me to death.

Ji Mei raised her head curiously, looked left and right: "So you can really talk, I thought someone was dubbing for you."

This enthusiastic interaction was really overwhelming, Duan Wuxin avoided it awkwardly: "Well, I used a translator."

Ji Mei's hand was empty, and she took it back in embarrassment: "That's amazing."

The voice fell, and the atmosphere fell into silence.

Duan Wuxin has no experience in getting along with elders, and has a slow temper, so it's embarrassing right now.

He flipped through a few pages of the book, his back was stiff, and he had nothing to say: "Auntie, I'm still broadcasting live."

"It's okay, you broadcast yours." Ji Mei turned around gracefully, found a sofa and sat down, crossed her legs and opened the star network.

Duan Wuxin changed his paralyzed posture and continued to flip through the book.

Ji Mei really didn't bother him, she sat quietly on the sofa by the window, as beautiful as an oil painting.

Duan Wuxin took the time to look at the tipping list, the numbers kept turning up, including the proud number one.

The screen is full of ostentatious special effects, heralding that the money is coming in.

Strange, everyone really likes to watch him study...

Duan Wuxin was happy in his heart, but his expression was cold: "Thank you for your rewards."

Even if it is such a thank you, it is the first time in two years.

After all, now I have to rely on tipping to eat, but I am forced to open business.

Duan Wuxin thought, in just a few days, the changes in his life can be described as earth-shaking.

But if you think about it carefully, life is difficult, in exchange for a safe life.

I have to say, it's worth it.

As soon as Ling Junhan's face flashed in his mind, that person appeared in front of him, and Duan Wuxin was suddenly taken aback.

It's broad daylight, and the door is broken.

Ling Junhan didn't speak, but leaned against the door and raised his chin to gesture to the camera, blinking slowly.

Without communicating, Duan Wuxin understood in seconds.

The meaning is in place, let him download it.

He glanced at today's reward, and the amount was already considerable.

So, he said mercilessly: "There are still 10 minutes to go down the air, everyone hurry up and make a wish."

It has a bit of a scumbag temperament that is thrown away after use.

The bullet screens were brushing against him ruthlessly, and he made his wish every now and then without any delay.

After 10 minutes, not more than a second, raise the paw and press the shutdown button.

After all, Ling Junhan is the only person he needs to please now.

Ling Junhan caught a glimpse of the black screen over there, and then slowly opened his mouth: "Mom, what are you doing here?"

Ji Mei's phoenix eyes flew over, like a soft knife, piercing someone's heart, "I came to my son's house, do I have to report it?"

"No, are you going to arrest me and go on a blind date?" Ling Junhan didn't hold back his idleness in front of his own mother.

Getting angry at the mention of this, Ji Mei snorted coldly, "I gave up on that matter, and I can't persuade you. I came here today just to see Xinxin."

Ling Junhan swept his eyes around the little white tiger, and laughed softly, "What's there to see about him."

"Xinxin is more sensible than you, so you're so good." Ji Mei looked at Duan Wuxin full of love and affection, and insisted on describing the fierce as a little boy with a strong filter, "You just hate me every day, and you don't go home."

Ling Junhan answered: "If you don't want to introduce me to someone every day, I will definitely take care of three meals a day at home."

"I'm thinking about your lifelong event! I'll be 25 next week, and my classmates are all having grandchildren."

Ji Mei looked him up and down in disgust, then looked at Duan Wuxin, "It would be great if Xinxin turned into a human being, and come to our house as a child bride."

Duan Wuxin: "..."

He muttered in a low voice, then you really think too much.

As a human being, I still have wings to go to the sky.

"The more you talk, the more outrageous you are. Now you're so anxious that you even think about animals?" Ling Junhan said with a smile, "Besides, he belongs to the public."

"What's wrong with the boy? I'm very open." Ji Mei sighed, with a tragic look that my heart has died, "I have very low requirements for you now, just bring someone back."

