Chapter 829

When the car was about to drive to the small foreign building, the little fried dough stick remembered the look Wen churan looked at him this morning, so he tentatively asked the little milk can behind him, "my little film emperor, did you say anything special to Miss Wen when the president came to see you last night?"

Isn't it that he was exposed as a spy?

"Clam?" The little milk jar raised his head from the story book and exclaimed, "did Mu Cheng millet come to see me last night? Why don't I know? "

The little fried dough sticks were also surprised, "don't you know?" Then he guessed, "it's so late that you probably fell asleep."

"Mu Cheng's corn is coming. Ma Ma doesn't even wake me up?!" The little milk can screwed up her eyebrows and looked angry. She smashed the story book in her hand on the seat. "It's too much! Bad guy, smelly woman, I'll never talk to her again! "

Ah, oh

The little fried dough sticks tightened their thin lips and realized that they seemed to have said the wrong thing.

The nanny car stopped outside the small foreign building. Wen churan heard the sound and ran out to meet her.

Seeing the little milk can jump out of the car, she squatted down and opened her arms. She was ready to pick it up.

Who knows, the little milk can didn't even look at her. He directly dragged Pikachu's schoolbag and pedaled two short legs and walked directly past her, completely taking her as air.

Seeing this, Wen churan stood up and looked back at the little figure who rushed into the small foreign building. It was like 250000.

She was confused and didn't understand what had happened. She looked at the small fried dough sticks with doubts and inquiries.

The little fried dough stick subconsciously lowered the sound line and whispered, "the little film emperor knows that your Excellency the president came to see him last night, but you didn't wake him up, so..."

Needless to say, Wen churan understood.

She ran upstairs and knocked on the door of the little milk can.

No response.

She took another plate of glutinous rice balls, raised her hand and stirred it twice, trying to fan the aroma through the crack in the door.

"Baby... I specially prepared glutinous rice balls for you. Do you want to eat them?"

There is still no response.

Wen churan pretended to regret and said, "baby? Don't you eat? I don't like glutinous rice balls either, so I can only throw them away. It's a pity, alas... I've prepared a lot... "

As soon as she dropped her voice, the door was suddenly opened, but only a little crack in the door was opened. She stretched out an arm from inside and waved her small hand to show her to hand him the glutinous rice dumpling.

Wen churan can't miss this good opportunity. He grabs his arm directly, pulls his small body out of the crack of the door, and holds him in his arms with his ass.

The little milk can didn't expect this accident at all. First, it was stunned for a moment, and then began to struggle, "let go of me! Stink! Big villain! "

Wen churan handed the glutinous rice ball in his other hand to him. "Here, your favorite glutinous rice ball. If you don't eat it, you'll waste it!"

Seeing the snow-white glutinous rice balls, the eyes of the small milk can brightened, immediately stopped crying, wrinkled his nose and sniffed twice, then raised his hand, quickly grabbed one from the plate, stuffed it into his mouth, tasted it with relish, and then he was willing to stop.

Sure enough, glutinous rice dumplings are the best weapon against him.

His cheeks were stuffed like a little hamster, but he didn't forget to complain, and his voice was a little vague.

"Hum! Smelly hemp is too much. Mu Cheng millet doesn't wake me up! I haven't seen uncle Mu Cheng for several days. I'm dying of him... "