Chapter 905

Little fried dough sticks went to Sheng Shimo and bowed very politely to say hello, "Hello, President Adair."

In his prime, Mo's indifferent eyes swept over the small fried dough sticks and small milk cans, and then looked behind them.

I don't know what I saw. My face cooled down instantly. Then I asked, "where's Wen churan?"

It's just a personal gift. As for being reluctant to give up, don't you come back now?

Or did she just follow Mu Cheng back to e?

Thinking of this, Sheng Shimo's mood suddenly became chaotic.

Fortunately, the small fried dough sticks explained, "Miss Wen buys vegetables in the vegetable market and will be back soon."

Hearing this, Sheng Shi Mo was a little relieved.

The next moment, he walked closer and stretched out his long arm. It seemed that he wanted to hold the small milk can sleeping in the arms of the small fried dough sticks in his hand.

Step back quickly.

His reaction immediately made Sheng Shi Mo frown. He was more impatient in his coldness and urged, "give me the small milk can."

The little fried dough stick calmly refused, "the little movie emperor is restless when he is asleep. I'd better hold him. After all, you are a noble body..."

However, before he dropped his voice, he felt his chest empty and looked down. The small milk can originally in his arms had disappeared. When he looked up again, the small milk can was being held in his hand by Sheng Shi ink.

Maybe because of this bumpy back and forth, the small milk can was awakened. He frowned, wrinkled his facial features, covered his face with complaints about not sleeping well, and a murmur "um, so noisy..."

Then, slowly opened his eyes. After wandering around in the air, his eyes finally fixed on a close-up handsome face.

Because he just woke up, his reaction was slow for half a beat. He blinked his ignorant big eyes and looked at the handsome face in front of him for a long time.

Huh? Why do you seem to see a big pervert?

Is it a dream?

The little milk can stretched out his fingers and rubbed his eyes twice. He found that the handsome face in front of him was not only clearer, but also moved his mouth and said a word.

"Wake up?"

Until now, the little milk can realized that it was not a dream. Suddenly, his face changed dramatically and screamed "numb! I want hemp! "

Sheng Shimo took him to the small foreign building. He struggled violently and shouted "let go! I don't want a big pervert hug! I want hemp! I want hemp! Come on! Big pervert abducts and sells children. Come and save the little milk can! "

The little hand danced wildly in the air and hit Sheng Shimo's handsome face with a slap.

When the little fried dough sticks saw this, they were scared and hurried to catch up with them. "President Adair, please give me the little movie emperor. The little movie emperor likes to make noise when he woke up. He will hurt your noble body..."

The little milk can stretched its arm towards the small fried dough sticks behind and shouted for help from its mouth, "small fried dough sticks... Come and help me..."

Sheng Shimo directly carried him into the small foreign building before he put it down. As soon as his feet touched the ground, he rushed into the arms of the small fried dough sticks, curled up tightly and kept shouting "small fried dough sticks! Big pervert bullies me. Call back Mu Cheng millet! "

Sheng Shimo sits down on the sofa with his legs folded. His posture is elegant, adding an extra laziness.

He looked at the small milk can in the arms of the small fried dough sticks, gently raised his eyebrows and asked calmly, "are you afraid of me?"

As soon as he heard this, the little milk can exploded. He immediately raised his head and roared at him, "nonsense, I'm not afraid of you!"

(this book has more than one million words. I really, really, really thank you for catching up from the first word to the present. I hope the babies can continue to support it. Mmm, mmm, I will get a Book coin activity to step on the building in the evening ~)