"Stop, I don't want to talk about this topic anymore. Take your time if you like him, I'm leaving." Ling Junhan frowned, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, stop." Ji Mei stood up with her bag in her hand, took out a large stack of money from her pocket and threw it into Ling Junhan's arms, "Here you are."

"I should have never used my family's money since I was an adult." Ling Junhan stuffed the money back, and asked a little speechlessly: "What do you mean?"

Ji Mei turned her head, her gaze met Duan Wuxin who was watching a family ethics drama, and her voice raised a lot.

"It's your blessing to live in the Marshal's Mansion with your heart. Even if you eat what you have and use what you have, what's the matter? When I watched the live broadcast in the morning, I was so angry that I forced my darling to start a live broadcast early in the morning to make money. Are you Not a beast?"

"What did I force him to do? You are reasonable." Ling Junhan was speechless, lowered his head and shook out a cigarette, did not light it, and slowly ground his teeth.

He takes good care of Duan Wuxin like his father, and the hand injury has not settled with the little thing, which is another big pot from heaven.

Ji Mei threw the money over again with an arrogant expression: "In short, let's just settle the accounts as a family. I will pay for Xinxin's meals, and I will be responsible for his living until he dies."

Duan Wuxin was stunned for a few seconds, and finally understood.

This aunt is here to help him pay his lifetime meal ticket.

Although very touching.

However, he wanted to transfer the money directly into Ling Junhan's card, with his head held high, and he would never bow down to others.

The atmosphere between the two was stalemate, and Duan Wuxin found a gap to intervene: "Auntie doesn't need it, I have money..."

He reopened the star network, raised his eyes and asked Ling Junhan: "What is your card number, I will pay for the meal."

Make money!Hit it now!

Ji Mei succeeded in a second, and teased him with bent eyes: "Are you going to use the money from the live broadcast?"

"Yeah." Duan Wuxin kept his palm on the keyboard, and asked very stubbornly: "Speaking of the card number, is 30 a month enough?"

When he said this, he was very confident.

Even if he had to rely on Ling Junhan's good luck, but!You must also maintain your dignity!

He was nothing like those lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

He is a spiritual, thoughtful, enlightened, and rich white tiger master.

Ling Junhan was amused again, and asked: "30, are you asking me to raise the meal standard in disguise?"

He even felt that Duan Wuxin had been locked up insane, acting cute and throwing money at other times, and he didn't know what was causing the trouble.

"Well, let's have some top-quality meat." Duan Wuxin's tone was arrogant. Now that he was holding banknotes, he had a lot of confidence, "Every penny is worth what I earn through live broadcasting."

After paying for one month's meals, I should be able to rest for a few days later.

This side of the mind is still boldly exaggerating the refreshing emotions, while an unrestrained laughter interrupts the fantasy in the mind.

"Silly heart, I'm also your fan, so just treat it as a reward from me." Ji Mei held a large pile of money in her hand, and her smile became brighter and brighter.

Ling Junhan clicked his tongue, "I dare say that our whole family is rushing to give him money."

It has to be said that he also contributed a lot to the rewards.

Ji Mei didn't even want to give her a look, "You don't understand."

Duan Wuxin frowned, feeling more and more wrong, "Ah? Are you my fan?"

He thought about today's tipping list.

Could it be...the 30 is due to her!

Thinking of this, his back began to stiffen slowly, and he had just finished pretending to be aggressive, and he hadn't slowed down yet.

It would be too embarrassing to be slapped in the face by the gold master on the spot.

He suddenly remembered that the last time he said he was going to send him over as a gift, Bang Yi frantically swiped the screen and said good things about Ling Junhan.

Could it be that……

Ji Mei paused for two seconds, then lightly dropped a sentence, as if she had tipped millions, as easily as throwing a pebble into the water.

"I'm your number one, rose with thorns."

"Mom, your screen name is Zhentu." Ling Junhan mocked ruthlessly.

Duan Wuxin's mind was buzzing, and he stuck out three marshal's mansions with his toes in embarrassment, his rigidity just now shattered.

......Not only the patron, but also the biggest one.