hello miss bankrupt

Chapter 63·If you want this kid, you still want me

This is the eye-to-eye of the century.

Condescending and cold enough to make people feel physiologically uncomfortable.

Look up into obsidian eyes that look unflinching like a deer.

After Guan Zimo confirmed that this uninvited little thing was the little baby raised in the laboratory before, his cold face dropped by another three points.He bent down unceremoniously, picked up the little guy, opened the storage door, and stuffed it back into the refrigerator. The movements were done in one go without any muddling.

Expressionlessly, he took out mineral water from the refrigerator, filled it with warm water, and handed it to Xi'er.

"Why did it take so long?" Ning Xi'er asked in a soft voice after receiving the water.

The other party didn't say anything, and gently stroked her slightly fluffy hair. "Going to bed?"

When Ning Xi'er heard this, she subconsciously wrapped herself tightly in the poor thin blanket hanging on her body.

"Don't worry, I don't know how to do anything, you go and rest for a while." Zi Mo lightly pecked the other's dry lips, and licked it around with his tongue.When the other party wanted to bite her maliciously, he quickly retracted.

"You really are!" Ning Xi'er was a little annoyed because she didn't succeed.

"You want to bite me?" She tilted her head like a pure angel.

"..." Damn it, she always eats her to death, she must resist in the future!Thinking like this, being dragged and carried back to the bed by the other party, and sunk into the soft velvet, Ning Xi'er's body, which was like a dismantled skeleton, was stretched, but fell asleep after a while.Seeing the person on the bed quietly closing his eyes, the long and slightly trembling eyelashes showed that the owner was sleeping in a dream that he didn't want to be disturbed by others, Guan Zimo gently pulled back the hand that was being held, and kissed her softly the forehead of the princess, and gently closed the door.

Standing in the aisle for a while, dialed a person's phone with a gloomy expression.

"If you don't want your globetrotting to turn into feeding sharks in the Atlantic, better tell me how."

"Hello, old lady, long time no see, do you miss my sister, let me tell you, I'm fishing here in the Mississippi River, but what I'm fishing is not a shark, it's a specialty fish here, don't worry, old lady, I'll be sure when my sister comes home I brought you a lot of presents, the cosmetics you asked me to bring last time, how do you feel about using them? Let me tell you..." There was a voice from the forest on the other end of the phone, and Guan Shili was talking about chicken and duck. Greetings from afar.

"I'll go first and get rid of that brat." He interrupted the other party's excitement coldly, intending to hang up the phone.

"Oh, don't! Xi'er will kill me!" Guan Shili's high-pitched scream came from the other end of the phone, "Oh oh oh - guess what I caught, a drum-eyed catfish!" Then on the other side of the phone Before the headman lost his temper, he said, "Actually, you should have guessed it. It's because this little guy is making too much noise. He desperately wants to see 'Mommy'."

"I ask you, why did it appear in the refrigerator."

"Because of the recombination of normal cells and X cells, the little guy has a cloudy constitution and likes places with low temperatures, so it is OK to stay in the extremely cold area where normal people cannot stay. Of course, it can be understood in this way. The little guy can't find it. Mommy, that's why you need...to keep calm at low temperature." Shili over there explained unhurriedly while biting the salted fish.

"Can you get out of liquid oxygen already?" The implication is that why not let it go for a while.Guan Zimo raised his eyebrows with an extremely displeased expression.

"Sister, you don't want that research institute, you want to dismantle the research institute, don't you? This brat can be said to be very special, because I only found out through video communication. Some time after you left, the X cells in this brat's body The body grows crazily, although it did not hurt the staff, this is a natural reason, the little ghost is a kind gene, but in an unconscious state, the destructive power is extremely great, and the attack range once exceeded 20 meters, of course, it only destroyed a tempered glass Utensil. But as the little ghost grows up slowly, it is difficult to predict her future abilities, maybe..."

"Maybe what?"

"Maybe it will surpass you~"

Just after saying this, the phone was cut off abruptly by hanging up.Guan Shili stared blankly at the busy screen, and sighed, "Old sister, you are really short-tempered and narrow-minded... She still has one thing to say, that is, don't make the kid cry now, hey."

Guan Zimo snorted coldly, surpass her?Just that chubby, drool-worthy little meatball... Thinking of that ugly little ghost grabbing Xi'er's neck and holding on to that ugly appearance, I felt secretly unhappy.Walking towards the refrigerator, he took out a glass of cold water, and when he was about to close the door, he froze for a moment, pulled out the door from the freezer, and saw the little guy curled up inside, with red marks from the cold on his pale skin, but she seemed very I like this cold environment.

Guan Zimo frowned slightly, pulled the baby's slippery back of the neck, and lifted it up vigorously. The sticky touch of her hand reminded her of some kind of liquid, which made the center of the eyebrow more abrupt.She quickly picked up the little ghost and wrapped it in a blanket, then put on a coat, and then she was going to call the institute staff to pick it up, or send it back by herself, no matter what, she didn't want Xier to see this little ghost for the time being , from the bottom of my heart I don't want to--

The little guy huddled in the blanket stared at the person who was putting on the clothes with his big black eyes. When he was lifted up mercilessly, the little guy saw the person's face clearly, and then kicked his legs hard. Short-legged, wanting to escape from this man's clutches, he spit bubbles at Guan Zimo.

