The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss

   Chapter 106 There will be punishment for finding you

do not come-

   He tried his best to speak out and backed away in panic.

   The man smiled smugly, he was wearing a hospital suit, and he was still that age. Even if it was just a pale phantom, he was still thin.

   "What are you afraid of now--?"

   Slowly, a faint voice sounded, hoarse, with a permeating smile.

   He was stunned.

   His body kept shaking, his eyes widened, trying to confirm that it was a dream.

   In the end, it could only collapse completely.

   "No, don't come, don't come - I didn't think about it - never thought about it-"

   Breathing violently, accompanied by a trembling voice.

   In the past, he never believed in such things.

   But today he was not allowed to think too much, she watched.

   He kept retreating, his fingertips touching the sticky liquid.

   Blood stained his hands, and at the same time as the smell of blood came, the cold touch hit his neck viciously.

   was tightly strangled by his throat. He opened his mouth wide, but he couldn't make any sound. As soon as his pants got wet, Li Zhaoming rolled his eyes.

   "It hurts - it hurts - shhhhh - do you think it's fun? Is it fun?"

   The other party's voice was crazy and hoarse.

   Slowly said a lot of hoarse words that were topsy-turvy.

   The crazy words under the most collapse.

  The cold hands that were loosened and pinched at the neck, and the viscous liquid that gradually rose, seemed to drown the nose and mouth, and the feeling of suffocation rose and subsided like a tide.

   This feeling makes people both physically and psychologically collapse.

   In the end, he shivered suddenly and completely lost consciousness.

  —

  Wait for him to wake up again.

  It was completely dark.

   His body was sore, and his throat was so hoarse that he could hardly speak.

   But the surroundings have quieted down—

  The headache and intoxication after the hangover made him a little dazed, and he couldn't tell whether it was reality or illusion. There was still some damp feeling between his legs, which made his face change slightly.

   He struggled to get up.

   Looking at the living room that has not changed in the slightest, his eyes are deeply confused.

   But at this moment, he couldn't speak, and he didn't dare to scold.

   There are black, red, black and red handprints on his neck and face, bloodshot pupils, and messy hair that looks like someone has maliciously pulled his hair.

   Was haunted by ghosts!

   Really haunted by ghosts!

   With trembling fingertips, he tore off the collar of his sweater and looked at himself through the toilet light.

  Although he only pulled a corner of his clothes, the dense traces on his body made him completely unable to stand, and he wanted to turn back to find his mobile phone.

   That master—

   No, that master is useless, that master is useless!

  Look for the little boy from the Tang family, find the little boy from the Tang family...

   He couldn't utter a sound, he could only read in a hollow mouth.

  He is a living person, those are ghosts—whatever Taoist she is, shouldn’t they protect ordinary people? !

   The phone had been thrown on the wall by him before, and now it bounced on the ground under the sofa, and it had been smashed to pieces.

   He kept pressing the button—

   Start it, start it!

   "Hee hee hee - found you!"

  A small, blue-black hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed the broken mobile phone in his hand.

"what…"

   Throat sore, only a broken, rapid sound.

   He fell to the ground and looked at the five- or six-year-old girl who appeared in front of him at some point.

   She was wearing a dress that was styled many years ago, but she was neatly dressed. Only her abnormal skin tone and expression could tell that she was not a normal person.

   And more children's laughter echoed in his ears.

   "Grandpa is still waiting for me to come home-"

"Mommy mommy-"

   The laughter sounded more like a cry, and finally condensed into one sentence.

   "Let's play games, play hide-and-seek, let's count to 100, you have to hide well, if we find it, you will be punished~"

  I don't know when dozens of children appeared in the house, countless eyes staring at him, the temperature in the house plummeted, and strange laughter.

"one two Three-"

   will die, really will die!

  He got up in embarrassment and wanted to open the door.

   But no matter how he struggled, the door didn't move.

   The number of voices behind him became more and more urgent, and he had no choice but to flee to the bedroom cabinet door and lock himself tightly.

   One hundred is too fast.

   At the moment when one hundred stopped.

   The sound of various things falling on the ground, the footsteps of children running back and forth, deep and infiltrating.

   He was still holding the phone in his hand, and finally the phone lighted up faintly.

   There was no surprise in his eyes.

  ‘click’—

   He curled up in the corner of the cabinet and looked up.

   in the faint light of the phone.

   The last lock was torn open little by little, and the gap in the cabinet gradually opened—

   A pair of eyes stared down.

"Got you…"

  —

   Outside this community.

   It was very late.

   The little dumpling fell asleep with his head down, his little body lying in Tang Chuang's arms.

   Tang Wenhuo sat in the driver's seat with his long fingers on the steering wheel, obviously holding his breath.

   "Didn't we agree before, you hug for a while, and I hug for a while?"

   Tang Wenhuo twitched the corners of his lips, trying to remind his father to keep his promise.

   Tang Chuang didn't lift his eyelids, and touched Xiao Ni's bare head.

   felt that the temperature outside was a little low, so he reached out to her and put the hat on, and he was satisfied.

   "Find a good location, and then drive your car with peace of mind."

   Tang Wenhuo: ?

   Good guy.

Is    an upright sham?

   "I'm going back to tell mom."

  The gentle young man with gold-rimmed glasses was expressionless.

  Tang Chuang: ?

  Horse, are you a primary school student? How old are you, you still go back and tell your parents?

   "Then let her know that we sneaked around with Jinjin in the middle of the night?"

   is as if you don't get scolded.

"childish."

  Tang Chuang slowly and leisurely, his voice as low as wine.

"envy."

   The voice of the youth is as clear as water hitting a stone.

  You bad old man is very bad!

   The two who have always been tit-for-tat sat in a car, quarreling like elementary school students.

  Well, it hasn't changed in 20 years, and I haven't forgotten my original intention.

   Little milk woke up at this time.

   just looked up.

   "Today, are you awake? My brother will carry you down."

   "Are you thirsty? Cough, I brought water in the car before, it should still be warm."

  The two looked at each other after speaking.

   In the calm, it is like fire.

   Sleepy-eyed little milk Jin:…

   Although I heard my mother say it.

   When my brother was a child, he quarreled with his father all day long, and there were videos and photos taken by his mother after the two quarreled.

   But at first glance.

  Why can't dad and brother get along peacefully?

   Xiaomai took a look out today, the sound of soft and waxy milk whistling sounded, and her little hands raised their hands.

   "I went to pour water today, and today I also brought dried apricots! Dad and brother have both."

   Today is a reliable day again.

   One more update, a little late

   Overestimate your own physical fitness_(:з"∠)_I will try to recover tomorrow, and there will be more later

See you later

   (end of this chapter)