Guan Zimo slightly opened his half-open ice blue eyes and glared at the kid, who immediately became more honest.Guan Zimo carried this chubby little softie to the door like a chicken. Although he looked disgusted on the surface, when he turned the corner, he raised his other hand to protect the little guy's head.The little guy frowned and saw the oppressive iron gate, and seemed to realize that he was about to be taken away by this bad guy, so he pursed his lips tightly and tears began to accumulate slowly.

She don't want to leave here, it smells like Mummy.

Guan Zimo put on his hat, lowered the brim of his hat, and was about to close the door, but the corners of his clothes were pulled out. He looked down, and saw a pair of small hands gripping the brim of the door tightly, refusing to let go.The little guy's face was flushed, and he looked at the person above him pitifully, she didn't want to leave here...

"Let go, I'll bring you over later." He said calmly, regardless of whether the brat understood or not.

Unexpectedly, the hand gripping the eaves of the door became tighter, and Guan Zimo effortlessly pulled away the little softie's fingers. What surprised her even more was that when the fingers were detached, a force as strong as a suction cup The suction was absorbed on the door eaves, and as the strength increased, the tempered door eaves "coughed and collapsed—" and sank into a deep dent.

Through her eyes, one can clearly see three or two formed transparent tentacles flashing phantoms in the air, and at the front of the red and tender ring-mounted mouthparts, the sharp sucker-shaped mouth that makes people feel physiologically frightening. The utensils are clinging tightly to the eaves of the door, which is slowly peeling off the paint.And the little guy who started all this seems to be more innocent than anyone else, tearfully biting his finger, pursing his mouth and not daring to cry.

The small, pitiful whimper of a kitten that was separated from its mother cat at night was coming from under the blanket.Guan Zimo looked at the door eaves that were slowly peeling off paint, rubbed the center of his brows, his tentacles gradually turned red with the owner's pitiful mood swings, a small rosy tentacle that was separated from the door eaves carefully coiled around On Guan Zimo's arm, the sharp front end was closed, and he lightly pecked at the back of the other's hand in a slightly flattering manner.Helpless, what I met was such a cold-hearted and cold-faced peerless demon king...

Guan Zimo tore the other party off the door eaves expressionlessly, and the suction cups attached to the door eaves made a loud sound when they were detached.

"Sure enough, I have to throw you far away." Looking at the deformed door frame, he reprimanded viciously.

Then came the moist pupils that came quickly——

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

The earth-shattering wailing sound was accompanied by the scene of wool fluttering on the carpet flying all over the sky.

Dozens of red and tender tentacles could no longer hold back the emotion that made the owner collapse, completely lost control, and slapped the ground indiscriminately. The staggeringly expensive carpet was the target of being ravaged and ravaged at this moment, and the matte that fell to the ground Vases, soft curtains, and bronze and porcelain objects placed in corners are being destroyed one by one.

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Unable to bear the annoying noise any longer, Ning Xi'er staggered out of the room with her already dismantled body to find out what happened. To be honest, this was the first time she heard such a loud noise. What was going on?

"Zi Mo... What are you doing..." People are sometimes so surprised that they forget to speak because they see something, and Ning Xi'er has completely proved this theory at this moment.

Fluff flying all over the sky, ceramics staying in the air, broken vases, twisted and deformed door panels...

Two pairs of eyes were staring straight at her.

The man's black face was so gloomy that it was about to drop ice scum, his sleeves were pulled up high, the hair on his forehead stuck to his ears with beads of sweat, his face was gray and dirty, looking a little bad.

And the other protagonist, at the moment, is leaning on the coffee table with his ass pouted, the little guy's big black eyes are struggling to look into the air, if Ning Xier looks carefully, she can see the little tentacles separating from behind the little guy She was trying to grab the tiny fluff in the air, trying to suppress all the raised carpet fluff, so that everything would not look so bad. Of course, Ning Xier was not paying attention to this at all, so she could only hear The whistling sound of whistling tentacles passing by.

Swallowing with difficulty, "What are you doing?"

Guan Zimo raised his eyebrows, turned his head, and said to Ning Xi'er with a slightly gentle face, but his tone was extremely gnashing of teeth, "Go back, there is an unknown creature here, wait until I kill her."

After finishing speaking, the coffee table was lifted abruptly and stayed in the air, and the little guy hiding under the coffee table was tightly tied and pulled up by something, and then the skylight was opened... and all these horror scenes in one go seem completely Regardless of the feelings of ordinary people like Ning Xi'er.

"Zimo... I think you should calm down first." Ning Xi'er supported her head, looking at the scene in front of her in a daze, and her little treasure was lifted out of the skylight.

"..." Guan Zimo turned his head and looked at Ning Xi'er with a calm expression, "This brat made all the things in the living room." He immediately separated the relationship and had nothing to do with her.

"I know, I can, I can clean up, you put her down first, this is the top floor." Ning Xi'er didn't dare to provoke Zi Mo, fearing that the other party would throw Xiao Bao out if she didn't pay attention. Why has she been tossed about by her for so long, and now she has to deal with this "murder scene" here.

"Xi'er, you're biased." After hearing this, Guan Zimo lifted Xiaobao closer to the skylight, and the little one was shaking like a sieve.

"I don't have one." She grabbed the opponent's arm, of course she really didn't want to know what the opponent used to lift Xiaobao...

"Then do you want this brat or me? Choose one." He raised his eyebrows and looked back at her.